Chapter 100 Please, give me another chance, two days
Mu Liansheng leaned back in the soft chair, looking at Xiao Jingrun and Qin Si nonchalantly, and laughed even more, "Why are you looking at me? Where is Zhaoye's maid?"
He didn't have the habit of dressing properly, and the collar of his shirt was loose, revealing his sickly pale neck and collarbone. Under the dim light, he even half-lay down comfortably, with his long legs, which had nowhere to put, raised and lightly tilted.
"I heard that our president has been getting close to the little maid recently. He chose her as a dance partner and introduced her to a job. You care so much about this. Does Mr. Xiao know about it?"
Xiao Jingrun chuckled when he heard this. "Student Jiang Zhiyue is so outstanding. I believe everyone who cherishes talent will do the same if we provide her with some help."
Mu Liansheng sneered disdainfully, "What a hypocritical and high-sounding statement."
Xiao Jingrun was calm and composed, his smile unchanged, "As for you, you kissed the girl against her will, it's really as bad as ever, no wonder you're annoying."
Bang! Mu Liansheng kicked the coffee table hard, making a sharp crashing sound. The sound exploded in the theater, startling Bai Yanzhu on the stage and almost pressing the wrong key. Even Gu Zhaoye looked up.
The guests below were completely silent, and no one dared to look up.
Once the smile on Mu Liansheng's enchanting face lost its charm, it became full of evil.
"Xiao Jingrun, do you think you are always high and mighty and loved by everyone? Just like your mother, you have to be a dog for your Xiao family."
"You're angry again, Liansheng." Xiao Jingrun's eyes curved into a light arc behind his glasses, and he said softly, "This is Yanzhu's concert, not a place for you to make trouble."
Qin Si sat between the two of them, his face sullen. He adjusted his cuffs slowly, the watch on his wrist flashing coldly under the crystal chandelier. It was a collector's model of Rolex, dull black, just like him.
He checked the time, stood up and left, walked to the exit, then turned around and said, "Xiao Jingrun, Liansheng is right. Not everyone has to be a dog for your Xiao family."
"People are divided into different classes at birth. Isn't that your philosophy, Young Master Qin? How come this philosophy goes against yours in our circle?" Xiao Jingrun still had a gentle smile on his face, but the sharpness flashing in his eyes was really scary.
Perhaps only at this time can you see a man who looks gentle and elegant, with his cold and thin lips, uttering such harsh and heart-piercing words.
He didn't need any decoration from head to toe, and he exuded the aura of a superior that suppressed the entire audience.
The situation was about to explode. Chu Junche finally realized that something was wrong. He put down his phone and looked up, saying, "Oh, this is Yeonjoo's concert. Why are the brothers quarreling?"
"Brother Jingrun, my brother asked you to go to the tennis court tomorrow, but he won't let me go with him. Why don't you talk to him and take me with you?"
He raised his cute signature smile and quickly jumped out to give everyone a way out.
"Unfortunately, you can't change anything." Qin Si actually wanted Xiao Jingrun to shut his dead mouth, but he just gave him a sarcastic look and walked away arrogantly.
Xiao Jingrun curled his thin lips into a smile, and then said a few words to Chu Junche.
At this time, Mu Liansheng looked at a figure in area B below the stage, and his eyes followed the girl until she left the theater.
Xiao Jingrun followed his gaze and looked over with interest, "Liansheng, don't you really like playing those boring games?"
"This time, I'm going to play something exciting with you."
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In the middle of the concert, Jiang Zhiyue took the little girl away to go to the bathroom.
The little girl was afraid of causing trouble, so she stretched out her little finger and gestured: "Sister Xiaoyue, I didn't mean to pee, I just couldn't help it..."
Children with physical disabilities have difficulty going to the toilet, so the number of times they can drink water each day in the orphanage is limited. When they are outside, the caregivers will also prohibit them from drinking water.
Because the little girl was very thirsty, she asked Jiang Zhiyue to give her a sip of juice before the show started, and Jiang Zhiyue met her request.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the contact with these children in the orphanage that Jiang Zhiyue had the motivation to work harder to survive in this world. Although she had no identity and was looked down upon and bullied everywhere, these intellectually normal children were trapped in wheelchairs all their lives because of their physical disabilities.
They live even more cautiously than she does. To ordinary people, drinking water is a simple matter and they don't have the right to choose. However, the children are still optimistic and actively learn various things to ensure that when they grow up, they can still make money with their skills.
Everyone is trying hard to live.
Jiang Zhiyue pushed the wheelchair and quickly took the little girl to the toilet according to the instructions on the map. She used a tissue to wipe the little girl. The little girl pinched her nose and smiled sweetly at Jiang Zhiyue.
Jiang Zhiyue took the little girl to wash her hands. The little girl tilted her head and blinked her big eyes. She poked Jiang Zhiyue's face with her little hand and said softly, "Sister Xiaoyue's hair is tied up, not long. Sister Xiaoyue's face is soft, like a doll."
"Sister Xiaoyue, are you an angel sent to save us?"
Children have very big and weird imaginations.
Jiang Zhiyue nodded, not puncturing the child's fantasy, and said, "It's very likely."
"Then I'm going to put Sister Xiaoyue in my pocket." The little girl immediately took out a miniature doll from her pocket. Jiang Zhiyue's mouth twitched slightly, which was rare.
However, she pushed her wheelchair out slowly, and before she had gone far, she saw two figures appear in front of her on the magnificent corridor.
The tall figure of the man came into view, dressed in black, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a perfect figure, and a strong aura, as if he was a walking hormone.
He seemed to be talking to someone, and the person opposite him was so scared that he fell to his knees with a plop.
"Master Qin, Master Qin... please, give me another chance, two days, just two days..."
"I swear to find that damn leaker and never let him damage Guangya's reputation!"
"Useless trash."
The voice was cold and indifferent without a trace of warmth.
Just by hearing this voice, Jiang Zhiyue knew that she had met someone she shouldn't have met.
She immediately turned around and pushed her wheelchair in the opposite direction.
The little girl bit her lips and tilted her head, "Sister Xiaoyue, this is the way back."
"Shh." Jiang Zhiyue made a gesture to keep quiet.
Hearing the noise, Qin Si asked his bodyguards to drag away the subordinate who was not doing his job well. His expression did not change from beginning to end, and he just turned around slowly.
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