The driver subconsciously stepped on the accelerator and the car stopped.
Luo Xiangdong said: "What's wrong?"
Liang Zijin looked out the car window, pretending to get out of the car. It's still raining outside. Luo Xiangdong hurriedly pulled her. Ask aloud: "Who did you see?"
Liang Zijin pointed to the girl outside the window who was surrounded by a group of bodyguards, frowned and said, "Lu Yao."
When Luo Xiangdong heard this, he couldn't help but follow Liang Zijin's line of sight and look out.
Liang Zijin is impatient. Even if the car door is locked. He said aloud: "Hurry down and take a look..."
Luo Xiangdong took her arm and said, "This is the Qiao family's personal bodyguard. Don't cause trouble."
Liang Zijin said: "Who said I was going to cause trouble? Didn't you see a bunch of them bullying a girl?"
Luo Xiangdong sighed secretly. She already looked like she was about to fight before she even got out of the car.
There was a bit of helplessness on the handsome face, but more of it was expected. Luo Xiangdong opened his thin lips while looking at the situation outside the car window. He said aloud: "You and she only had a chance encounter a few years ago. It's not a big friendship. Today is the day of the Qiao family's funeral, and the entire Ningshan Cemetery has been sealed. The bodyguards of the Qiao family will not miss it either. He grabbed someone else for no reason. Lu Yao must have caused something." Luo Xiangdong asked again: "Do you know what Lu Yao does?"
Liang Zijin shook his head: "I don't know, but I know she knows Guan Xin. Even if we don't have a close relationship, we have to look out for Guan Xin's face, right?"
Mention Ji Guanxin. Luo Xiangdong inevitably frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Wherever he is, there will be trouble."
Even so, he still asked the driver to get out of the car and hold an umbrella.
"You stay in the car, I'll go down and take a look."
Liang Zijin said: "I'll go too."
Luo Xiangdong said: "Don't go down there, or you'll catch a cold again."
The driver held an umbrella and opened the rear door, and Luo Xiangdong stepped out of the car. He walked towards where the crowd gathered. When the bodyguard leader saw him, he nodded and called: "Mr. Luo."
Luo Xiangdong glanced at Lu Yao, then glanced at Ding Siming who was lying on the ground without any trace. He asked aloud: "What's going on?"
The bodyguard leader replied respectfully: "Sorry to disturb Mr. Luo, a reporter sneaked in and took photos. We are dealing with it."
He said it calmly, but looking at Ding Siming's appearance, it was obvious that one of his arms had been broken.
Lu Yao has never met Luo Xiangdong in person, but his appearance is not unfamiliar to her. She can always see him on various televisions and magazines. Now Luo Xiangdong was the last life-saving straw for her and Ding Siming, so she didn't care much. She cast her eyes for help on Luo Xiangdong, opened her lips that were purple from the cold, and said aloud: "Mr. Luo, we have already Everything I took was handed over, and there were absolutely no negatives saved.”
Luo Xiangdong glanced at Lu Yao. She was very young. Even though she was like a drowned rat in the rain, she still couldn't hide her beauty. I remember not long ago she called Liang Zijin and begged Liang Zijin to find Ji Guanxin. Could it be that there was something going on between her and Ji Guanxin
After thinking about it, I looked at Lu Yao again. Her eyes were big and long, not to mention that she looked like a couple to Ji Guanxin.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiangdong suddenly felt that he should help both emotionally and rationally. Ji San'er has been single for several years. It's not good to be single all the time. Today he will give him a favor.
His eyes slid from Lu Yao's face to the bodyguard leader, and Luo Xiangdong said with a calm expression: "Since everything has been handed over and people have been taught a lesson, it is better not to see blood on a day like today and let it go. "
Once Luo Xiangdong spoke up, the bodyguard leader naturally wanted to give him face, but he couldn't afford to sell it, so he still wanted George Sheng to make the final decision.
The hesitation in his eyes just flashed away, and Luo Xiangdong understood and took the initiative to say: "You call Mr. Qiao, and I will talk to him."
The bodyguard leader was worried about how to say this. Since Luo Xiangdong mentioned it first, he felt happy before it was too late. After nodding, he called George Sheng.
The call was connected not long after. The bodyguard leader handed the phone to Luo Xiangdong. After Luo Xiangdong took it, he said, "Mr. Qiao, this is Luo Xiangdong."
George Sheng's voice came through the mobile phone: "Mr. Luo."
Luo Xiangdong said: "Sorry to bother you, I saw an acquaintance on the way out. She is an old acquaintance of my wife. My wife wants to catch up with her. Can you please let her go first?"
George Sheng said: "Mr. Luo, wait a moment. I'm on my way over. The guests were a little busy just now and I didn't have time to see you off. I'll be there in one minute."
Luo Xiangdong responded: "Okay, then I'll trouble you to come in person."
"Mr. Luo is polite, as you should be."
In fact, the relationship between the two is not familiar. Luo and Haiwei Group have never had any business cooperation, and Luo Xiangdong and George Sheng are acquaintances. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the sake of Liang Zijin and Ji Guanxin, Luo Xiangdong would not owe George Sheng a favor for Lu Yao.
Luo Xiangdong handed his cell phone to the bodyguard leader. He heard the car door closing behind him. He turned around and saw, sure enough, Liang Zijin came out of the car.
She wore a tight-fitting black knee-length mid-length skirt and a pair of open high heels of the same color. She held an umbrella and ran over here in small steps.
Just as Luo Xiangdong was about to say why she came down, Liang Zijin had already passed him like a gust of wind and stood in front of Lu Yao holding an umbrella.
Lu Yao was already soaked, her face was pale, and her lips were purple.
Liang Zijin frowned and said, "Lu Yao, are you okay?"
Lu Yao looked at Liang Zijin in front of her, her nose suddenly sore, and tears welled up, but they were mixed with the rain and could not be seen by others.
Shaking her head, her throat was tight and she couldn't speak.
In the blink of an eye, a Bentley parked next to everyone. Someone got out of the car and opened an umbrella to greet George Sheng who came out of the back seat of the car.
At this time, George Sheng had already taken off his white mourning clothes. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers. He was as tall as Luo Xiangdong and was like the most perfect model. He could wear any clothes very stylishly.
Anyone who has heard about the history of the Qiao family knows that George Sheng's biological mother was very beautiful, and George Sheng inherited most of her mother's appearance. Her handsome face makes people unable to take their eyes away.
It's just that no matter how beautiful his face is, it will be covered up by the cold aura emanating from his body.
I don't know if it's the wrong day today, or if George Sheng is always like this, but as soon as he appears, the temperature around him drops, and the rain hits his body, making it even colder.
George Sheng came to Luo Xiangdong, nodded and said: "Mr. Luo."
Luo Xiangdong also nodded and replied: "Mr. Qiao."
George Sheng glanced at Liang Zijin and Lu Yao. Liang Zijin was holding an umbrella, half of it resting on Lu Yao's head. It was true what Luo Xiangdong said, they were old acquaintances.
"Since you are Mrs. Luo's friend, I don't want to stay too long. Please help yourself."
When Liang Zijin heard this, he immediately took Lu Yao's arm, as if he was afraid that George Sheng would regret it, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qiao."
George Sheng nodded slightly and said calmly: "Mrs. Luo is too polite."
Liang Zijin pulled Lu Yao to leave, but Lu Yao bent down to help Ding Siming, wanting to take him with him.
When George Sheng saw this, he said without changing his expression: "Is he also an old acquaintance of Mrs. Luo?"
Liang Zijin knew the background of the Qiao family, and it was good to be able to rescue Lu Yao alone. She didn't want to embarrass Luo Xiangdong, but Lu Yao grabbed Ding Siming's clothes and refused to let go, so she had to look at Luo Xiangdong in embarrassment.
Luo Xiangdong replied: "He is Lu Yao's colleague. The two of them are young and ignorant. I say sorry to Mr. Qiao on their behalf. The bodyguard said that everything has been handed over and they did not leave any negatives. On a day like today , It’s better not to make too big a fuss, otherwise Mr. Qiao will be uneasy when he leaves.”
When George Sheng heard this, the corners of his lips curved up slightly, and he said, "Since I am Mr. Luo's friend, of course I won't embarrass myself, but I still hope that whatever happened in the cemetery today will not be reported in the future. , after all, my dad didn’t like reporters taking secret photos when he was alive.”
Luo Xiangdong said: "Of course, I promise that today's matter will end here."
George Sheng said: "With Mr. Luo's words, I feel relieved."
After saying that, he winked at the bodyguards, and a group of bodyguards immediately withdrew from Lu Yao and Ding Siming, leaving a large space of way.
Lu Yao leaned down and tried to lift Ding Siming who was lying on the ground, but Ding Siming had fainted from pain and had no strength at all. She couldn't pull him up by herself. Liang Zijin held the umbrella with one hand and helped to pull it with the other hand. Luo Xiangdong was angry with her for having such a heroic temperament that she would always draw a sword to help when the road was rough, but he also felt sorry for her.
Just as he was about to step forward, he heard George Sheng say: "Go over and help."
As soon as he finished speaking, two bodyguards came over to help support Ding Siming on his left and right sides.
George Sheng looked at Luo Xiangdong again and asked: "Mr. Luo, do you want me to send a car to take them back?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "No, I have already troubled you a lot today. I will treat you to dinner another day."
George Sheng smiled: "Okay."
Ding Siming was helped into Luo Xiangdong's car by his bodyguard, and Liang Zijin and Lu Yao also got into the back seat together. After Luo Xiangdong greeted George Sheng, he got into the passenger seat, and the driver drove all the way away from Ningshan Cemetery.
In the back seat, Ding Siming was leaning to the side, half dead. Lu Yao didn't dare to touch his injured arm, so she could only look at him with a pale face.
Liang Zijin took the handkerchief from Luo Xiangdong. She wiped Lu Yao's hair while saying, "Lu Yao, you are not injured anywhere, are you?"
Lu Yao shook her head, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: "Sister Zijin, thank you and Mr. Luo."
Liang Zijin said: "Why thank you? Can I still pretend not to see it?"
After saying that, she frowned and said, "You two are too courageous. Don't you know that everyone can report the news about the Qiao family?"
Lu Yao lowered her head and let the water droplets flow down the tips of her hair.
Liang Zijin was angry and distressed. He raised his hand to wipe her face, and then said: "You are a reporter, you must be a cutting-edge person, right?"
Lu Yao replied in a low voice: "Yes."
Liang Zijin's frown deepened: "Then doesn't Ji Guanxin know you are here?"