Chapter 78 If You Have to Give Up
When Chen Qing reacted, Yan Baiqing hugged her and squatted at the angle between the table and the ground.
The piano stand was in pieces and several piano bodies were lying aside, but she was safe and sound.
Yuan Hui ran over yelling, "Mr. Yan, did you break anything?"
Yan Baiqing helped Chen Qing up and away from the danger zone. "I'm fine, how about you?"
He was so concerned that he forgot etiquette for a moment.
Chen Qing was held in his arms while he checked his head and shoulders. He finally found a scratch on his arm. The wound was rough and blood was oozing out.
"There's a medicine box in the car." Yan Baiqing took her out.
Chen Qing broke free and said, "I'll just go back to the dormitory and deal with it."
Yan Baiqing grabbed her wrist again, using a little more force.
Seems a little angry.
The wound was not deep, just long, and there was blood, which looked scary.
Yan Baiqing pinched her arm with his left hand and held a cotton swab in his right hand, gently brushing it, "Does it hurt?"
Chen Qing gritted his teeth and said nothing.
He leaned in closer, his cool breath blowing on his arm, easing the sting from the potion.
"It's hot, don't wrap the wound." Yan Baiqing rubbed it subconsciously with his fingertips, "Are you worried about scarring?"
Chen Qing shrank back, "Don't worry."
The man's palm was pressed against the inside of her arm, dry and warm.
A subtle kneading.
This was a distance they had never experienced before, beyond the boundaries of their relationship.
"Mr. Yan, are you in a bad mood?"
"Call me Bai Qing." He said in a deep voice.
Chen Qing pursed her lips, "Bai Qing."
Yan Baiqing focused on applying the medicine and didn't look up. "Why do you think I'm in a bad mood?"
"Just a wild guess."
"Guess the reason again."
The potion seeped into the wound, and Chen Qing's face wrinkled into a mess. "Are you dissatisfied with the ending of the Tao family?"
Yan Baiqing smiled and asked, "Are you satisfied, Qing'er?"
"...I have no grudge against the Tao family. Tao Siran targeted me, and I've wronged her in some way. She's been punished, so we can forget about that."
"I've offended you, yet you're so easy to talk to."
"It is already a great torture for a person to have to give up what he is most reluctant to part with."
"I have to give up." Yan Baiqing put away the medicine box and looked up, "Are you talking about Jingyan?"
Chen Qing was stunned. "It's her self-esteem."
"And you?"
"I?"
“If one day you have to give up, will it be torture?”
Chen Qing's breathing was broken and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
She wasn't sure whether Yan Baiqing was asking about Jiang Jingyan or someone else.
"I have to go back to the dorm."
Yan Baiqing withdrew his hand, his eyes never leaving her, "Okay."
Chen Qing ran out of the car and walked quickly with Yuan Hui.
…
In the next few days, Chen Qing prepared for the performance and final exams at school.
On Friday, the department head found her and said that the city was holding a cultural and tourism event that needed a erhu player and asked her to fill in temporarily.
Chen Qing knew that Yan Baiqing might have hinted to the school, but the matter was urgent and she had no time to shirk responsibility.
I took the subway to the scene and saw chaos backstage.
The original erhu player had a minor car accident on the road, and the person in charge wanted to change the program, and the superiors said that a female student was borrowed.
Chen Qing familiarized himself with the process. Fortunately, it was not an unfamiliar piece of music, he just needed to cooperate with the band.
This was the museum's opening ceremony, with an open-air stage and six live broadcast machines.
Before the show started, Chen Qing saw Yan Baiqing in the first row of the audience.
The visiting group included city leaders and investors, and none of the participants were not nervous.
Fortunately, it ended smoothly.
Yan Baiqing took the stage to deliver a speech, his aura was particularly solemn.
She looked at his back and suddenly remembered the only time in Zhounan that Jiang Jingyan publicly attended a post-disaster work meeting after two local units worked together to successfully arrest a group of economic criminals. Although he was not the main seat, he was the focus of the meeting.
He is serious in daily life, even more so in official business, and has an imposing demeanor that you can feel the oppression even through the camera.
After reading the news, Chen Qing became more in awe of this man.
But Yan Baiqing is different. Beneath his solemnity lies a hint of gentleness, a gentleness that comes from maturity and wisdom.
After the speeches, the camera crew took photos.
Yan Baiqing turned around among the leaders and found her accurately.
Chen Qing smiled and stood at the back of the team.
The cameraman in the audience shouted something, and people around her squeezed and shoved. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the crowd and grabbed her, carrying her directly to the front row.
Yan Baiqing was calm and composed. He tilted his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your help, Qing'er. This time, I owe you a favor."
Because there were so many people around, Chen Qing didn't say anything.
After the opening ceremony, the band leader arranged for the actors to go to the banquet hall, but she politely declined and prepared to return to school.
Yan Baiqing's driver stopped her and took her to the box. "Mr. Yan said there is a guest who wants to see you."
"Now?"
"Please wait a moment. He will come over after he finishes entertaining the visiting group."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Baiqing walked in, chatting and laughing with others.
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, then bowed slightly, "Director Zhang."
Director Zhang was obviously more surprised than her, "You...you are not..."
He looked back and forth between the two of them, speechless for a moment.
Chen Qing's palms were sweating.
Yan Baiqing unbuttoned his coat and asked, "Have you met Qing'er?"
"We met once at a teahouse last time. She and Mr. Jiang..." Director Zhang didn't continue and changed the subject. "It's true that everyone appreciates gold. Miss Chen, are you free to chat today?"
Chen Qing felt a prickling sensation on his back. "I still have classes at school. I'm sorry, Director Zhang. I'll definitely accompany you next time."
Yan Baiqing's face remained calm as he nodded.
She quickly picked up the violin case and left.
"Mr. Yan is very familiar with this girl?"
"Ripe."
"Then Mr. Jiang——"
He could hear their conversation behind him, and Chen Qing walked hurriedly, eager to get out of this embarrassing situation.
Jiang Jingyan introduced her to people in the circle for the first time, and then he saw her with Yan Baiqing.
Hundreds of mouths can’t explain it.
Let’s not talk about how Director Zhang will speculate about their relationship. Jiang Jingyan is a male chauvinist with a strong desire for control. What happened today is tantamount to a slap in the face.
Chen Qing felt guilty and called Lian Zhuo on the way back.
The other party told her that Jiang Jingyan was going to attend a cocktail party.
"Then... I'll go back to the apartment and wait for him."
"Wait a moment." There was a rustling sound, and then someone else came on the other end. Their voice was rich and penetrating. "Send the location to Lian Zhuo. I'll send a car to pick you up."
Chen Qing pursed her lips, "Is it appropriate for me to go?"
"Nothing inappropriate."
Well, she confessed first before telling it to others.
To avoid misunderstanding.
It was Lian Zhuo who came to pick her up. After arriving at the hotel, he called the etiquette lady to take her to the VIP channel.
The cocktail party officially started at nine o'clock in the evening. Chen Qing came to the lounge, opened the door, and saw a room full of people.
Tang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment and looked at the man on the sofa with an expression of disappointment.
Two girls in formal attire sat beside him, looking at each other in confusion. "Is this Mr. Xiao's female companion?"
Tang Xiaoming snorted and laughed, "How could I have the courage to do that?"
Jiang Jingyan sat with his eyes half closed, his suit jacket draped over his side, looking very lazy.
He waved his hand, "Qing'er."
Chen Qing's heart was pounding and he took a few steps nervously.
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