"Old Qi!" The bodyguard pushed the reporters aside in a domineering but measured manner to make way, and Gu Lingfeng and Zhao Si got into Qi Heng's car together.
"Here I am." Qi Heng was in a bad mood, which was really embarrassing.
Gu Lingfeng looked at Qi Heng and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself, wanting to say something again.
Qi Heng was really worried that he would get bored. "Just say what you want to say..."
After receiving his brother's approval, Gu Lingfeng didn't hesitate and started gossiping directly: "Are you really going to propose?"
Ji Mubai and the others also knew about this matter. They didn't feel comfortable touching Qi Heng's feelings directly, so they secretly created a group to discuss it behind the parties involved, and then delegated Gu Lingfeng to do this wicked thing.
Gu Lingfeng cursed, but still accepted this unethical job. The reason was simple: he really wanted to know.
Zhao Si wore a mask and a hat, and his long hair was tucked into the big hat. Otherwise, his appearance would definitely be more explosive than the gossip about Cong Rui, an 18th-tier singer. He is more popular than Cong Rui, but the key is that he disappeared for too long, and no one came out to explain no matter how his fans made a fuss. It was incredible.
Zhao Si was fully armed, with only his eyes exposed. He was staring at Qi Heng intently, waiting for his answer. Qi Heng couldn't see his expression, but he felt that Zhao Si's face was full of sympathy that was only concealed.
Qi Heng wants to hit someone...
"...I do have this plan..." After hesitating for a while, Qi Heng spoke slowly.
Gu Lingfeng and Zhao Si were both emitting the sorrow of "Brother, you are too miserable." Seeing Qi Heng, who was about to cry and full of love, Qi Heng felt disgusted and hurriedly tried to make up, "I have completely forgotten it now!"
"oh."
Gu Lingfeng and Zhao Si nodded in unison, their expressions serious and their eyes determined, but the three words "I don't believe it" were written on their faces without any concealment.
“…” Qi Heng was speechless.
Qi Heng: "Forget it... Let's break out of the encirclement first."
"OK."
Qi Heng's car is quite expensive and has good sound insulation, but the cameras outside are clicking and flashing, and the reporters are shouting excitedly at the car, but sitting in the car is still very irritating.
The bodyguard stopped the reporters and made way for them, and Qi Heng started the car and left.
"Brake!" Zhao Si suddenly shouted. He just caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards him.
The car was about to leave the parking lot. The speed was not too fast, but not slow either. Qi Heng reflexively stepped on the brakes and hit the steering wheel hard. Gu Lingfeng was hugged by Zhao Si in time, otherwise he might have knocked out his teeth.
"Old Qi! Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you dizzy?" Qi Heng hit the steering wheel for several seconds without moving. Gu Lingfeng quickly leaned forward to look at him.
"Hiss...it's okay." Qi Heng rubbed his nose and checked to make sure it was not crooked. It was not a big problem, just a little dizzy.
Fortunately, he was wearing contact lenses today, otherwise he might have been disfigured.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The car window suddenly started banging loudly. The young man who had just jumped out was also startled and was almost hit. However, he quickly came to his senses and started banging on Qi Heng's car window.
Qi Heng was still a little dizzy, and the noise made him even more annoyed. He pushed the car door open angrily, wanting to have a good argument with this troublemaker who ignored traffic rules, was seeking death and dragging others down with him.
"Mr. Qi! Do you have anything to say about being abandoned by Cong Rui?"
"..." Qi Heng was interrupted before he could even open his mouth. This guy is also a paparazzi. The phone is almost pointing at his face. Damn it.
Gu Lingfeng quickly opened the door and got out, pulling Qi Heng to the back seat while he drove.
Failed to leave.
The car was surrounded again, and the reporters in the parking lot chased out. The paparazzi who had been running around the hospital and couldn't find anyone also surrounded it. The bodyguards couldn't stop one but that, and the scene was in chaos.
"Mr. Qi, are you planning to propose by ordering the ring?"
"Mr. Qi, did Cong Rui really abandon you just to get promoted?"
"Mr. Qi, are you still in touch with Cong Rui?"
"Mr. Qi..."
"Mr. Qi..."
"Mr. Qi..."
The car door was locked and no one paid any attention to it, so the paparazzi gathered around the car windows and took pictures of the glass, pressing their phones and cameras against the glass to take pictures inside, with flashes of light.
Gu Lingfeng called Chen Yuchen and asked him to urgently dispatch some more bodyguards. Some of the bodyguards had gone out with the artists, so there was a shortage of manpower.
Qi Heng's head was buzzing with the noise, and a surge of anger rushed to his forehead. He pushed open the car door and stood out. Zhao Si didn't have time to hold him back.
"Mr. Qi!"
"Mr. Qi!"
"Mr. Qi!!"
The ridiculous questions from all directions pounded into Qi Heng's ears, and Qi Heng was about to swear when Gu Lingfeng and Zhao Si got out of the car again and pulled him out of the crowd.
"Mr. Qi! As a man, don't you want to expose the true face of this scumbag woman when you are treated like this?! Do you still have feelings for Cong Rui?! Don't you think that you are embarrassing yourself as a man?!"
After finally getting back into the car and about to close the door, a male voice suddenly shouted, questioning Qi Heng.
Qi Heng stopped closing the door and turned around to see the young man who was almost hit. He looked to be in his twenties, with a look of righteousness on his face, as if he was not a paparazzi but a moral guardian.
Qi Heng suddenly took out his mobile phone, flipped to a few hot push notifications he had seen before, and held it in front of the young man.
"What do you think this says?"
"The ultimate scumbag..."
Qi Heng interrupted him, "Read as I point."
"Handsome...rich...from a medical family...doctoral candidate..."
The surroundings became quiet, and the young man's voice became lower and lower, not understanding what Qi Heng meant.
Qi Heng put his phone away, raised an eyebrow at the live camera, and grinned with a charming smile. "I think I'm quite good, but I can't represent the majority of men, especially you."
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