"This time..." Qiao Nian rarely explained why she did something or why she didn't do it. But at this moment, she was very patient. She looked at Ye Wangchuan on the bed with a trace of guilt in her dark eyes. She straightened her lips, unable to explain anything, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."
Ye Wangchuan knew too well the friendship she had with Jian Jin and Lu Zhi since they were young, and she also knew that Qiao Nian couldn't touch Lu Zhi not because of Lu Zhi himself, but most likely because of Jian Jin...
He estimated that Lu Zhi would never have another chance after this time. Compared with what Lu Zhi had lost inadvertently, the minor injury to his shoulder did not seem so difficult to accept.
It's just that he couldn't say it.
So Ye Wangchuan raised the corners of his lips, feeling pretty good: "If you really feel like you owe me, take some time out to accompany me to an engagement party."
"Hmm?" Qiao Nian was confused: "What engagement party?"
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyelids slightly and said, "The Bo family. Bo Zheng. He is getting engaged to a reporter and the date is set. He sent an invitation to the old man at home, but he didn't want to go, so he asked me to go instead."
"You know that this kind of party requires a female companion. Could you please give me a favor, Mr. Qiao?" He smiled faintly.
Qiao Nian knew clearly that he was probably taking advantage of her guilt and deliberately asking her to go back, but the words on the tip of her tongue still turned into: "Sure. Tell me the date and I'll make time in advance."
**
Three days later.
Ye Wangchuan was transferred from the hospital to the Red Alliance headquarters.
Qiao Nian also took the time to call Mo Xi and asked him to release the man.
In the manor.
After receiving the order, Mo Xi returned to the reception room and said to Nie Qingru, who had been waiting impatiently but did not dare to provoke Qiao Nian, "Queen, you can leave now."
Nie Qingru suddenly raised her head, her eyes sharp as a knife: "Where's she? Isn't she coming to see me off?"
Mo Xi raised his eyebrows: "Who are you talking about, old man?"
“…Are you asking Miss Qiao?” He had a half-smile on his face.
Nie Qingru's face suddenly turned extremely bad. She stood up, pulled her shawl, glanced at him coldly, and said, "I will leave the illegal area tomorrow. You ask her to see me off."
Mo Xi listened to her reasonable request and rejected it directly: "I can't contact Miss Qiao. How about you contact her yourself, Queen?"
Nie Qingru walked to the stairs and stopped, turned around and looked at him, her eyes full of hatred as if she wanted to swallow him up.
Mo Xi pretended not to see it and called to his men: "Brothers, let's go."
The others had long been fed up with Nie Qingru's behavior, so they packed up their things and walked away as if she were air.
"Let's go."
"Go back and take a shower."
"I've had enough of this damn place."
Nie Qingru watched them pass by her one by one, chatting as if no one was around, with the corners of her mouth drooping and her face becoming frighteningly gloomy.
But both the people in the bunker and Mo Xi seemed not to notice her embarrassment and had already discussed getting together to have hotpot later.
Nie Qingru felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't breathe out. His chest felt very stuffy, so he simply shook his hands and went upstairs without looking back.
Mo Xi saw her go up from the corner of his eye, kicking the strong man who was still talking to him about dinner in the evening on the knee, and scolded with a smile: "Okay, everyone has gone up. Stop acting and get ready to leave."
"good."
Nie Qingru didn't see that as soon as she went up, the group of gangster-like strong men below immediately put away their playful smiles on their faces, packed up the things they brought in an orderly manner, and prepared to evacuate.
(End of this chapter)