Jiang qingyin stood outside the crowd and looked coldly at the woman who was sitting on the ground with her hair disheveled. She enjoyed it with a wicked and sarcastic smile.
After watching for a few minutes, she moved and pushed the crowd aside, her voice cold."Enough, everyone, stop forcing Qiao Qiao."
When they saw her, the reporters stepped back and made way for her.
Jiang qingyin made her way to Luo Qiao's side smoothly and reached out her snow-white hand with a gentle smile. "Qiao Qiao, get up."
Luo Qiao looked up. Her eyes were red and a little out of focus.
Seeing her like this, Jiang qingyin said gently, " it's okay. Even if he's really sick, it's nothing. As long as he's patient, he'll definitely be fine.
As she spoke, she went to pull her.
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However, just as her hand was about to touch Luo Qiao, a strong force suddenly came from behind her. Jiang Qingfu felt as if the bones in her arm were about to be crushed. Before she could see the person clearly, she was thrown out.
She fell hard on the ground, and there was a piercing pain in her elbow.
She was stunned and slowly looked up.
The tall and slender Man stood there. His appearance was perfect and could be said to be stunning. At this moment, he was wrapped in a cold aura and his entire person was full of hostility.
Ming Siran did not even spare her a glance. His thin lips spat out a single word, " "Smash."
As soon as he finished speaking, his underling reached out and snatched the equipment from the reporter's hand and smashed it on the ground!
A series of heart-wrenching loud sounds immediately rang out in the surroundings.
The reporter watched as his equipment was smashed to pieces, and his face turned pale.
The man's thin lips and cold eyes swept over them, and the aura he exuded was frightening.
The scene that had been noisy just now, at this moment, no one dared to say a word.
Ming Siran came up to Luo Qiao. The man bent down and looked at her face. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he reached out to touch her.
His movements were very careful, as if he was touching something fragile. Looking at her, his eyes were filled with deep heartache.
She spoke with a hoarse voice,"Qiao Qiao Qiao Qiao."
Luo Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly looked up.
The man's exquisite and perfect face entered her eyes. He was wearing a spotless white shirt, and the lines of his face were smooth. He was so noble and handsome, and the gaze he used to look at her was extremely gentle.
For a moment, the image of her in the video flashed across Luo Qiao's mind. She held her breath and couldn't help but look away.
Ming Siran's heart tightened. He pursed his lips, lowered his gaze, and pulled her hand over, kissing the back of it.
The surroundings were so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop. Everyone present just watched this scene.
The man's posture at the moment was pious and tender, as if he regarded the woman in front of him as the most noble person in the world.
Luo Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to pull her hand back, but he wouldn't allow it.
Even his breathing slowed. After a long while, Ming Siran raised his eyes and looked at her. In a low and gentle voice, he said, " "Big brother will bring you home."
Luo Qiao felt her body lighten as the man lifted her up horizontally.
In the extreme silence, Jiang qingyin watched as the tall man held Luo Qiao in his arms, as if she was the world's treasure.
Blood seeped out from her wound. Jiang qingyin bit her lip hard. She felt that the pain in her heart was more heart-wrenching than the pain on her body.
She watched as Ming Siran carried her over.
The man's temperament was cold, and when he passed her, he stopped.
Jiang qingyin felt Ming Siran's gaze on her, and her breathing stopped.