Looking up, the man was dressed in an extremely simple black suit. His tough features were tinged with a touch of coldness under the light. The bangs on his forehead were swept up, revealing his superior bone structure.
It was Su Qinian.
All the blood in Lin Jinran's body seemed to freeze, and she felt a bone - chilling cold. It was as if a hole had been torn in the left side of her chest, and the north wind was blowing through it recklessly.
Many years ago, on the night of their first meeting, encouraged by her friends, she went to ask for his WeChat.
At that time, as the man was about to leave the KTV, she hurriedly trotted over but accidentally fell in front of him and even tugged at his pants.
Remembering that faded scene after years of passage, the corners of Lin Jinran's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.
Gradually, this smile turned bitter and spread silk by silk on the tip of her tongue.
It was bitter, really bitter.
On the day of their reunion after many years, she fell in front of him in a sorry state again.
"Goodness, who is this? She actually fell. Knowing that Su Qinian is behind her, is she doing it on purpose? These female celebrities these days are so shameless, always trying to create topics."
"Su Qinian, don't help her. Let her get up on her own. It's obvious she's doing it on purpose. Which female celebrity hasn't walked on a runway? She should at least know to be careful."
"I know this female celebrity. Her name is Lin Jinran. She just became popular. She seems to have fallen pretty hard. It might really be an accident."
"Mr. Su is a kind person. He would even help old people cross the road. How could he not help Lin Jinran? Otherwise, it would be inconsistent with his public image. Do you mean that Su Qinian's on - screen image is all fake?"
"..."
The comments on the live - broadcast room scrolled by densely.
Lin Jinran knew she looked extremely sorry at the moment. She struggled to get up on her own.
As soon as she moved her foot slightly, a sharp pain shot through her ankle, and she couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
It seemed that she had sprained her ankle accidentally.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. A coat with a cold cedar scent was draped over her body.
It was to prevent her from showing too much.
Lin Jinran's eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips without saying a word.
Then, the man bent down, supported her arms, and carefully helped her up.
"Ouch, it hurts... hurts..." Lin Jinran couldn't help but shed tears again. She kept moaning in pain, "Can you be a bit gentler? It really hurts so much."
Su Qinian said nothing. He lightened his movements even more, slowly helped her up, and then picked her up in a princess - carry and strode out of the venue.
Lin Jinran was stunned.
Lin Jinran was shocked.
Lin Jinran blinked her eyes gently.
This couldn't be a dream, could it?
The fans gathered outside the venue couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "Oh my god!", "Did I see it right?", "Am I hallucinating?" and so on.
The incident quickly made it onto the hot - search list.
#Su Qinian's princess - carry is so manly#
#Lin Jinran fell on the red carpet#
#Help, am I hallucinating#
#Lin Jinran is scheming#
As her body was being carried by him, her soft hair fluttered with the movement of his walking.
Lin Jinran's face rested on the man's shoulder, and her two hands were placed uneasily on her lower abdomen.
Her face was as red as a steamed crab. Lin Jinran whispered, "Su Qinian, you can just hand me over to my assistant. She will take me to the hospital."
"Do you see your assistant following?" The man's voice was not loud but a bit hoarse. It came from above.
Lin Jinran: "..."
It seemed that she was right. She hadn't seen her assistant since the accident.
"Then, then you shouldn't have taken me out directly. You could have just handed me over to a taxi driver. He would take me to the hospital. You still have to receive an award later."
Su Qinian suddenly tightened his hold on Lin Jinran. He lowered his head and stared directly into her eyes. His extremely beautiful phoenix eyes gradually darkened, like the long and silent night.
Lin Jinran's heart tightened. Her glassy, tear - filled eyes looked at him blankly and helplessly.
Did she say something wrong just now?
No, all her words were for his consideration. He should know that.
"I'm not at ease leaving you with a strange driver. Hold on to me tightly. I'm afraid you'll fall accidentally." Su Qinian glanced at Lin Jinran's fidgety hands and said calmly.
Not at ease with a strange driver?
Lin Jinran looked down at her folded hands and made a gesture of the number "seven".
It was the number of strokes in the Chinese character for "Su" in Su Qinian's name.
He still cared about her.
Perhaps seeing that the woman in his arms didn't listen to his words, Su Qinian's black eyes darkened. He deliberately walked a few steps with a jolt.
Scared, Lin Jinran quickly hugged Su Qinian's waist.
"Hold on tight, Lin Jinran." He said, with a hint of a triumphant smile.
Su Qinian carried Lin Jinran to the underground parking lot. As soon as his driver saw his boss coming, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door respectfully, asking, "Mr. Su, where are we going?"
"Go to my regular private hospital. Hurry up." Su Qinian carefully placed Lin Jinran on the back seat.
Seeing the cold sweat on her forehead due to the pain, Su Qinian gently wiped it off with a tissue and said softly, "Endure it for a while. We'll be there soon."
"Is it really okay?" Lin Jinran asked after a moment of silence.
She saw some reporters coming in one after another at the entrance of the underground parking lot.
She felt extremely nervous.
"It's okay. It's a small thing." Su Qinian comforted her. Glancing outside, he also noticed those reporters who were trying to find topics. He leaned in, closed the door, and told the driver to leave quickly.
The driver knew the situation was urgent and quickly drove out through another exit.
It wasn't until the car drove out of the ground and the reporters were left far behind that Lin Jinran finally let out a sigh of relief.
In the car, the driver was driving, and Su Qinian was closing his eyes to rest.
Lin Jinran took out her phone from her small bag. As soon as she turned it on, there were many missed calls and a lot of unread messages.
The calls were from her agent. She guessed that the agent wanted to ask about her and Su Qinian.
She ignored them and opened WeChat. The first messages that popped up were from Miss Qiao Songyue.
Seeing that she didn't reply, Qiao Songyue kept sending messages, and there were already 99 + of them.
Lin Jinran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She scrolled up. Except for the first message asking about the hot - search, the rest were all emojis.
Lin Jinran: [Miss, as soon as I turn on my phone, your messages take up half of it.]
Qiao Songyue: [Finally, you replied to me. Hurry up and talk. What's going on between you and Su Qinian?]
Qiao Songyue: [I'm so curious about what it's like for former lovers to reunite. The internet is going crazy.]
Lin Jinran: [It's just like that. Nothing special.]
Qiao Songyue: [So what's next? Will you get back together? If so, do you want to explain why you left without saying a word?]
Qiao Songyue: [You had no choice at that time. Your depression had become very serious, and you were even having hallucinations.]