Chapter 8: This is a misunderstanding
An Ruixin's collision was not only stunned by the person who was hit, but the few people who followed behind the person who was hit couldn't help but gasp.
An Ruixin was also startled, and the constant pain in her legs made her react much slower than usual.
But the smell of men's perfume that lingered on the tip of her nose reminded her of her situation at the moment very clearly.
Wait, men's perfume?!
An Ruixin suddenly came to her senses, stood up straight, didn't even look at the face of the person she bumped into properly, lowered the brim of her hat and said "sorry" and ran out of the person.
Ji Chengze wrinkled his brows and looked at An Ruixin's limping back, and the hand that stretched out to help her was frozen in mid-air.
"Mr. Ji, that girl just now seems to be very good-looking, it's better to ......"
The cautious voice came from the side of him, Ji Chengze's face was slightly gloomy, and he followed the prestige, and met the flattering and flattering faces of the people around him at a glance.
Ji Mingcheng, who was following him, saw the doubts that flashed in Ji Chengze's eyes, and came to Ji Chengze's side at the right time and whispered a few words to him.
Listening to Ji Mingcheng's explanation, the expression on Ji Chengze's face became more and more cold.
How could people like them not know that in every big hotel, there will always be one or two passages specially prepared for some special people.
And the men and women who come out of those ways, as long as they have a little bit of posture, will not be clean.
Who is Ji Chengze, Ji Mingcheng only needed a few hints, and he had already guessed the reason why An Ruixin appeared here.
Even the appearance of limping away with An Ruixin became intriguing.
Thinking of the vulgar trick that the woman who bumped into him was very likely to have just gotten off someone else's bed, and even just bumped into himself just to attract his attention and indulge in it, Ji Chengze couldn't stop feeling disgusted.
Glancing coldly at the company executive who tried to send An Ruixin to his bed, Ji Chengze casually took out a Jinpa.
I followed the fingers I had touched the woman before and wiped it one by one, and after wiping it, I threw it into the trash can on the side with a disgusted face, and walked away without looking back.
Ji Mingcheng watched his boss's every move, sighed, and warned the middle-aged executive who didn't know whether to live or die: "Don't be smart." ”
The man who had been frightened by Ji Chengze's glance froze in place, when he heard Ji Mingcheng's words, the cold sweat on his head became more and more turbulent, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his head, nodded again and again, and didn't dare to say anything more.
Unaware that she had been misunderstood as a high-ranking woman who did not hesitate to sell her body, An Ruixin hurriedly ran out of the hotel, took a taxi on the side of the road and rushed to the hospital.
Just now, in order to knock people down, the wound on An Ruixin's leg that had finally healed exploded again, and it took a long time to re-bandage the wound.
By the time Ann Ruixin returned home, it was late at night.
After running around all night, An Ruixin was tired enough, so she hastily cleaned up, and immediately passed out as soon as she threw herself on the bed.
It was the next day when I woke up again, and the phone at the bedside rang again and again.
An Ruixin struggled to pick it up, and Sister Liu asked excitedly and anxiously: "Ruixin, are you awake?" Why is it taking so long to answer my call? ”