"I'll leave the interview with L.A. to other reporters, and you won't have to follow it in the future. Tang Shaobai also glanced at the sedan in the rear mirror of the car, and opened his lips indifferently.

The owner of the sedan was L.A., and he didn't want his fiancée to get tangled up with her ex-husband.

"I'm a journalist, and it's my job to interview the people I designate, and if you just ask me to be a wallflower in the weekly magazine, then I'll resign tomorrow. Gong Ji retracted her gaze and leaned on the back of the car to close her eyes.

Tang Shaobai still wanted to say something, but when he saw Gong Xi's tired expression, he wisely stopped making a sound.

He knows this woman's temper, she seems to be very talkative, but she is actually very stubborn. What she has to do, no one can stop her. If he said more, he would only be afraid of upsetting her.

After returning to Tang Garden safe and sound, Tang Shaobai sent Gong Ji back to the room, and said softly: "I have no objection to what you want to do, but tell me where you are going first." ”

"It's me who is bad and makes you worried. Gong Ji smiled and nodded.

Tang Shaobai said a few more words before leaving.

Gong Ji stood at the door, watching Tang Shaobai walk away, and then walked to the door of the bedroom where he lived in Luocheng.

She hesitated to knock on the door, and just then, the bedroom door opened, and it was Los Angeles.

"Come in. L.A. naturally gave up his place, as if he knew she was coming.

"Uh, I'm just passing through. Gong Ji replied with a dry smile, thinking that it would be better to draw a clear line with Los Angeles, after all, this is Tang Yuan, coupled with their previous grievances and grievances, if the Tang family sees her entering and leaving the room in Los Angeles at night, it will only cause a bad impact.

"I saved you tonight, should you politely say thank you, I was hurt by you in the process of saving you," Luo Cheng said, pointing to the high-heeled mark left by Gong Ji on his face, "Out of guilt, should you rub medicine for me?"

Hearing what Luo Cheng said, Gong Ji did feel a little guilty. But guilt doesn't mean you have to ......

Before she could think about it, Los Angeles impatiently pulled her into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

At the moment when the bedroom door closed, Tang Shaobai, who was standing in the corner, had deep eyes and half-narrowed, standing in place and looking at the direction of the bedroom, with a dark expression on his face.

The palace concubine was pulled into the bedroom by Luo Cheng, and her body shrank subconsciously, and a sense of crisis came to her heart.

Luo Cheng walked a few steps, looked back at Gong Ji who was shrunk on the back of the door, and sneered: "What kind of expression do you have? Do I look like a bad person?!"

"Not really. Gong Ji hurriedly stood up straight, she didn't dare to tell the truth, she felt that Los Angeles was more terrible than ordinary bad guys.

"You have a little humanity, you should help me heal!" Luo Cheng said, holding out the medicine box and beckoning to Gong Ji, who was leaning against the door.

Gong Ji thought about it, but went to Luocheng in three steps, and took out the ointment to help Luocheng rub the medicine.

Luo Cheng's eyes were slightly closed, Gong Ji rubbed seriously, and his movements were very light, for fear of affecting the wound on Luo Cheng's face again.

"Thank you for saving me. "Wait until the medicine is polished, Gong Ji is serious.

Luo Cheng opened his eyes, looked at her deeply, snatched the ointment from her hand, and replied, "Usually the way to thank you for saving your life is to make a personal promise!"

Gong Ji was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't know how to answer, and the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for a while.

After standing for a while, Gong Ji smiled and said, "Rest early, I'll go back, good night." ”

She walked to the door, and L.A.'s voice came from behind her: "Don't do anything in the future!"