Chapter 223 Extra - Liao Qian and Wu Cheng Chapter 11
In the past, how could he be so humble and beg her to like him? If he hadn't been drunk, he would never have said such words.
Most likely he was drunk or he mistook her for someone else.
Thinking of this, she sighed and took advantage of his unconsciousness to say something she wouldn't normally say, "Wu Cheng, it's not that I haven't tried, but liking you is too tiring. I still want to live a more relaxed life. I'm living a good life now."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt him hug her tighter, their bodies pressed closer together. He leaned against her shoulders, his voice a little unclear, "No, I won't let you get tired. From now on, I'll be the only one who gets tired."
"Stop it, you don't even know who you're talking to now."
"I know." After he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up straight, holding her face with both hands, moving a little closer, his eyelashes half drooped, his head lowered lower and lowered, his breath spreading and spreading to her cheek, a little hot, their noses lightly touching, he was still tilting his head, eager to move forward.
Liao Qian turned her face away and dodged.
His lips finally stopped moving.
"Wu Cheng, you are drunk." Liao Qian tried to calm herself down with a trembling voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her shoulder sink. He leaned against her shoulder, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
Not knowing where his home was, Liao Qian didn't know how to take care of people, so she could only temporarily help him lie on the sofa in the lounge.
As soon as he lay down, he grabbed her wrist and muttered, "Don't go."
"Stay with me."
Liao Qian wanted to break free, but found that although he was drunk, he was still very strong and held her wrist tightly.
She slowly squatted down, her eyes fixed on him, and looked at him carefully with the little light coming in from the window. Only then could she look at him seriously.
Worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep well, I raised my other hand to take off his glasses and put them on the table.
After waiting for a while, until he fell asleep, she slowly pulled her hand out.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard his phone ringing inside his coat.
Afraid of waking him up, Liao Qian took out her cell phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar call. She didn't save the number, so it shouldn't be someone important. It was even less likely that she would answer his call, so she put the phone aside on silent mode.
After doing all this, I saw that he was still sleeping and was not woken up.
She couldn't stay here forever, so she stood up and was about to leave when her cell phone vibrated. This time it wasn't a call, but a text message.
In the darkness, his screen lit up. Liao Qian glanced at it casually and saw that it was the missed call.
As for the content [Wu Cheng, I'm Qianqian, is it convenient for us to meet? ]
Is it Meng Qianqian?
The tone sounds very strange. Have they lost contact?
Liao Qian frowned, somewhat puzzled. Could it be that they had not been together all these years? Otherwise, why didn't they have each other's numbers saved, and were still in contact through text messages?
Of course, it is not ruled out that they had a quarrel and are in a cold war.
No matter which one it is, Meng Qianqian's initiative to ask him out means that there is still a close connection between them.
At this moment, Liao Qian became even more determined that what she was doing was correct.
Fortunately, I have never wavered, so I can still maintain a bit of dignity.
Taking one last look at the sleeping figure, she sighed softly, a look of relief flashing in her eyes, as pleasant as the spring scenery. Her voice was relaxed and clear, "Wu Cheng, I should have known this would happen. I wish you happiness."
You see, we are still standing in the same position as before, nothing has changed.
No matter how much time passes, it will still be the same.
Please cherish the people around you, and I will also look forward to it.
After walking out of the lounge and telling the waiter not to disturb him, Liao Qian left.
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From then on, Liao Qian gradually stopped thinking about it. She thought she had really let herself go.
For several months, she devoted herself to her work, filming movies, commercials, taking on endorsements, appearing on TV shows, and participating in various activities.
Half a year passed by in a blink of an eye.
At the company's year-end cocktail party, she met Wu Cheng again.
He was still as usual, standing and chatting with several shareholders of the company.
Liao Qian was wearing a light blue strapless dress. Her hair was cut short because she had filmed a movie before, and it only reached her chin. The stylist only added a crystal hairpin on one side to fix it, making her look like a snow elf in the cold winter wind.
Sister Qiao introduced her to several directors and asked her to take the initiative to make friends with them.
She went there without hesitation.
After chatting with her over, she happened to meet Fang Yi. He looked her up and praised her generously, "Very beautiful."
"Thanks."
Holding champagne, the two clinked glasses and said, "I didn't expect to see you today."
In fact, they haven't seen each other since that photo was taken.
During the time of rushing to attend announcements, it is generally difficult to see him unless it is a deliberate appointment. Fang Yi is usually low-key and rarely participates in many activities, so he is almost never seen.
"The movie is about to be released, I think it's time for us to meet."
Later publicity is unavoidable, but because of the previous rumors, I am afraid that during the publicity period, ambiguous hot searches will be everywhere, and there will be many people who support the couple.
"What you said is true, but everyone will talk about it again."
Liao Qian raised the champagne and took a sip, and suddenly she felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at her from behind, hot and scorching.
She turned around and looked in that direction. It was Wu Cheng, but he was talking to someone and didn't look at her.
It must be an illusion.
Fang Yi took the initiative to suggest, "Let's go over there. Director Fang is there. I can introduce you."
"good."
Liao Qian lifted her skirt and followed him to the other side.
Wu Cheng stared at her back, thinking of how they were chatting and laughing just now, his fingers holding the champagne clenched quietly, and his finger bones turned slightly white.
The person he was talking to was the company's director, Liu Zheng. Seeing that he seemed distracted and absent-minded, he joked, "I saw Mr. Wu looking in that direction all night. If you didn't know better, you would think he had his eyes on a celebrity."
Wu Cheng responded calmly to his words, "Boss Liu, you're joking."
"If Mr. Wu likes any of them, I can help."
These senior executives never take female celebrities seriously. It is common to see them treating celebrities like commodities while chatting and laughing.
To put it bluntly, in their eyes, those glamorous stars should be playthings of capital.
If you don't agree or are unwilling to do so, then you can forget about the company's resources and connections.
If you meet someone who is a little famous and has a little say, it doesn't matter if you have fewer resources, but offending the top management is not a wise choice.
Wu Cheng naturally heard the hidden meaning in his words. His expression was indifferent, but his voice was a little deeper. "I appreciate your kindness, but you don't need to help me. Mr. Liu, I don't care what you do, but no one is allowed to touch her."
Seeing him protecting his child, Liu Zheng became more and more curious, "So, who is it?"
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