Chapter 55: I'm willing to protect you

Grandma usually doesn't like to watch any gossip and entertainment news, so she shouldn't know Qin Zhiruo's scandal yet. Her old man has a bad heart, and she should be uncomfortable if she hears these gossips.

Qin Zhiruo thought about it and coaxed his grandmother to rest early, and he would go to see her when he had time, and he also reported his safety. After a few idle words, she hung up the phone.

Lu Yihe came over to care, and also felt that his grandmother was always alone in the hospital, and if Qin Zhiruo wanted to go to the hospital to see his grandmother, he would be a cover and personally drive him.

How embarrassing is this, Lu Yihe was originally a person on the side of the rumors, if he was seen by the paparazzi, he would make a big fuss. She just took Lu Yihe's busy business, so she didn't have to do this.

"You don't have to see outside, we've known each other for so long, you can accept Song Jiang's help, why can't you accept me?" Lu Yihe saw her and excused herself, so he emphasized their relationship.

People are usually happy to accept the good of others, but they may not be able to repay the whole amount to the other person. How can I get back what I have paid? But Lu Yihe also knew this truth, and he was still willing to plan for Qin Zhiruo and try to give her everything he had.

"You can do these things for me. Today I am going to rest, and don't disturb me with any business. Unless someone dies. Lu Yihe turned down his job, and after explaining to Mu Lin, he went to pick up Qin Zhiruo.

Originally, today was a day off, and Mu Lin planned to go out to dinner with his old friends, but he didn't expect the boss to leave his own affairs to him. Even if you pay overtime, you can't do that!

Mu Lin guessed that the boss was going to Qin Zhiruo nine times out of ten, otherwise who else could he mess with for whom? If you want to go out, you have to change your image. Qin Zhiruo wore a peaked cap with her hair wrapped inside, a set of neutral clothes, and a mask, just like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man, who could tell that she was a girl?

"You've lost weight in the past few days, and when the time comes, you'll have to eat more to make up for it." Lu Yihe looked at Qin Zhiruo's thin body, just like a teenager who had just been in the development stage, he was really thin, and his legs were as thin as chopsticks. Although this kind of figure is very camera-on, it will feel much better when she is still a little fleshy.

"I think it's good, I'm not fat. It's not like you can lose weight. Qin Zhiruo thought that he disliked himself for not being round and jade enough, and his heart was also low, her dry figure was indeed not as well-proportioned as Qin Kerou.

Qin Kerou has a figure and a face, so she is still very popular in the modeling industry, that's it, Qin Zhiruo can't compare.

"I don't think you're skinny, it's better to be fat. If outsiders see that you are so thin, they will blame your boyfriend for not being able to support you and wronging you. Lu Yihe also felt that Qin Zhiruo's thin physique was still very attractive, and many people couldn't envy her weird physique that didn't eat fat.

He gave Qin Zhiruo a proposal just now, and now he affirms her, and adding it together doesn't make her very sad.

It's flat, and there's nothing. Qin Zhiruo laughed, feeling that Lu Yihe was very good at talking, but he just wanted to target people. How fortunate she was to be one of the few.

In the hospital, my grandmother saw Qin Zhiruo and Lu Yihe come to see her, clapped her hands and rejoiced, and finally someone accompanied her.

"Ruoruo, how do you wear this dress?" Grandma was strange about Qin Zhiruo's dress, knowing that she didn't like to wear shorts and hats very much, why was it different today.

"It's windy outside, and I'm afraid my hair will blow up." Qin Zhiruo took off his hat and revealed his shawl hair. Grandma touched her ear, teased a few words, and then turned her gaze to Lu Yihe.

"I'm going outside to get a bottle of hot water." Lu Yihe saw that the water bottle was empty, and immediately took it out to fill it.

Qin Zhiruo smiled when she saw his intimate action, and when Lu Yihe closed the door, her face was touched by her grandmother.

"Don't look at it, grandma knows you're kind of interesting to him." Grandma quipped.

How did my grandmother find out? Qin Zhiruo was flustered and hurriedly denied it. But my grandmother shook her head, she could see that she was tempted, and advised: "If you like it, grab it, don't think too much, just try it." ”

How dare Qin Zhiruo think about it! At this time, Lu Yihe came in, and she was embarrassed to look at him. Now even my grandmother can see that she likes Lu Yihe, so more people will know about it in the future, so will Lu Yihe know?

If he knows, wouldn't it be hypocritical to refuse his pursuit next time? No, no, no. Qin Zhiruo still held back his thoughts.

On the runway runway, models walked back and forth in fashion. Behind the flickering lights, the director looked at the list of models and asked dissatisfiedly, "Where did Qin Kerou go?" ”

The first dress arranged today needs to be taken care of by the designated model, but Qin Kerou, an important person in charge, is not present, can it not make the director angry?

Wang Yi, who couldn't get through to the phone of the party, hurriedly pulled Qin Zhiruo from the design department to replace him, anyway, they are two sisters, this sister is not present, and it is the same for the sister to be in charge.

"I'll take care of it, Manager Wang, don't worry." Qin Zhiruo gave Wang Yi a package ticket. She was also not afraid and dominated the fashion show.

She directs the formation of the models and watches from behind. The eyes of several oil-haired and pot-bellied men watching the catwalk under the stage were green. To say that these models are all fresh graduates, there is nothing to say about the figure, what do you want, convex and backward, white skin and beauty.

The reputation of the modeling circle has long been said to be rotten by the public, after all, there are indeed one percent of those people who have problems with their style, so people also have incomprehensible discrimination in the modeling industry, and always feel that they are superficial and rely on their faces to eat.

"Come out for me! What a shameless vixen seduces my husband, see if I don't tear your face. Suddenly, a middle-aged lady came off the stage, ran to the stage like crazy, and pulled a model down.

The scene immediately became chaotic, and the people around came to pull the rack, and the model who was dragged down screamed.

"What's the matter?" Qin Zhiruo heard that something was wrong, so he hurriedly ran out from behind the scenes, jumped down from under the platform more than two meters high, pushed the middle-aged woman away, and picked up the model on the ground.

The model was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind Qin Zhiruo and hugged her legs, trembling all the time.

"Cheap woman, and accomplices to help!" The middle-aged fat woman had a lot of strength, and she was stopped by a few security guards, but she saw that Qin Zhiruo, who was protecting the model, was furious again, like a lioness in power, took out a pair of scissors from her leather bag and stabbed it indiscriminately.

Qin Zhiruo was still comforting the model, and before she had time to dodge, she saw that the scissors were about to pierce her eyes, and another person jumped down from the high platform and stretched out his hand to block it.

The fat woman's hand was punched and immediately retracted. And the scissors slashed on one hand.

Qin Zhiruo looked at the injured hand, hurriedly let go of the model, looked up, and sure enough, the person in front of him was Lu Yihe.

"Go to that band-aid, no, and disinfect it." Qin Zhiruo cried urgently, and held Lu Yihe's hand and asked Mu Lin, who rushed over, to hurry to the medicine box.

This is all her fault, Qin Zhiruo has been blaming herself, but Lu Yihe doesn't care about this, and whispers: "Fool, I am willing to protect you." ”