Chapter 115: Could it be that Jianlan?
"Thanks, but no, I'm not cold." Qiao Yue smiled a little awkwardly, and reached out to take off the coat that was draped over her.
To be honest, Qiao Yue didn't have a good impression of Gong Cheng, and even a little disgusted with this person because of his previous actions, and now he was still wearing a coat with his temperature, which really made her feel uncomfortable all over, and she couldn't wait to take it off quickly.
Qiao Yue's ears rang with what Gong Lele had just said: stay away from Gong Cheng, he is not a good thing.
Seeing that Qiao Yue was about to take off her clothes, Gong Cheng raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, trying to stop her movements.
"Let's wear it, it's not good if you catch a cold." Gong Cheng said with a seeming concern.
Gong Cheng's hand on Qiao Yue's shoulder did not mean to take it away, this position was the same as in the hall just now, it was also placed on Qiao Yue's left shoulder, but this time it was just a piece of clothing.
"No......" Qiao Yue was just about to open her mouth to refuse, but the clothes on her body were snatched away by one hand, and in the next second, the high-end blazer was slammed to the ground.
Qiao Yue raised her head in surprise, and saw Su Mingyuan standing behind her for some time, his face was so cold that he couldn't speak, even on the dimly lit balcony, Qiao Yue clearly felt his cold and angry gaze.
Gong Cheng also turned his head in surprise at the same time, and when he saw Su Mingyuan, he was obviously a little surprised, but immediately regained his smile, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand to him, and said politely: "It turned out to be Mr. Su, fortunately." ”
Gong Cheng is not a fool, over the years, he has followed his father Gong Zhihe in the shopping mall, and what kind of influence does his natural way Su Mingyuan's status and power have in the sea market and even the entire industry.
If anyone hasn't heard the name of Su Mingyuan, president of Dingding Fame Bridge Group, it is not considered to have been mixed in the business world.
Su Mingyuan glanced at Gong Cheng coldly, ignoring his outstretched hand, and the voice that came out was as cold as ice.
"My Wangqiao employees, it's not Mr. Gong's turn to care." After speaking, he glanced at Gong Cheng coldly, reached out and pulled Qiao Yue, who was dazed, and walked out of the balcony directly with the coat thrown on the ground.
Gong Cheng looked at the back of Su Mingyuan pulling Qiao Yue away, and then looked at the coat that had been trampled on the ground, he bent down, picked up the coat, and took a deep look at the direction where Su Mingyuan and Qiao Yue left, with a meaningful face.
After a while, Gong Cheng also walked out of the balcony with his coat, met a waiter, threw his coat directly, and said coldly, "Throw it away." Then walk in the direction of the VIP lounge.
Qiao Yue was pulled by Su Mingyuan and staggered after him, and from the balcony to now, Qiao Yue was completely confused.
The high heels under her feet stumbled on the edge of the long skirt, making Qiao Yue unable to walk fast at all, and Su Mingyuan, who was walking in front, took almost two steps with her long legs, and Qiao Yue could only hold the skirt in one hand and follow him with great difficulty.
Qiao Yue knew that Su Mingyuan must have been very angry to do this, because she could feel the terrifying aura emanating from Su Mingyuan's body, the cold was pressing, colder than the night breeze outside.
And his big hand holding her wrist, like an iron tong, was constantly tightening, Qiao Yue felt that his slender wrist was in his hand, and it would break in the next second.
But even though her wrist hurt, Qiao Yue didn't dare to make a sound, so she could only grit her teeth and persevere.
Finally arrived at the elevator entrance, at this time everyone was in the hall, the elevator was still five or six meters away from the hall, and it had to turn a corner to see, and now there was no one here.