Chapter Twenty-Three: The Man in the Photo

Her sneering eyes seemed to tell me: You deserve it!

At this time, Qi Chen's bodyguards managed to squeeze to our side and protect us in the crowd. But Qi Chen didn't take me away immediately, I saw him gently press my head into his warm arms, and I could smell the faint smell of cologne on his body, which made me feel inexplicably relieved.

"The man in the photo is me," I looked up at Qi Chen suddenly, but he stopped me tighter and glanced at me with a smile, "I originally wanted to announce our relationship to everyone after a while, but I didn't want such an accident to happen." I would like to declare to you that I am in a relationship with Ms. Mu Qingcheng and are ready to get engaged next month, and I hope you will be able to attend our engagement ceremony. And this incident, I will investigate to the end, those who leak other people's privacy must be severely punished, and please don't put too much pressure on Qingcheng, thank you. ”

I leaned on his chest, listening to his sonorous voice, powerful heartbeat, and slowly wrapped my hand around his waist, shrinking a little, tearing his pure white shirt. He left the banquet hall with me escorted by bodyguards, leaving behind the reporters who kept asking questions.

The silver Lamborghini was speeding down the road, and I folded my knees in the saddle and stared out the window at the buildings that flashed by. The colorful night scene was actually beautiful, but I didn't know what it was like outside, so I just stared blankly.

I don't know why Chen Fang did this, those photos were clearly taken on the night we were together for the first time, I didn't expect him to take such photos at that time, I suddenly felt very cold, hugged my shoulders to warm up. It turned out that Chen Fang had planned to take revenge on me from the beginning, he never stopped acting, repayment was just an excuse, he held me up to the clouds and then fell down hard, relaxed my vigilance, treated me gently, made me think that we would become the same as before, and then stabbed a knife in my heart, making me feel painful, this is his real purpose. It's all a conspiracy, I'm being played with by him, I'm alive, I'm dead, it's all in his hands.

Qi Chen saw that I was holding my shoulders and shivering, and turned up the air conditioner in the car by a few degrees, in fact, the weather was not cold, and there was no need to turn on the air conditioner at all, sweat oozed from his forehead, but he didn't realize it. He just wanted to comfort me, but he didn't open his mouth. The warm wind blows, it is very comfortable, but it still can't dispel the chill on the body, because it is not the body that is cold, but the heart, the heart is frozen, how can I melt it?

The car quickly drove downstairs to my apartment, Qi Chen parked the car, and saw that I was still staring out the window and motionless. He sighed lightly and took me into his arms, "Qingcheng, it's okay, it will always pass, you have been hiding for the past few days." Shall I arrange for you to go to Paris tomorrow morning? ”

After a long time, Qi Chen thought that I would not speak anymore, but he heard me open his mouth in a dumb voice, "I can't go anywhere." ”

"Good! Then don't go, then you have a good rest at home these days and don't go out. Feel free to call me if necessary. I'll look for a chance to see you tomorrow. His soft words were like a spoiling child, so gentle that I was afraid that I would cry. I knew he really cared about me and nodded.

"Also, I said that at the banquet just now to protect you. As for next month's engagement ceremony, we can go through the formality first, and when the rumors have passed, everyone will forget about it, and if you want, we will break the engagement again. Qi Chen carefully watched every change on my face, for fear that I would be angry and angry. I knew he was doing it all for me, and that if he didn't, my career would be ruined. The media will definitely use this to hype up, at least my acting career may be coming to an end, then all my previous efforts will be in vain. Although the result of what he said now would be mistaken for hype, it was still much better than the previous result.