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The sudden weightlessness made Qiao Yu instinctively reach out and hug Ling Chuanye's neck, crashing into his arms.
"you......"
Before she could speak, Ling Chuan started walking.
"What are you doing? What kind of occasion is this? What if we get photographed?"
Ling Chuan wasn't worried at all and continued walking: "My feet are like that, why would I worry about being photographed?"
Qiao Yu: "It's okay, I'll be fine after a while. Put me down quickly."
Ling Chuan ignored him, while Qiao Yu murmured in front of him.
"Don't move."
"Put me down," she said, trying to let go of his hand.
Ling Chuan also smiled, and the next second he loosened his grip on her, startling Qiao Yu. "Ah..."
Her grip on Ling Chuan tightened even more.
"Ling Chuanye, you bastard."
Ling Chuan didn't comment, and laughed even more freely. He simply let go of her arms and picked up her high heels.
With one hand firmly supporting the back of her knees, she could cling tightly to him.
With no support behind her, Qiao Yu had no choice but to resign herself to clinging tightly to Ling Chuanye, the faint scent of cool wood enveloping her entire body.
The two were immersed in the moonlight, with the occasional chirping of cicadas behind them, melodious yet not noisy.
Her heart pounded faster and faster in her chest, and Qiao Yu's breathing became heavier and heavier. She tilted her head slightly and saw his prominent Adam's apple up close. She asked, "Is your hand better?"
"It's a minor injury, it's healed long ago," he replied, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
Qiao Yu tightened her grip, afraid that she would fall.
Without realizing it, the hand holding her tightened its grip a little.
“Ling Chuanye.”
"Um."
What's your misunderstanding?
Ling Chuan paused slightly, looked down, and said with a hint of helplessness, "I haven't finished typing."
Qiao Yu was surprised by this answer and gave a vague reply.
Then I heard him ask, "Do you want to eat braised pork?"
"...Hmm, I want to eat it."
He smiled indulgently, his chest heaving: "I'll make it for you another day."
......
The black Lexus LM quickly disappeared into the night.
The white Alphard followed closely behind.
Inside the car, Ling Chuan also found iodine and wanted to apply it to Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu glanced at the front row and saw that it was both an assistant and a manager.
She pulled her feet back. "No... I'll do it myself when I get back."
Knowing her shyness, Ling Chuan didn't press her and could only awkwardly withdraw his hand.
After a few minutes of silence, Ling Chuan broke the silence again, "Qiao Qiao, you and Gu Yun Shen?"
Qiao Yu was slightly taken aback. She turned her head and saw Ling Chuan staring at her with a questioning look in his eyes.
"you guess?"
"I have no idea."
Do you believe it?
"I......"
......
A conversation that ended unhappily.
Ling Chuan's hesitation seemed to anger Qiao Yu.
As soon as the car door opened, without waiting for Xida to bring him slippers, he strode barefoot into the elevator.
Xida chased after him, carrying her slippers.
Yang Yu came over from behind in the Alpha, glared at Kimi a few times, took the high heels from his hand, and turned to leave.
Kimi, standing next to the car, looked into the elevator lobby, but it was already empty.
Then he glanced at his own artist sitting in the car, his face dark, his gaze still fixed on the elevator.
As soon as she entered the room, Qiao Yu walked towards it without looking back. Xi Da called out behind her, "Qiao Qiao, come out after you take a shower, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Qiao Yu did not respond and went back to her room, closing the door.
Xida: "......"
Yang Yu: "Nothing good ever comes from running into Ling Chuan."
Xida: "But tonight's scene was just too perfect."
Tonight, the group waited at the back door of the hotel. When the two appeared together, everyone was so surprised that their jaws almost dropped.
That scene, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, embracing each other with one arm, couldn't be more perfect.
Yang Yu also thought of that scene and felt a chill run down her spine: "If it gets photographed, then it'll be really hard to explain."
After saying that, he quickly picked up his phone to contact someone.
Xida nodded hesitantly, feeling like her ideal pairing was about to explode: "Yeah, but... what a pity."
Xida waited outside the bedroom door for almost an hour, but Qiao Yu still didn't come out.
Holding an iodine-soaked bandage, he was about to knock on the door.
A knock came from the entrance hall.
Yang Yu had just finished making a phone call and came in from the terrace. The two looked at each other with puzzled expressions. Yang Yu raised her chin and gestured for Xida to open the door.
The door opened, and Ling Chuan, dressed in a light gray casual suit, stood outside, holding an iodine swab in his hand.
His gaze fell on the same topical medication in Xida's hand, and he asked, "Did she apply the medication?"
He shook his head like a rattle-drum.
Ling Chuan was about to step inside when Yang Yu blocked his way, saying irritably, "What are you doing here?"
"Apply the medicine."
"No need for you to bother."
"No need to trouble yourself? It's been so long, why hasn't the medicine been applied yet?"
Yang Yu glared angrily at Ling Chuanye.
Ling Chuan suppressed his displeasure and said, "What's the use of glaring at me? Move aside, I'll go apply the medicine for her."
Xida Yangyu slowly moved aside to make way for them.
With the same apartment layout, Lingchuan naturally walked to the master bedroom door.
Yang Yu, standing behind him, reminded him, "She probably doesn't want to see you."
Ling Chuan paused, frowned, but still gently knocked on Qiao Yu's bedroom door.
A minute passed, and there was still no response from inside the room. Ling Chuan turned around with worry and confusion, silently asking the two people behind him.
Xida: "She's probably... asleep. Qiaoqiao hasn't been sleeping well these past few days, sometimes she needs sleeping pills..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ling Chuan turned the doorknob.
The room was pitch black, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering through the curtains, and the faint scent of gardenias lingering after a bath filled the air.
There was a bulge in the center of the bed, and Qiao Yu was sleeping quietly with her back to it.
Using the faint moonlight, Ling Chuan carefully approached the bedside and softly called, "Qiao Qiao..."
There was no response.
Lingchuan also turned on the bedside lamp and carefully dimmed the light.
He walked to the foot of the bed, knelt on one knee, and tiptoed to lift the blanket at the foot of the bed. When he saw a pair of fair feet covered with red marks, he stopped.
Xida and Yang Yu stood at the door watching everything. When they saw Ling Chuan kneeling down on one knee and starting to lift the blanket, Xida couldn't help but try to stop him, but Yang Yu raised her hand to stop her.
He took a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and gently wiped the wound. He was very careful with every swab, afraid of hurting her, and even his breathing was light.
After wiping the wound several times, I peeled off the adhesive tape and applied it to the wound.
Five or six bandages were pasted on her fair feet, giving them a somewhat mottled and broken appearance.
After finishing everything, Ling Chuan got up and went back to the head of the bed.
He wanted to turn off the light, but after a few seconds, he leaned down in the dim light.
She was fast asleep, her long hair slightly disheveled. He frowned slightly as he thought of something, then gently stroked her hair.
Thankfully, he dried himself off before sleeping, and he lingered in that moment, his brow relaxed.
He kept replaying in his mind the image of her holding him tightly, her warm breath spraying against his neck again and again.
After hesitating for a second, Ling Chuan also leaned down and gently kissed Qiao Yu's forehead.
The two people standing outside the door were immediately dumbfounded, and Xida's phone, which she had been holding up to film, unconsciously swayed at that moment.
Ling Chuan ignored the two people's surprise outside. He turned off the lights, walked out of the master bedroom, and closed the bedroom door under their astonished gazes.
After walking a few steps away from the master bedroom, she asked, "Yang Yu, have you been living with Qiao Qiao all this time? Why?"
Ling Chuan knew there must be a reason. Five years ago, she was very independent and quiet. Even when living in the school dormitory, she insisted on having her own room, afraid that someone would disturb her.
She is by no means a sociable person, and she would never invite anyone else to stay at her home.
Xida didn't expect Lingchuan to keep bringing this up. She thought of what happened three years ago, but she didn't know whether she should say it or not, so she just kept her head down.
Upon hearing this, Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, and Ling Chuan's previous statement left no room for doubt.
Yang Yu also thought of the snowy night three years ago. Yes, Qiao Yu used to be quiet and independent, but now she lives a life of fear and trepidation despite her seemingly glamorous appearance.
She curled her lip and said, "Why don't you ask her? It's best to let her tell you herself."
A bad feeling suddenly rose in Ling Chuan's heart.
......
The next day.
When Qiao Yu has breakfast, there are always two pairs of teasing eyes staring at her.
"What are you two doing? You've been looking at this all morning."
From the moment she got up, washed her face, and brushed her teeth until she sat down at the table to eat breakfast, the two men's eyes never left her face.
Xida covered her mouth with laughter, while Yang Yu shook her head, trying hard to suppress her laughter.
Qiao Yu: "Speak quickly."
Xi Da and Yang Yu exchanged a glance before Xi Da spoke, "Qiao Qiao, did you sleep well last night?"
"Get to the point."
"Um... guess who came by after you went to sleep last night?"
Thinking of the past, Qiao Yu's heart tightened, and her face paled. "Gu Yun Shen?"
Yang Yu, who was standing next to her, quickly patted her back to comfort her, "No, no, don't be nervous."
"Guess again?"
Seeing Xi Da's enthusiastic expression as a couple, Qiao Yu understood perfectly.
What's he doing here?
After finishing her sentence, Qiao Yu lowered her head and ate her food.
Yang Yu stared at her face: "Of course... I'm here to apply medicine for you."
"What?" Qiao Yu looked blankly down at the awkward band-aid on her foot, but a warm feeling welled up in her heart for no reason.
Xida rested her chin on her hand enviously: "Teacher Ling is so thoughtful."
Yang Yu teased with a mocking expression, "It seems... it's not just about applying medicine."
Qiao Yu frowned: "...Then...what else?"
Yang Yu teased her deliberately, "Guess?"
Qiao Yu smiled and tickled her, "I can't guess, tell me."
Yang Yu laughed and hid behind her, "Haha... I'm not telling you."
Qiao Yu had no choice but to find another way, her doe-like eyes turning to Xi Da, "Xi Da...okay Xi Da..."
Xida had no choice but to slyly hand over her phone, saying, "Qiaoqiao, you two are such a perfect couple."
Qiao Yu clicked on the video.
In the dimly lit bedroom, the scenes from last night played frame by frame. By the end, Qiao Yu could hear her own heartbeat pounding wildly.
Her face turned red, and even the roots of her ears were bright red.
She raised her hand to the spot where Ling Chuan had kissed her last night, and could still feel the warmth and softness of his lips.
How dare that person do this while she was fast asleep? Yet she wasn't angry at all; she felt a tickling sensation in her heart, as if something was crawling and sprouting.
Qiao Yu deftly clicked the send button and transferred the video to her phone.
Yang Yu laughed so hard she clutched her stomach at her series of little actions: "Qiao Qiao, you've already fallen for her?"
Qiao Yu glared at the two of them shyly.
Yang Yu: "No, my heart has always been with him."
Xida exclaimed as if she had heard some incredible gossip, "What? Qiaoqiao's sweetheart is Teacher Ling?"
Over the years, there have been paper airplanes in Qiaoqiao's house, monthly charity events, and a few songs that she has listened to hundreds of times.
Everything has a traceable pattern. She knew that Qiao Qiao had someone in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask.
It turns out it was Ling Chuan.
The couple she shipped has become a real couple!
"Wow, the princess was awakened by the prince's kiss, how romantic!"
......
afternoon.
Xi Da Yang Yu accompanied Qiao Yu back to the company.
He returned the expensive high heels and dress to Gu Yunshen.
Gu Yun Shen sat at his desk, maintaining his aloof demeanor, and said, "I'll accept this as a gift."
Qiao Yu replied calmly, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Gu, but it's too much for me to accept."
Gu Yun Shen chuckled: "Why did you leave first last night?"
Qiao Yu: "The shoes don't fit properly, so I have to go now."
Gu Yun Shen raised his eyes and gave her a cold look before looking away after a long while. "Qiao Qiao, you've been getting quite close to Ling Chuan lately, haven't you?"
Thinking of the person who appeared in the elevator that night, even though he was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, his intuition told him that it was Ling Chuanye.
Qiao Yu smiled faintly: "President Gu, you asked me to take the variety show, and you also asked me to introduce it last night."
Even the films directed by Yu were recommended by him.
He was the one who gradually led her to Ling Chuanye's side; she was simply going with the flow.
Gu Yun Shen was unable to refute for a moment. His expression changed slightly, and he suppressed his anger, saying, "Go and get busy."
Qiao Yu turned and left without looking back, and behind her came the crisp sound of documents hitting the ground in the office.
Qiao Yu smiled even more gently.
It was nearly six o'clock when I stepped out of the elevator.
Qiao Yu was wearing a mask, and the three of them were chatting and laughing when they were attracted by a loud noise coming from the company gate not far away.
The man was wearing a black jacket and casual pants, with a black motorcycle hat covering his face completely.
With one hand on the motorcycle handlebars and the other holding a white motorcycle helmet, which hung lazily at his side, his two long legs were placed obediently on either side of the motorcycle.
A crowd of people who had just exited the elevator gathered nearby.
"Wow, who is it? This car is so cool, the person is so handsome, they must be handsome too."
"Why don't you go up and ask for a phone number?"
"No, I'm afraid he'll reject me."
"Going there won't do any good; they're obviously just waiting for someone."
......
Through the black motorcycle helmet and his slender figure, Qiao Yu immediately recognized him as Ling Chuanye. Her expression changed slightly, and she stopped in her tracks.
He's gone mad!
To dare to dress like that and parade around in the city, riding a motorcycle in front of the Canyu Building.
This is insane! If they get recognized, what will the reporters write about them?
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