Chapter 130 Fire
It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the shock he had just experienced.
Lu Chen couldn't help but sigh that Miss Qiao's overall impact on the battle seemed to be greater than they had imagined!
"Boss, I've already investigated. The reason Miss Qiao's room caught fire was because someone put gasoline in it. The suspect is most likely the hotel waiter, but she just left. The police have issued a wanted warrant. As long as she shows up, she will be arrested immediately."
Zhan Tingbei's eyes were filled with cruelty: "Send someone to find her as soon as possible, and find out who is behind this. I want them to pay the price they deserve!"
How dare you hurt his girl!
Lu Chen, who was standing by, could not help but shudder when he felt the icy aura coming from him. He quickly handed over Qiao Yanmeng's cell phone that he had received from the program crew to Zhan Tingbei and quietly left.
Time passed, but Qiao Yanmeng never woke up.
But Qiao Yanmeng's phone kept ringing.
Such a serious matter as the fire in the room naturally could not be kept secret. Almost everyone in the design circle knew about it, including Liu Xiaoqing and others.
Many people are concerned and asking questions.
Zhan Tingbei only replied that Qiao Yanmeng was still in a coma.
The global designer forum is in a state of chaos at the moment.
Chinese designers were so angry that they criticized the F Design Association on the designer forum.
[You really tried your best to prevent Qiao Yanmeng from winning the championship! ]
[If anything happens to Qiao Yanmeng, we will never let you go! ]
The designer from country F replied: [You guys are so funny. The fire was an accident. What does it have to do with us? Who knows if you were afraid that you wouldn’t get first place, so you caused the fire and put the blame on us!]
When Liu Xiaoqing saw this, she became even angrier and retorted.
But the president of the F country design association is the administrator here, he directly banned them all and issued a notice:
[The incident with Designer Qiao was an accident. We are very sorry. We hope that some people will not make leading comments on the forum. If I see it again, I will completely ban the account! ]
Liu Xiaoqing and others were almost fainting.
Designers from other countries also felt it was quite pitiful, but society is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Besides, there was no evidence to prove that it was the F Country Design Association that did it.
Qiao Yanmeng, who was in a coma, didn't know all this.
She felt as if she was in darkness, unable to see anything in front of her, and very confused.
"Dream."
Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice, which was particularly gentle and affectionate: "Do you know? The first time I saw you, I felt that you were different from other girls. They all wanted to get close to me and become Mr. Zhan's wife, but in your eyes, there was only concern for Xiaobao."
As the man spoke, the world seemed to no longer be so dark. A beam of light appeared not far away, and Qiao Yanmeng ran over immediately.
The man continued, "Over the years, I have always thought that I should work hard to make Xiaobao happy, but your appearance has made me realize what home feels like."
"Even if you can't accept me for the time being, I will stay by your side, always, always."
Zhan Tingbei whispered, and after he finished speaking, he saw Qiao Yanmeng's eyelashes trembling.
He instantly became nervous and stared at Qiao Yanmeng, watching the girl slowly open her almond-shaped eyes and look at him with her sparkling eyes.
Qiao Yanmeng slowly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Zhan Tingbei."
Zhan Tingbei subconsciously squeezed her hand, and at that moment, he actually had the urge to tear up.
"How do you feel? What's wrong?"
"My head hurts a bit, but everything else is fine. Did I sleep for a long time?" Qiao Yanmeng asked.
"It's been seven hours."
Qiao Yanmeng's expression changed, "Then what about the competition..."
"The competition is over." Zhan Tingbei stared at her. "The F Country Design Association just called you, but I didn't answer. Do you want to go back?"
"Let me check my phone."
Qiao Yanmeng took the phone and saw many people asking about her concerns, as well as a message from Gao Qiang.
Gao Qiang asked her where she was and wanted to visit her on behalf of the association.
Qiao Yanmeng replied with the address.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Soon, Gao Qiang came with a bouquet of flowers. He spoke in a helpless tone: "Oh, Yan Meng, how could this happen? It's so unlucky. You haven't even participated in the finals and you're already in bed."
"Vice President Gao, does the association have no objection to this?"
"The association feels very sympathetic, and that's why they asked me to come and see you." Gao Qiang sighed, but there was a hint of provocation in his eyes: "You said you... hey, how come there was a sudden fire, and you can't even participate in the finals."
Qiao Yanmeng stared at him and said coldly, "Why can't I participate in the finals? My design drawings have already been designed."