Chapter 46: Do You Think I'm Touching Porcelain?
An Tong took advantage of the chaotic atmosphere and secretly ran into Yan Yichen's office.
When I opened the door, the room was much darker than before, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled down, draping the luxurious and neat office with a colorful glow.
"Why is there a sudden power outage?" An Tong closed the door and turned around, only to find that Assistant Lin was also in the office.
"Mr. Yan, then I'll arrange a power outage notice now." Assistant Lin said respectfully to Yan Yichen.
"Hmm." After speaking, Assistant Lin nodded politely to her and went out.
"It's all arranged?" An Tong walked over to him and asked.
"Well, you'll be back later."
As soon as Yan Yichen finished speaking, he heard the sound of the radio.
Power outage notice, go straight to work, and arrange people from the highest floor to go down the stairs one by one in a reasonable and orderly manner.
"Then why did you call me in? I could have gone early! An Tong frowned and said anxiously.
"Eighteen floors, are you sure?" Yan Yichen put down the mobile phone in his hand, leaned lazily on the back seat of the office chair, and squinted.
"Okay!" An Tong huffed and approached the sofa and sat down, "Anyway, I haven't encountered anything good with you, it's so late, I have to cook for my sister when I go back!" β
"Do you have a sister?"
"Yes! What's wrong? An Tong looked at his phone, and there was almost no power.
"It's nothing," Yan Yichen stared at An Tong's phone, "Or the phone I gave you earlier?" β
"Of course, you think I have a lot of money?" An Tong said angrily, his eyes never looked at Yan Yichen.
Yan Yichen's eyes were blank, he glanced at An Tong lightly, and did not speak again.
The office is back to its previous deserted state.
An Tong's nervous heart also relaxed, she was not afraid that the atmosphere would suddenly cool down, she was afraid that she was obviously embarrassed, but she still had to talk.
sent a message to An Mo, opened the book and pretended to look at it, An Tong didn't know if he had read it......
The afterglow of his eyes still couldn't help but glance in the direction of Yan Yichen, intentionally or unintentionally......
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As soon as Yan Xiaoxiao received the news, she put down the crew's play and ran out regardless of the obstacles.
The actor who played the heroine looked disgusted, "Who is she?" The scene that was just prepared just ran away? β
The director was helpless, "She is the eldest lady of the Yan family, and she can't afford to offend Jiang Shao." β
The female number one was puzzled, "Since she has power, why does she always play the role of a trick?" β
"Jiang Shao ordered it before, it can't be taken care of too obviously."
"Jiang Shao, is it Jiang Yihan, a famous person in Cloud City?" Female No. 1 asked in surprise, with a look of jealousy.
"Yes."
ββTianyi Hotel
At the door of the hotel, Yan Xiaoxiao hurriedly dialed An Tong's phone.
The drowsy An Tong tilted his head, the book slowly slipped down, and the phone rang violently, waking An Tong up.
"Hello?" An Tong's voice was a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.
"Antong, I have something urgent, can you come over quickly?" Yan Xiaoxiao hid at the door of the hotel, her tone impatient.
"Tiny?" An Tong looked at Yan Yichen on the right, the man was still at the desk, and his head was not raised to deal with the work, "What's wrong?" β
"If you're okay now, come here, I have something to help you with."
"Okay, I'm almost ready to go over now." An Tong listened to the sound outside, almost all the people were gone, and the whole building was still quiet.
"I'll send you the address." Yan Xiaoxin hung up the phone while playing.
An Tong stood up and looked at Yan Yichen, "Everyone is almost gone, I still have something to do, so I'll go first." β
After a few seconds, no one answered.
Yan Yichen didn't raise his head.
An Tong sighed, turned around, and walked out the door.
I don't know if it's a bad mood, or if I'm thinking about things, An Tong can even step on the stairs and fall down.
An Tong looked at his broken and red knees with an ugly face, "Fortunately, it's just a staircase, otherwise I would be miserable!" β
"Ahh An Tong climbed up with difficulty against the wall.
"Yes, indeed."
There was a cool swishing sound of mending knives from behind.
Yan Yichen's bright leather shoes first appeared in An Tong's line of sight, his gaze slowly moved up, his figure was great, he was in a suit and leather shoes, his facial features were clear and deep, and his dark ice eyes were more like people who were not close to him.
"I fell and injured myself, and I didn't know how to come and help me, and I was still talking cool there!" An Tong pursed his lips and said angrily.
"Aren't we okay?" Yan Yichen walked downstairs slowly, without a little hurry.
...... "An Tong vomited blood angrily, is there such a grudge?" It's okay, can you help me a bit? Helping others is fun, the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, do you understand? β
"Helping others? There's a lot of porcelain touching now, and I don't need it. A firm tone, without a trace of warmth.
"You-" An Tong was angry, and his voice raised a lot, "Do you think I look like I touched porcelain?" β
"Like." Yan Yichenyun spit out a word lightly, leaned against the guardrail next to the stairs, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his cold face was oozing with undoubted arrogance.
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An Tong shook his head directly, limped down the stairs, and complained in a low voice, "Big bastard, I don't have any manliness at all!" β
The sky is getting dark, and the stairs are even darker, and the real thing is not clear.
The hateful man, who was embarrassed to follow behind, watched her limp and walk so many flights of stairs with difficulty.
Every time the stairs turned, An Tong stared at the man behind him who walked slowly with eyes that he thought he hated.
The corners of Yan Yichen's mouth rose slightly, looking at her angry and eager to stomp her feet, like a little wild cat with teeth and claws.
"You look back at me so often, do you want me to help?" Yan Yichen's voice was magnetic and charming, but his words were undoubtedly lacking.
"Who bothered you to help?" An Tong retorted in a very unhappy tone, "Just don't get in the way in front of me!" β
"I'm not in front of you, I'm behind you."
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There are also ten floors......
There are also nine floors......
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An Tong felt that his leg was about to die, but at this time, he fell.
The phone rang again, and An Tong was even more upset.
"Hello?"
"Xiaotong, where are you? Why haven't you arrived yet? On the other side was Yan Xiaoxiao's anxious voice in the noisy atmosphere.
"Uh...... It's coming, it's coming, don't worry! β
An Tong hung up the phone and quickened his pace, the pain in his legs and feet made him very reluctant to look at the man behind him who was still calm and breezy.
"Hey! Can you help me? β
"Is this an order?" Yan Yichen raised his eyebrows and looked at her leisurely.
"......" An Tong took a deep breath and held back the words he didn't want to say in his heart, his voice was hard, "Dear Mr. Yan, can you help me, an injured person!" β
"You say like I'm bad and immoral." Yan Yichen glanced at her, and his calm eyebrows and eyes were bent.
At this moment, An Tong really wanted to kick him, isn't he very bad and immoral? Still need her to say?
"Okay, are you going to help or not? If you don't help, forget it! An Tong looked at him with disgust, and his tone was impatient.
"This tone is begging, and only I will help you." Yan Yichen sighed, stepped in front of her in a few steps, and squatted down, "Come up!" β
Before An Tong could react, he climbed up with a blank expression, and the familiar feeling was ......
It seems that the first time he carried her, he also accidentally fell.
Holding his neck, An Tong approached cautiously, the unique smell of the man's body, with a faint mint fragrance, smelled very comfortable.
Yan Yichen went downstairs steadily, neither of them spoke, and only footsteps remained in the whole building......
An Tong felt that her heart was very chaotic now, she was enjoying this moment, she was carried by him like this, and heard his heavy breathing, I really wish this staircase could be a little longer, a little longer......
"Thank you!"
Finally arrived at the bottom of the company's building, An Tong gently got off his back and thanked him in a low voice.
Yan Yichen didn't speak, and before leaving, he said in a deep voice, "Be careful in the future." Then he turned and left.
An Tong stared at his back until he faded away before he spat out a "Hmm." β
An Tong patted his head, "I almost forgot to get down to business." β
walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi to the address given by Yan Xiaoxiao.
A quarter of an hour later, An Tong limped out of the car and looked ahead, "Tianyi Hotel?" Why are you here? β
was muttering, a small person at the door of the hotel kept waving towards her, who else could this be Yan Xiaoxiao?
"My eldest sister, why are you here now?" Yan Xiaoxiao hurriedly pulled An Tong who was walking towards her, "Also, what's wrong with your feet?" Why are you walking on crutches again? β
"The company had a power outage, and I accidentally fell down the stairs, it's not a big deal," An Tong explained casually, glancing around, "Xiaoxiao, why are you here?" β
As soon as Yan Xiaoxiao mentioned this, he became anxious, "Xiaotong, you help me check someone, you go inside and ask the man surnamed Jiang at the front desk half an hour ago which room he lives in?" β
"Huh?" An Tong looked puzzled, "Surname Jiang?" Isn't that your brother? An Tong immediately reacted to the man who had helped them in the nightclub before.
Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes darkened, "You say yes, that's it!" He was busy pushing her in, "Don't waste time, I'll explain to you when I get back." β
After a while, An Tong walked out, "Hello, at 305." β
As soon as An Tong finished speaking, he saw Yan Xiaoxiao hurriedly take out a mask from his bag and put it on.
"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing here?" As soon as An Tong finished asking, he was hurriedly pulled into the hotel by Yan Xiaoxiao, leaving two words free and easy, "Catch the traitor!" β
An Tong's eyes widened, and he was still in a state of blindfolding.
Catch a traitor? What the heck? Isn't that her brother?
"Xiaoxiao, tell me clearly, what are you going to do?" In the elevator, An Tong kept asking.
"Oops! Go back and say it's okay, don't worry, I won't kill people or set fires! β
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The two sneaked up to the closed room 305.
"An Xiaotong, knock on the door!"
Yan Xiaoxiao looked at An Tong, and her tone was impatient.
"Me?" An Tong pointed to himself in a circle.
How can you be the same as Yan Yichen, call for help but don't say anything to yourself, don't kill people or set fires, but can you scare your fragile little heart!
"Yes, Xiaotong, hurry up, please......" Yan Xiaoxiao tried Bing's trick again, made a gesture of please, and pleaded with a face.
In the end, An Tong couldn't grind her, raised his hands, and knocked on the door.
And Yan Xiaoxiao, the woman, immediately hid aside.