Jian Yang followed Mo Cishu out of K2. The streets were deserted. Calling an ambulance at this time would be too noisy, so Li Qian prepared to have someone drive Zhao Xiaoyun to the hospital.
The night wind was still cold, and the people from the Thirteenth Division were already assembling and preparing to return.
Looking at Zhao Xiaoyun sitting on the steps in a daze, Jian Yang slipped out from beside Mo Cishu, walked over to her, squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xiaoyun was holding a hand warmer in her hand, which Li Qian had bought for her at a roadside store.
Zhao Xiaoyun was lost in thought: "Sister Yang, if it weren't for you today, I might really be doomed."
She knew that there were unspoken rules in the industry, and many people relied on these rules to get ahead.
But she never thought that one day, even if she refused the unspoken rules, she would be insulted by the other party. She was an artist, not so simple, but she never thought that some people could be so bad.
Xiao Junlan's character really pushed her to the limit.
Even after escaping from that den, she still felt a lingering fear.
Jian Yang smiled, looking at her as if she were a young girl who knew nothing about the world. She stretched out her slender fingertips to stroke the hair by Zhao Xiaoyun's ear, carefully smoothing back the messy strands. She said, "Who in this world hasn't encountered difficulties?"
Jian Yang: "You're still young. Consider this a lesson. Don't go on such dates casually in the future. After all, there won't always be another Sister Yang to save you."
There is only so much she can do, and this time Zhao Xiaoyun was lucky enough to have a chance to be saved.
It may not be the case in the future.
Jian Yang looked down and saw Zhao Xiaoyun's bare feet on the ground, her toes curled up from the cold. The high heels she should have been wearing were nowhere to be found. Wouldn't she catch a cold if she went barefoot on such a cold night?
Just now, Jian Yang was so focused on taking her for a run that he didn't even notice that she wasn't wearing any shoes. Now that he saw it, Jian Yang couldn't help but feel distressed.
How can a little girl endure such injustice?
"Ah..." Jian Yang took off her pink slippers and carefully put them on Zhao Xiaoyun's feet: "Little girl, you must take care of yourself. Be careful not to catch a cold tomorrow."
There was still some warmth left in the plush slippers, which instantly brought a little warmth to her cold feet.
Zhao Xiaoyun looked at Jian Yang squatting in front of her, and her nose suddenly felt sore, and all kinds of grievances surged up from the bottom of her heart.
"Sister Yang!"
She suddenly hugged Jian Yang, threw herself into her arms and burst into tears.
Jian Yang comforted her for several minutes, and Zhao Xiaoyun finally calmed down a little. At this time, Li Qian came over and said to them, "Everyone going to the hospital has been arranged. Shall we leave now?"
Jian Yang waved his hand: "I don't need that. Just take her for a checkup. Remember to get a full body checkup, and tell me if you feel any discomfort."
Zhao Xiaoyun was stunned, and her tearful eyes fell on Jian Yang's shoulder.
She still remembered that Jian Yang blocked it for her. Is it really okay not to go to the hospital?
"Go, I'm fine." Without saying anything more, Jian Yang pushed Zhao Xiaoyun into the car next to him.
Seeing her leave safely, Jian Yang's tense nerves finally relaxed.
"Everyone knows to teach others to cherish themselves, but why don't you follow these principles when it comes to yourself?" Mo Cishu's voice suddenly sounded. Jian Yang was stunned and turned around to look back.
Director Mo stared at her feet on the floor with a gloomy face. He didn't know how long she had been standing there.
He failed to persuade her for a few minutes, and Jian Yang rushed into K2. Now he didn't watch carefully for a few seconds, and even his shoes were gone.
Jian Yang was embarrassed and rubbed the bear sock on his left foot nervously against the instep of his right foot.
I sighed in my heart, wow, this night is so cold!
The stones are cold.
"You are so caring towards others, I'd rather you freeze to death!" Mo Cishu walked up to her and said as he looked at her thumb in her sock that was dancing in the wind because of the cold.
Jian Yang hid her hands in her pajamas sleeves and said with a sigh, "She needs it more than me. She's already injured, and she doesn't even have a pair of shoes on her feet. It's too pitiful. Anyway, I'll be back soon. It's not a long way, so it doesn't matter whether I wear shoes or not."
She always cared about others but not herself. Mo Cishu was too lazy to listen to her excuses. He opened the car door beside him and said, "I'll take you home."
Jian Yang suddenly tugged at his sleeve: "I drove here."
Mo Cishu was stunned: "Where is the car?"
Jian Yang pointed to the red Lyka not far away.
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t, "My car."
Mo Cishu's mouth twitched. He looked at the red sports car she was pointing at, then at the black Land Rover beside him. Suddenly, he felt a little embarrassed.
At this time, Li Qian was just coming from Lyka
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She walked over and said to Mo Cishu with a grin, "Director Mo, look at that red sports car over there. It's quite valuable, isn't it? This is the first time I've seen one in S City! Is it more expensive than your Land Rover?"
That beautiful red paint, those handsome lines. It's a replica of the supercar in the Fast and Furious movie!
Mo Cishu rubbed his brows and said, "Yeah. Expensive."
Li Qian continued to ask curiously, "How much is it?"
Mo Cishu glanced at him and said, "That one is enough to buy these twenty of mine."
Li Qian was stunned for a moment. After a rough calculation in his mind, he exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't that... 90 million!??"
Mo Cishu: “Yeah.”
His Land Rover has been slightly modified, and the price is about 4.5 million.
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He suddenly turned to look at Jian Yang: "Why are you driving such an expensive car for no reason?"
He is someone who never shows off, but today he is being arrogant.
Jian Yang looked so innocent: "It runs fast."
It doesn’t matter whether it’s expensive or not, what matters is that its speed is really great!
When you are rushing to save someone, you don't have to choose a good horse.
Otherwise, it would take less than half a day to get a taxi, and Zhao Xiaoyun would be dead by the time she arrived.
Li Qian was stunned.
This car, is it Jian Yang's? ?
His gaze towards Jian Yang instantly shone with light, and he looked at her as if she were a golden statue. "Rich second generation."
Seeing how diligently she worked on her promotions, he had always assumed Jian Yang was an ordinary girl, middle class at best. He hadn't expected her to casually ask for a car worth 90 million now. Was this what it meant to keep wealth to oneself?
Li Qian slowly moved closer to Mo Cishu and said in a low voice, "The woman you went on a blind date with was actually a wealthy woman..."
Mo Cishu looked confused: "Otherwise, do you think the person I'm going on a blind date with can be an ordinary citizen?"
How could a man whose casual suit costs hundreds of thousands of yuan go on a blind date with an ordinary person who earns 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month?
His family was not ordinary, so the blind date that his family liked must also be ordinary. However, he and Jian Yang did not like to show off their wealth, so others would think that they were of ordinary status.
But he didn't expect Li Qian to really think Jian Yang was an ordinary person. It seemed that everyone had a big misunderstanding about Jian Yang.
Mo Cishu said, "Her parents are both biology professors. In the past ten years, they have been in charge of national first-line scientific research projects and are at the forefront of the industry."
Such senior executives are never short of money.
His daughter wanted a sports car, so of course, since his parents hadn't been around all year, they bought her one. He wasn't surprised that Jian Yang had one. He was just surprised that she happened to drive it out tonight.
Li Qian's eyes lit up: "Oh~"
I have always treated Jian Yang as an ordinary person, which is really disrespectful.
Mo Cishu turned to Jian Yang and said, "Let's go. I'll take you home in your car first. You won't have to make another trip to move the car later."
Jian Yang nodded and got into his car first.
Mo Cishu looked at her back, then turned to Li Qian and said, "Keep a close eye on the people from K2. Don't let them cause any more trouble for Zhao Xiaoyun and Jian Yang. They're all thousand-year-old foxes. There's no guarantee that Boss Qi Kang will strike again."
Li Qian's expression suddenly became serious: "Yes."
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