The car drove smoothly on the road.
A few minutes later, Qiao Yimo took out his phone and checked the time.
The awards party was originally scheduled for three hours. Now two hours have passed, and she may be too late to go back.
After thinking about it, she was about to call Xiao Xiao to explain it first, when a call came in suddenly.
Lu Ziyan's number.
She raised her eyes to look at the man who was driving quietly in front of her, and pressed to connect.
"Shao Lu."
When Fu Sinian heard these two words, his eyes squinted in anxious manner, and he quickly returned to normal.
Lu Ziyan's always smiling voice now turned into gritted anger, "Qiao Yimo, do you think it's a pain in your selves to bring you out tonight, and leave without a sound, you Are you kidding me?"
Qiao Yimo felt that he seemed to be really angry, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry... I had to go in an emergency, and I will personally apologize to you tomorrow."
It was she who was wrong, it would be unbearable for anyone, and it was understandable that he was angry.
But even if she was given another choice, she would still do that. Mo Nan's hometown is a foreign country, and she has no relatives here. Except for her best friend, there is almost no other person with whom she can contact, and she can't help it.
"You should apologize to me. I haven't lived for so many years and haven't been as embarrassed as tonight. You can't catch a chance if you give you a chance. If you are like you, you can't expect the fuck." Lu Ziyan was anxious and spoke more Is a bit merciless.
Qiao Yimo didn't care either, still feeling guilty, "Lu Shao, I'm really sorry, I'm still outside now, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Still out there?" Lu Ziyan's tone changed suddenly, as if he laughed low, and then hummed softly: "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation tomorrow, otherwise I would think that you are in such a hurry to go out to catch the rape. "
"..."
Qiao Yimo's eyes flashed abruptly, looked at the man in front of him, and stiffly said: "It's not what you think, I have to hang up in advance, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Without waiting for a reply, she quickly cut off the call.
Afterwards, looking at the rearview mirror quietly looking at the man's expression.
He still looked forward without squinting, as if he didn't even move his eyelids.
Not to mention any other look.
Qiao Yimo was sure that the soundproofing effect of the mobile phone was still very good. He probably didn't hear Lu Ziyan's subsequent words, and his heart relaxed slightly, but he felt a deeper sense of loss.
He really didn't care about her affairs at all.
…
The car quickly arrived at Mo Nan's apartment, but the man did not intend to get off the car, but asked quietly, "Go back or stay?"
"You go back first, she is too drunk, I need to stay and take care of it."
Qiao Yimo took the lead to get out of the car as she said, but the moment her feet fell, the pain in her heart felt like a thorn, causing her legs to soften, and her body instantly crooked and hit the car door.
Fu Sinian was aware of the sound neither light nor heavy, and frowned, then asked, "What's the matter?"
Qiao Yimo immediately stood up straight and shook his head enduring the pain, "I'm fine!"
She thought she would be all right after resting for so long, but it was obvious that her ankle was really twisted.
She stretched out her hand and pulled Mo Nan's wrist to slowly lift the person out. Every movement was suffering from huge pain, and her delicate little face almost wrinkled into a ball forbearingly.
If Fu Sinian didn't notice her strangeness, he would really be a fool.
He pushed the door to get out of the car, held the door with one hand, squinted his eyes and looked at her up and down, speaking slowly, "Is your expression constipation or dystocia?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo was so painful that she didn't care about him anymore. She put Mo Nan's arm on her shoulder. She stood on the side of the road, straining her nerves and squeezing out a chuckle with all her strength, "Thank you for sending us back soon." Yes, you go back soon."
Fu Sinian took a deep look at her and didn't ask any more. He returned to the car neatly, started the car, reversed and left without any pause.
Qiao Yimo watched the car leave, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he helped Mo Nan turn around and walked towards the apartment building.
The slender figure, one deep and one shallow, moved forward staggeringly.
Fu Sinian, who hadn't left the community, happened to see through the rearview mirror, the moment when the ink was thick, there was a ripple, and then it slowly spread into a clear chill, unconsciously slowing down the speed of the car.
Qiao Yimo helped Mo Nan walk to the elevator. While waiting for the elevator, he finally leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
The cold sweat was almost shed, and the small face under the light was even more pale.
"Are you planning to scrap a foot and let me raise a disabled person in the future?"
The woman who was closing her eyes and immersed in pain, heard the sound and opened her eyes suddenly, and saw the man who had clearly left, and her voice trembled unconsciously, "You... haven't you already left?"
The man's eyes were on her already swollen feet, and he said lightly, "If you are disabled, your parents may tell you that they will go to the Fu's house every day."
"..."
The lethality of this sentence is almost a hundred times stronger than that of a foot injury. She gritted her teeth and couldn't help but excuse in a deep voice, "They won't."
The corners of the man’s lips pulled out a slight arc, looking at her long red dress with a slit on the side of her lower body, a thin leg half exposed, white and smooth, her eyes deepened, her apple rolled a little, and she chuckled, “I’ve gained tonight Not a lot?"
"Ok?"
Qiao Yimo didn't understand what he meant for a while, turned his eyes to look at him, followed his gaze and dropped his head on his exposed white legs, his pretty face suddenly turned pale and ugly, "This is the clothes prepared by the agent. I have no reason to refuse."
He never gave up the opportunity to humiliate her.
The man's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotions. "Your agent is more transparent than you. It probably took a lot of work. The skirt matches you very beautifully, and even a man can't hold it."
The bright red that suddenly broke into the bar really amazed everyone, even him, even though he had been married for so long, it was the first time he saw her so dazzling.
Qiao Yimo's white teeth bit his lower lip, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his feet. He raised his eyes and looked into his eyes, his voice filled with thin anger, and he said every word: "I said I didn’t prepare this dress. If you care, I won’t wear it like this next time.”
At this moment, the elevator door opened with a tink.
She didn't hesitate, helped Mo Nan walk in, and raised her hand to press the close button.
The door was about to close, and the man walked in with a straight body, his handsome face could not show any other expressions except indifference.
Qiao Yimo was a little startled, "What are you doing after coming in?"
"Make-love!"
After dropping the two words, the man suddenly grabbed her chin and lowered his head and kissed it.
(End of this chapter)