Xia Lin almost bit her tongue. She had been in contact with Xiao Yu for so long, but she didn't expect her to have such a bold side! The confession is so intense!
So she had expected Chu Yan to come here? The idol she kept talking about was not Yi Zhe, but Chu Yan... Xia Lin was speechless again.
However, after not hearing Chu Yan's reply for a long time, Xia Lin was also nervous for Xiao Yu. It would be very embarrassing if such a bold confession did not yield some results. She secretly walked over and stretched out her head to take a look at the current situation over there.
At this sight, her heart almost skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled her head back. Over there, Chu Yan was twitching Xiao Yu's chin with interest, and the two of them looked at each other contentedly.
Doesn't Xiaoyu know that Chu Yan is a prodigal in love? Xia Lin suddenly became a little wary for Liang Xiaoyu. Chu Yan has never stopped having scandals in the entertainment industry. Today he is with a young model, tomorrow he is with a certain star, and there is also Pan Shuangshuang, who often speculates with him. After eating a pot, Xia Lin is really afraid that Xiaoyu will suffer from being so frivolous now.
"Beep... beep..." Xia Lin's cell phone in her bag suddenly rang. Although it vibrated, it was still a bit abrupt in this unusually quiet place. Xia Lin covered her mouth, dragged her bag and ran into the bathroom. We can't ruin Xiaoyu's good deeds before we figure out the situation.
The caller was still Ling Yizhou. Xia Lin sat on the toilet and called, very softly, so as not to disturb the two people outside.
Ling Yizhou over there was stunned, "What's wrong with the sound? Where are you now?"
"I...I'm going to the bathroom." Xia Lin held it in for a long time before saying.
Ling Yizhou over there really wanted to hang up the phone, "Well, if you're in a bad mood, go home early and ask Aunt Huang to cook you something delicious."
"How do you know I'm in a bad mood?" Xia Lin was stunned. She had never told Ling Yizhou about Zhao Jiayan. Besides, she just kept her bad mood in her heart. Even Xiao Yu beside her didn't know. He was a god.
What Ling Yizhou was thinking about was the various bad moods she was in because she had a bad day today, "I'm sorry, go home early."
"Oh." Xia Lin subconsciously responded and hung up the phone, still feeling that Ling Yizhou was a bit magical.
In the Gangdong Building over there, before several directors left Ling Yizhou's office, they heard him say, "If you're not in a good mood, go home early and ask Mrs. Huang to cook you something delicious." Look at me, and I'll look at you. , immediately ran to the elevator, and couldn't hold it in as soon as the elevator door closed.
"When did BOSS adopt a daughter?"
Xia Lin sneezed, rubbed her nose and walked out of the bathroom. Only then did she realize that Xiao Yu and Chu Yan had gone somewhere. She couldn't find the two people where they were just now, so she looked around. , and there was no sign of the two people.
These two people... can't they? Xia Lin trembled, holding her cell phone but not daring to call Xiao Yu. If someone had sex somewhere consensually, wouldn't she be doing something like beating a mandarin duck
Suddenly he saw a person who looked like a security guard guarding the front. Xia Lin wanted to go over and ask. However, as soon as he approached, the man said harshly: "Who! Stay where you can to cool off. This is a VIP passage that is prohibited."
Xia Lin touched his nose angrily, stretched his neck and looked at the so-called VIP passage, and vaguely saw a group of people walking out of it.
When the security guard saw that she hadn't left yet, he scolded her again, "Why don't you leave? They are coming. If you get trampled to death by the bodyguards later, don't blame me for not warning you."
Xia Lin raised her head and glared at him angrily. Even though she was not tall, she was still pretty good among girls. Why was it her turn to be trampled to death by others? It's not Tu Xingsun.
However, when the group of people actually walked out, Xia Lin realized what it meant to be trampled to death. The players on the court just now were each over 2 meters tall. Even the bodyguard next to her stood in front of her. They are simply a group of giants.
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment and had no time to escape.
On Zhao Jiayan's birthday that year, she came to Yi Zhe holding a basketball and asked him to sign the basketball as a birthday gift. Zhao Jiayan was definitely happy.
It was almost the same scene. Before she could hold the basketball firmly, she was roughly pulled away by the bodyguard next to Yi Zhe, pulling her hand tendons. She fell to the ground in pain on the spot, and was kicked a few times by the people behind her, but Without giving up, he rolled directly to Yi Zhe's feet with a bruised nose and swollen face, "Can you sign your name for me?"
Yi Zhe smiled evilly and knelt down to look at her, "You like me so much?"
Xia Lin nodded, "You can say, because I like my boyfriend, and my boyfriend likes you, so I like you too."
At that time, Yi Zhe felt that he had no face, but he reluctantly signed it for her.
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Xia Lin exclaimed when her back collar was lifted, and found that history was repeating itself. She was once again carried by the bodyguards and thrown to the side. They were never polite to those who stood in the way.
"Wait a minute." Among the tall men, Yi Zhe walked out of a group of players, still remembering Xia Lin, "Girl, are you here to get your boyfriend's autograph again?"
Xia Lin was put down by the bodyguard. She didn't know whether it was because of pain or something. Tears kept pouring down her eyes. She lowered her head and coughed for a while, not daring to look at Yi Zhe.
He actually still remembered that although some things can amaze the years, people who have no intention can never keep them. She suspected that Zhao Jiayan had no intention, otherwise Yi Zhe could remember him, why couldn't he
"You are sick, why are you crying? You need autographs quickly, I have to rush to the venue." Yi Zhe urged her impatiently.
Xia Lin shook her head desperately, trying not to cry.
"The ball won't be squeezed, right?" Yi Zhe frowned, "Forget it, I'm in trouble, I'll give you a ball." Yi Zhe picked up a pen, signed the basketball in his hand, and gave it to her.
Before leaving, he reminded her, "Don't give signed balls every time, your boyfriend will get tired of it."
You'll get tired of it... Xia Lin couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.
Frightened, Yi Zhe and his team members quickened their pace and left. One of his teammates asked him, "Yi Zhe, you are crying like this, are you sure you haven't done anything sorry for me?"
"F*ck!" Yi Zhe yelled, "I like tall people with big breasts, don't distort my aesthetic sense!"
Their voices gradually disappeared, and even the security guard who had just been guarding the entrance of the passage left. Xia Lin was blinded by tears for a moment, and he didn't know the direction of going out. In addition to being sad, he hugged the ball socket by himself in the corner, The more I cry, the sadder I become.
She didn't know how long she had been crying. She raised her head and vaguely saw someone standing in front of her, who looked a lot like Chu Yan.
"Have you cried enough?" Chu Yan came over to observe her, looking very disappointed: "I really don't see any advantages, Ling..." He paused, "Someone's vision is really unflattering."
With an inexplicable sentence, Xia Lin quickly wiped his eyes, "You... aren't you doing that with Xiao Yu?"