"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door, Zhou Chunyan glanced at her daughter, and made sure that she was completely dressed without any problems, so she opened the door with confidence.

"Hello, Auntie." A nice gentle male voice sounded.

Xie Pujia followed the prestige, and the person who came pushed a wheelchair in his hand, looking about twenty-three or four years old, wearing a white suit, with a tall posture, good looks, neatly combed hair, and looked polite.

"Are you the one Wanhua arranged?"

Zhou Chunyan was surprised, Wanhua's girl only said that someone was arranged to pick them up, she thought it was a driver or an aunt or something, but she didn't expect a young man with an extraordinary temperament to come.

"My name is Zhao Qingbai, and I am Wanhua's own brother."

Zhao Qingbai, Zhao Wanhua

Xie Pujia sighed in her heart, the names given to their children by the Zhao family all have beautiful meanings.

Zhou Chunyan heard that the other party claimed to be Wanhua's brother, and she was a little at a loss for a moment, through this period of getting along, she obviously felt that Zhao Wanhua was not just from a superior family background, from her words and actions, all revealed that this little girl's background was not ordinary, and she was the eldest lady in the family.

Then Zhao Wanhua is the eldest lady, isn't Zhao Qingbai in front of her the young master? How can there be a reason to let the young master work.

If Xie Pujia knew that her mother had so much drama in her heart, she would definitely laugh back and forth.

Zhou Chunyan hurriedly took the wheelchair pushed by Zhao Qingbai.

"Give me the wheelchair."

Zhao Qingbai dodged Zhou Chunyan's hand, and he smiled politely, "Wanhua told me to take care of your mother and daughter personally, how can I trouble you, an elder." ”

After speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and walked to Xie Pujia, who was sitting on the bed.

The little girl on the bed has short hair, with a dark green headband, and the two strands of hair near the ears on both sides are braided with a light green hair rope into a small braid, which is neither monotonous nor complicated, and the body is a pale green dress with a length to the calf, with medium socks and small white leather shoes, this green gives people a sense of vitality, making the whole person look playful and cute.

Zhao Qingbai retracted his gaze, placed the wheelchair on the side of the bed, pressed the fixed buckles of the four wheels to ensure that the wheelchair would not slide, and then stood in front of Xie Pujia, bent down slightly, hugged her waist with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around the bend of her legs.

The whole process was very fast, and Xie Pujia didn't have time to feel the pain.

"Thank you, thank you."

I don't know why, Xie Pujia stuttered a little.

Zhao Qingbai had a smile on his face, "No thanks." ”

After speaking, he naturally pushed up Xie Pujia in the wheelchair and said to Zhou Chunyan who was stunned on the side: "Auntie, let's go quickly." ”

Zhou Chunyan quickly came back to her senses, "Oh, good. ”

From the ward to the first floor of the hospital, and then to get in the car and set off, Zhao Qingbai did the whole process himself, without letting Xie Pujia suffer a little bump, Zhou Chunyan looked at a young man, his heart was full of praise, this person is too reliable!

"Auntie, I'll take you and Sister Xie to the audience after the meeting arrives, but I have other things to leave for a while, and I arranged two people to accompany you during the time I left, and I will tell them directly if I have something."

Of course Zhou Chunyan has no opinion, I thought that she was taking care of her daughter alone throughout the whole process, and she was afraid that her daughter would be injured, but now not only do you have reliable people to send them to the audience, but also arrange someone to protect them, so there is nothing to worry about.

Xie Pujia thought more than her mother, she touched the armrest of the wheelchair and looked at Zhao Qingbai in the co-pilot.

"Brother Wanhua, I need your contact information."

It's not for anything else, it's a performance hall, people come and go, Zhou Chunyan is not familiar with life, Zhao Wanhua should not carry a mobile phone on her body when she has a show, and the person arranged by Zhao Qingbai is definitely not as reliable as Zhao Qingbai himself.

Hearing this request, Zhao Qingbai glanced at the little girl in the back seat through the rearview mirror in the car, and happened to meet her gaze, and the two eyes met in the mirror, and finally Zhao Qingbai smiled at Xie Pujia in the mirror.

"Okay, no problem."

On Saturday in Linhai City, the streets were full of people.

Before arriving at the destination, Xie Pujia had already spied the prosperity of the city through the car window, with all kinds of colorful signs, crowded traffic, and pedestrians dressed like models in newspapers and magazines.

Xilu City can't be compared, let alone Yunlu City.

Xie Pujia began to worry about how she would get out of the car later.

As it turned out, her worries were somewhat unnecessary.

Zhao Wanhua's "small dance hall", and the word "small" is not touched at all, looking at it, magnificent, magnificent, even the outer edge of the wall is painted with golden paint, the driver of the Zhao family drove the car, the doorman at the door looked at the license plate and quickly let it go, all the way to the parking lot unimpeded.

After the car stopped, Zhao Qingbai carried the wheelchair and people out in wheels.

Xie Pujia sniffed the lingering breath on Zhao Qingbai's body, which seemed to be mixed with a little smell of smoke, and was buried by the smell of disinfectant water when he was in the hospital just now, but now he smelled it, and his nose was a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Qingbai wanted to continue to push Xie Pujia's wheelchair, but she politely refused.

"Brother Wanhua, my mother can just push it, you still have something to do, hurry up and take us over."

Hearing the refusal, Zhao Qingbai did not force it, and made room for Zhou Chunyan, while he stood in front of the two of them on the left to lead the way.

Entering the door, Xie Pujia found that the invitation letter given by Zhao Wanhua had no effect at all, and people didn't look at it, and after seeing Zhao Qingbai, she nodded directly and said hello, one by one.

Hearing this, Xie Pujia got goosebumps, feeling that he was not living in modern times, but in feudal antiquity.

Soon arrived at the audience, the two people arranged by Zhao Qingbai were already waiting in place, and Zhao Qingbai explained twice and planned to turn around and leave.

"Brother Wanhua!"

Zhao Qingbai looked sideways at the little girl.

"Contact."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingbai stopped, the smile on his face thickened, and he walked up to Xie Pujia and stretched out his hand, "Give me the phone, and I'll enter it for you." ”

Xie Pujia took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her white tweed coat that covered her legs and handed it to him.

Looking at the small and old mobile phone in his hand that he had never heard of before, Zhao Qingbai only paused for a second, and immediately returned to normal, quickly entered his mobile phone number, and returned it to Xie Pujia after losing.

Xie Pujia dialed directly to the newly appeared number on the mobile phone, and immediately hung up after hearing the ringtone on Zhao Qingbai's body.

Zhao Qingbai raised an eyebrow, as if asking her what she meant.

Xie Pujia smiled brightly, "Brother Wanhua, I'm just afraid that you will lose wrong, give it a try." ”

Zhao Qingbai didn't say anything more, and waved his hand, "Call me if you have something." ”

After that, he left only a back and left in style.

Xie Pujia didn't pay attention to his whereabouts anymore, but took his mother's hand, "Mom, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Hearing her daughter's words, Zhou Chunyan was relieved of her panic and anxiety because she came to bring a new environment, and held her daughter's hand.

"Okay, mom isn't afraid."

Today's second update!

Small Theatre:

Xie Pujia (disgusted): People who hate smoking.

Zhao Qingbai (same dislike): I hate people who eat mints!

Xie Pujia (white eyes): I hate people who pretend.

Zhao Qingbai (with white eyes): People who hate foxes and fake tigers!

Xie Pujia (huffing): I hate people who are inconsistent.

Zhao Qingbai (double-numbered forked waist): I hate people called Xie Pujia!

Xie Pujia: Phew, tui-