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Chapter 174: Sorry, let me... let me out

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Slow music flows in the coffee shop, and the afternoon is quiet and peaceful.

After Gu Yao left, she continued to sit there for a while.

The WeChat message suddenly rang, and she ignored it, but then a series of rangs followed.

She sighed irritably, and finally found out that the phone opened in surprise.

Although I can't see how low the mood is, there is still a kind of decadence that can't be said.

All the information was sent by Shi'an.

【Are you ok? 】

[I heard that you went to see Lu Ziyan, did he accuse you? 】

[If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me. 】

Qiao Yimo stared at the screen for a while, moved his thin white fingers, edited a few messages and sent them.

[Teacher Shi, I'm fine. 】

[Lu Shao didn't do anything to me, I have handed them over to the people outside, and may need to hide from the limelight for a while. 】

[Thank you, teacher, for your concern, and... I was a little sorry for hiding from you before. 】

Although he hadn't deliberately mentioned Fu Sinian in front of her, after all, she pretended not to know Fu Sinian in front of him, and she still had to apologize.

The message responded quickly, with a gentle smile in his tone.

[No need to apologize, everyone has their own privacy. Even if you are an artist, I have a lot of things you don’t know or outsiders don’t know, so you don’t have to care too much, as long as you are sure that you have done nothing wrong. 】

After a pause for half a minute, he seemed to think about it before asking, "I don't know Mr. Fu very well. Does he plan to deal with those things outside?" 】

Qiao Yimo looked at the last sentence and was startled for a moment. For Shi An, she was a little entangled, whether he should be his current generation or a friend. The most respected and respected in her heart.

[It will only be more troublesome for him to show up. I plan to hand it over to the company and let them handle it. I don't want to take care of other things. 】

Even if she asked Fu Sinian, he would be too lazy to care about it, besides, he made it deliberately.

Shi An, [If there is anything I can help, you can tell me. However, will it affect the filming? I can ask the director to delay the boot time. 】

Qiao Yimo's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly replied, [No need, I'm fine, absolutely

It will not affect the shooting, so there is no need to delay. 】

How could it be possible that a film of "Phoenix Tour" has so much investment that it was postponed because of her alone.

【rest well. 】

Qiao Yimo replied very obediently, [Hmm. 】

Turning off the phone, she glanced out the window, lowered the brim of her hat, put on her mask and sunglasses, got up and left.

Stepping out of the coffee shop door, a group of people rushed towards her, quickly blocked her at the door, scrambling to take pictures with their cameras.

A familiar scene appeared, Qiao Yimo's body instantly froze in place, and the face he covered was a little flustered.

How can I remember

No one noticed when they came, why are they so fast

"Miss Qiao, are you and Mr. Fu really unmarried couple?"

"When are you going to get married?"

"Is Fengzi getting married? Fu is not always forced by Mr. Fu to agree to this marriage?"

"Miss Joe, why don't you speak?"

"..."

Qiao Yimo looked at the more and more people gathered, and quickly returned to his senses, and squeezed out in a panic.

She had let Xiao Xiao go long ago, and she was the only one left at this time.

The scene of the mall that used to be almost left a shadow in her heart. She squeezed the phone tightly, and she panicked infinitely.

"Sorry, let me... let me out..."

"Let me go, let me out..."

"..."

Before she squeezed to the outside, her way out was soon blocked again. Everyone gathered her a little bit in the middle and kept asking questions.

"Miss Qiao, would you please give us a reply?"

"How did Mr. Fu and you meet?"

"How is the relationship between Mr. Fu and you?"

Qiao Yimo trembled in her heart, dodged in horror, trying to pretend to be calm, "No, no, sorry, please get out of it."

Just when she was helpless, a shout suddenly appeared outside, "Sister Yimo, here, here, hurry up!"

Qiao Yimo was taken aback, before he could react, his wrist was suddenly caught, and then he pulled out.

When she rushed out of the crowd, she was dragged to run before she could see clearly.

"Quickly, Sister Yimo, here!"

"They're following, hurry up, here and here!"

Travel backpack, peaked cap, sportswear, tall and thin figure.

Qiao Yimo squinted his eyes and was pulled forward extremely fast by him.

Running, like a 100-meter sprint, turned several alleys.

"You... who are you?" she asked, panting.

The person in front took her and ran for a while, turned around, took off his sunglasses, and grinned at her, "Sister Yimo, it's me, Gu Zhen."

Qiao Yimo's familiar fresh and handsome face was startled, "Gu Zhen? Why are you?"

"I'll tell you later, ah, they are catching up again, come with me!"

In a hurry, the two got into an Internet cafe and hid in a private room.

Listening to finally no movement outside, Qiao Yimo pulled off his mask and sat on the ground, clutching his chest, panting hard, really tired.

"Ahem... How can you run like that?" She was exhausted.

Gu Zhen couldn't see any tiredness, he smiled, took out a bottle of mineral water from the backpack and handed it to her, "I usually like sports, sister, you still need to exercise."

After drinking some water and resting for a while, she went to the sofa, her eyes puzzled, "Why did you appear there?"

The child appeared too timely.

Gu Zhen laughed at the sunshine with a very pleasant voice, "My practice room is nearby, and I was about to go back. I saw a lot of reporters on the road. I thought it was going to block me, which made me nervous. I didn't understand until I saw you come out."

He paused and looked at her, with an inexplicable tone in his caring tone: "Are you okay? I just knew that Sister Yimo already has a fiancé."

Qiao Yimo immediately turned aside his gaze in embarrassment, and explained dryly, "Sorry, because it is a private matter, it is not disclosed to the public."

"But... Thank you for what I just did."

"It hasn't been long since you entered the showbiz, and you chose to get married so soon because you like him so much?"

The light in the private room was dim, covering part of his expression, but the tone was like a curious child.

Qiao Yimo was a little embarrassed, because he was much younger than herself and not very familiar with each other, so she didn't know how to answer this kind of question.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she nodded and said vaguely: "Yeah, I like it."

Immediately before he spoke, she changed the subject and said with a smile: "We can't stay here all the time, maybe they are all gone, shall we go out too?"

(End of this chapter)