She glanced at the door of the inner room casually, and it was already open. It was obvious that Tang Jue had left.
She pursed her lips, picked up the camera again, and whispered an apology to the other two. Ruan Mengmeng's eyes were full of gossip, but Director Wang just smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I have plenty of time later, and there's no rush to interview."
Previously, Director Wang had been urging them to interview quickly and not waste time, but now he has changed his attitude. Qiqi knew that this was naturally due to Tang Jue's help.
However, she could not benefit from Tang Jue's fame.
I calmed down and returned to work. An hour later, the interview was over and we called it a day.
"Ms. Qi, the driver is waiting for you downstairs and will take you back to the magazine office." There was a hint of flattery in Mr. Wang's tone.
Qiqi was not used to it, "No need..."
"What do you mean you don't need it? Your ankle is twisted now, do you still want to squeeze into the subway?" Ruan Mengmeng held her camera bag with one hand and supported her with the other hand, "Don't be stubborn."
"Miss Ruan is right." Director Wang continued Ruan Mengmeng's words and said with a smile, "You are Young Master Tang's girlfriend. If he knew that I let you go like this without even saying goodbye, then I would have offended the Young Master."
Qiqi didn't say anything, nor did she explain much. The key to her relationship with Tang Jue was that she had to know it clearly in her heart, and it didn't matter what others thought.
When I walked out of Mr. Wang's office, his secretary came up to me and said, "Miss Qi, this is what Mr. Tang left for you."
Qiqi took it and saw that it was the ointment. The secretary continued, "Mr. Tang told me to apply it once in the morning, noon and night."
Qiqi looked down at the medicine without saying anything, her mind was full of thoughts. Ruan Mengmeng thanked her for her. Wang Dong, who was standing by, was impressed by Qiqi. The young master of the Tang Clan was so attentive, how could he be just an ordinary person
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Qiqi's feet hurt, but she stopped being pretentious.
I got on the car sent by Mr. Wang and went back to the magazine office with Ruan Mengmeng.
Along the way, Ruan Mengmeng kept looking at her inquiringly. But because Mr. Wang was in the car, she didn't ask any more questions. When they got out of the car and arrived at the downstairs of the office building, Ruan Mengmeng finally couldn't help it.
"Tell me, tell me! Tell me now! I've been holding it in all the way and I'm almost suffocating."
"say what?"
"What is your relationship with Young Master Tang? Don't say you are friends, I don't believe it."
“… We’re not even friends.”
"Tsk~~ Then can he deliver the medicine in your hand to you? Oh my god, he even told me to do it three times a day. I see that he holds you in a very skillful manner. This is not the first time he holds you like that, right?"
Qiqi pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Qiqi, you are not being honest! Tell me, when did you and him... Oh, that's not right, you..." Ruan Mengmeng suddenly remembered something and lowered her voice, "You already have Mo Xun. Qiqi, you didn't... just get married and then you cheated, right?"
Qiqi was helpless, "I didn't."
However, Ruan Mengmeng obviously didn't believe it. "Being pursued by someone like Tang Jue, it's hard not to cheat, right? Tell me, are you attracted to him? No wonder you were looking up his information a few days ago."
"I really don't! I won't be moved!" Qiqi denied it again, and seemed a little anxious, and her voice rose a little unconsciously.
Ruan Mengmeng was stunned and stared at her. She had never seen Qiqi so angry before.
Seeing her reaction, Qiqi seemed to realize that she was a little emotional. She sighed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mean to you..."
"You scared me." Ruan Mengmeng patted her chest exaggeratedly.
Qiqi dragged her painful feet towards the elevator. She adjusted her mood and said to Ruan Mengmeng, "Just pretend you didn't see anything about what happened today. Anyway, Tang Jue and I are not what you think. I didn't cheat, and I'm not attracted to you, and I won't be attracted to you."
The latter sentence, as if to make it more convincing, was emphasized.
Ruan Mengmeng sighed. Silly Qiqi, repeating "I'm not moved" over and over again makes people feel like you are just trying to cover up that you are already moved...
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night.
When Qiqi returned home, Mo Xun was at home.
Seeing her dragging her feet back, he frowned, "What's wrong with your feet?"
"It's sprained."
"If you sprain your ankle, won't you call me to pick you up?"
"I'm not worried that you're busy with work." Qiqi sat down on the sofa, hugged the pillow, and leaned over weakly, "Just order some takeout tonight. I don't want to cook anymore."
"Okay." Mo Xun nodded. He glanced at Qiqi and said, "What's wrong with you? You look so bad."
"… fine."
"Please sit down. I'll go to the pharmacy downstairs to buy some medicine for you." Mo Xun stood up.
Qiqi wanted to say that there was medicine in the bag, but in the end, she just nodded and said, "Okay."
Mo Xun bought some medicine and she used it. She put the medicine Tang Jue bought aside and didn't use it.
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night.
After taking a shower, Qiqi copied out all the photos in the camera one by one. She flipped through them one by one, and her eyes fell on one of the photos and paused.
It turned out to be a photo of Tang Jue.
He and Jian Qing stood outside the office through the glass door. The slender figure and the amorous feelings almost seeped out of the photo.
Qiqi didn't even know when she took such a photo, but just looking at it in confusion, she felt an indescribable sense of dejection. Why did she take a photo of Tang Jue for no reason
She moved her mouse to the delete key.
The cell phone suddenly rang at this moment.
Shocked.
It wasn't a call, it was a text message.
She paused in her act of deleting the message. She took the phone and opened it without thinking. A simple message left her stunned for a while.
"Have you applied the medicine?"
No signature.
Qiqi knew who sent the message the first time.
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the other side.
Tang Jue went to the hotel for a meeting as soon as he got off the plane.
The meeting had lasted the entire afternoon and was now in the middle of a break. He hadn't even taken a sip of the tea in front of him, but had been fiddling with his phone.
Jian Qing stole glances at him several times and noticed that he would occasionally look at his phone. However, the screen of his phone was always black.
Gradually, he obviously lost his patience and adjusted his body lazily several times. Finally, as if he was slightly angry, he ignored his phone, stood up with a stern face, and went to the window to smoke.
But, at this moment...
The phone on the table vibrated. Jian Qing immediately said, "Young Master, the phone is ringing. It's a message."
Tang Jue was startled. Then, a faint smile gradually appeared on the stunning face reflected on the glass window. Turning back, everything was hidden, and he just pretended to be indifferent and asked, "Who sent it?"