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Well, the whole audience was watching me.

Now it's all up to me.

My gaze swept over Fang Yewei, his face cloudy as if he would anticipate what I was doing.

I walked directly in front of Fang Luyao, and Fang Luyao at this moment was still that arrogant appearance.

"Smack." I stretched out my hand and slapped Fang Luyao directly, I used a lot of force in this slap, and it completely had the effect of relieving feelings.

"Why?" I said this in trembling words, with a pitiful look on my face.

If I do this, it will make Fang Yewei and Fang Luyao think that I am an impulsive person without a city government, which can reduce their resistance to me.

Although I haven't seen Yan Shaocheng's expression, I believe that he must have fully appreciated my performance.

How could Fang Luyao suffer, how could she, who had never suffered a loss, endure it?

"Are you crazy?" Fang Luyao pushed me, and I fell to the side directly.

It's as weak as a gust of wind that can blow it down, and my head is particularly dizzy.

"Miss Fang, are you alright?" The security guard who helped me just lifted me up.

I couldn't stand up.

"Lu Yao, what are you doing?" Fang Yewei naturally has to express his position, otherwise there is no way to explain in front of the directors. "Shao Cheng, immediately send Jingxian to the hospital. Lu Yao, in the near future, you better be quiet and don't come to work in the company for the time being. Meeting. Fang Yewei shook his sleeves and left, and his anger could be heard from the sound of him walking.

It's so heavy that it's a little chilling.

I could vaguely see the back of Fang Luyao leaving in a bad mood, and the sigh of the directors leaving.

Sure enough, this meeting has been ruined by me, but my purpose has been achieved, which is good.

"You go to work first, I'll take care of it here." Yan Shaocheng asked the security guard to leave first, and he helped me to get up, but my feet were unconsciously weak.

In the huge conference room, only Yan Shaocheng and I were left. At this moment he was holding my body with his arm to prevent me from falling.

"Okay, everyone is gone, don't act anymore." Yan Shaochengyun said this lightly, he really understands me, otherwise, I wouldn't have been pinched to death by him like this.

But this time, even though I was acting, my body seemed to be really uncomfortable.

My feet were unconsciously weakening, and I felt a little too tired, and I felt that my body was already a little overloaded.

Yan Shaocheng also seemed to notice my abnormality, I didn't say a word for a long time, I was so tired that I didn't want to speak.

Yan Shaocheng sensed that something was wrong, and reached out to test the temperature of my forehead, and sure enough, the temperature was very hot.

I had a low-grade fever a few days ago, but now it's a high fever, and I find that I can easily change my body temperature.

I'm sweating on my forehead right now, and I'm no longer interested in laughing at myself.

"You have a fever." Yan Shaocheng looked at me, and his face was particularly strict.

I smiled and looked at him, now that my goal had been achieved, there was nothing to worry about.

"Fang Jingxian, I now find out that you are really a madman." Yan Shaocheng said this, I don't know if it is a kind of appreciation for changing direction, after all, I am very dedicated, and I will never stop until I achieve my goal.

Yan Shaocheng picked me up, all the way from the elevator to the parking lot, he hugged me very tightly, at least I didn't fall down.

I grabbed him by the hem of his shirt and whispered to him in my ear, gasping for breath. "This is the time to play the role of a journalist."

I have a smile on my lips, and I mean it very simply. Yan Shaocheng should also be able to understand.

I just want reporters to "unintentionally" see me like this and make a fuss.

"Fang Jingxian, you are really desperate enough." Yan Shaocheng listened to my words, and he couldn't tell what kind of tone he meant, and I didn't have time to think about what he meant.

Yan Shaocheng naturally understood what I meant and came out of the side door, but he didn't walk very fast, on the one hand, because he was holding me, and on the other hand, he wanted media reporters to find out.

"Over here." When a reporter found out, he immediately rushed over, and for a while the reporters surrounded him.

"Miss Fang was fine when she went in just now, how could she come out like this now?"

"Mr. Yan, is there something going on inside?"

"Are you going to take Miss Fang to the hospital now?"

"I don't know what kind of mood Mr. Yan has for his fiancée Fang Luyao at the moment?"

"You sent Miss Fang Jingxian to the hospital, are you sorry for what Fang Luyao did?"

Yan Shaocheng naturally can't say a word, what kind of person is he, how could he make a mistake, it is useless to say a word at this moment.

"Mr. Yan."

The reporter was finally stopped by the security guards, and my mind was a little clearer.

I don't know whether Yan Shaocheng's driving skills are good or not, I only know that now Yan Shaocheng threw me directly on the back seat alone, as if he was treating a piece of goods, expressing Yan Zhan's dissatisfaction.

"Yan Shaocheng, you're going to throw me to death." I didn't have that much strength to get angry, but now I'm going to be killed by him with a brake.

"You still have the strength to speak, and you don't look very sick."

Yan Shaocheng's face is fully displayed in the rearview mirror.

I don't know if to be grateful for his speed or to take revenge on his intentions.

"If I were you, drive a little slower. Or don't take me to the hospital, find a no-man's land and throw me to fend for myself. Maybe my brain will burn out, so you can be considered to have peace of mind. "I'm joking, my little trick is just a child's game in front of Yan Shaocheng.

"If you say one more word, believe it or not, I'll throw you out?" Yan Shaocheng is threatening me with this?

I laughed, I really didn't believe he would throw me down.

"If you wanted to throw it, you would have done it a long time ago." I really don't know where I got so much confidence to be so sure.

Maybe it's because I'm burned and unconscious that I say something like this.

"Then I'm really a failure, and I don't even have the ability to bluff you." I don't know if I guessed right or wrong.

Although the interior of the Bentley is luxurious, it is really not comfortable to lie in the seat.

Maybe it's because the car is not long enough and there is nowhere to put the legs. It really doesn't feel very comfortable.

"But I have a way to cool you down." Yan Shaocheng has always spoken with an air of a scoundrel in his words, of course he was deliberately flirting when he said this, but I don't understand the mood, especially in this case, it may be to disappoint him.

"Turn down the air conditioner, I'm sleepy." I didn't try to refute his words, and suddenly I realized that I didn't have the heart to wave my claws when I was sick.

It cannot satisfy Yan Shaocheng's theory of thorny roses.

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