Sure enough, Luo Ting stopped Qiao Yue's words, her face was a little embarrassed, she didn't expect that as Qiao Yue, she would be invited to participate alone, did she have any backing behind her?

Just as Qiao Yue was about to leave, Su Mingyuan, who had not made a sound, suddenly said coldly: "Are you going to stand here as a door god?" Get out of the way! ”

This sentence was obviously said to Luo Ting, because she had been standing in the way of Su Mingyuan.

Luo Ting didn't expect Su Mingyuan to suddenly speak, and she didn't give her face so much, her tone was cold and bad. A trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she felt a little aggrieved in her heart, no matter what, she was also his female companion.

Luo Ting turned her head and caught a glimpse of Su Mingyuan's handsome side face that was as cold as an iceberg, and hurriedly obediently got out of the way.

Qiao Yue glanced at them indifferently and said softly, "I'll go first." Without waiting for Su Mingyuan to react, she had already left with her long skirt and walked in the direction of the elevator.

Su Mingyuan's face became colder and colder, and his eyes became darker and darker.

This woman, it must be a misunderstanding.

1005 has always been his exclusive suite, if it wasn't for Luo Ting's skirt suddenly scratched and couldn't find a place to change it, stalking him, and he just happened to come up to get something, he wouldn't let Luo Ting enter his room, and he would have been in the same room with him for half an hour.

However, looking at Qiao Yue's indifferent eyes and indifferent attitude, he thought that no matter which woman he brought to this room, she wouldn't care.

Su Mingyuan clenched his fists violently and slammed the door, which shook the entire corridor a little loudly, and Luo Ting, who was standing on the side in fright, subconsciously shrank her shoulders and quickly took a step back to the side.

Qiao Yue stiffened, trying her best to walk calmly and elegantly, not letting her embarrassment and injury show, but the loneliness in her eyes could no longer be hidden.

Qiao Yue thought, fortunately now that he had his back to Su Mingyuan, he couldn't see the grievances and injuries in her eyes, otherwise, she should say that she was not self-sufficient.

After all, as an underground lover who can't see the light and is burdened with the obligation to repay her debts, what qualifications does she have to feel wronged.

Qiao Yue felt that there was always a pair of eyes watching her behind her, she lifted the corner of her skirt, walked towards the elevator step by step, and finally arrived at the elevator entrance, but she used almost all her strength.

Suddenly, "Bang! There was a loud bang on the ground, and even Qiao Yue, who was five meters away, was startled, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw Su Mingyuan striding in her direction.

A straight black handmade suit, well-cut to wrap his model-like figure, the buttons on his abdomen are tied up, modifying his lean waist, Su Mingyuan has no tie, the first button of the white shirt is not tied, casual but not lacking handsome, at the wrist, a centimeter of white shirt cuffs are exposed under the cuffs of the black suit, but the hands with long sleeves are tightly clasped together.

Italian handmade leather shoes stepped on the soft and thick carpet, barely making any sound, but Qiao Yue felt that the gradually approaching steps seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart, and as Su Mingyuan approached, her sense of oppression became stronger and stronger.

The pair of long legs quickly walked in front of her, Qiao Yue raised her eyes to glance at the handsome face, and when she touched the dark and cold gaze, she subconsciously turned her head away, not daring to look again.

Qiao Yue stared at the elevator door, maybe because there were many people today, she pressed the button a few times, but the elevator didn't come up for a long time.