The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 244 I'm sorry, okay?

"Thank you for your help to find out." After understanding the situation, Qiao Yiyuan smiled and shook hands with the two policemen to thank him.

"It should." The policeman smiled, and after instructing Meng Yao, he went into the guard booth to tune in for surveillance.

Qiao Yiyuan looked down at Meng Yao, who had been hanging her head since he came back, and then saw the two insulated boxes she was holding in her hand, stretched out her left hand to take them, and apologized in a low voice.

"Sorry, coming back late almost hurt you."

Meng Yao lowered her head and shook her head slowly, without speaking.

"Don't talk, are you angry with me?" He bent his slender body to see her expression, but she turned his back to avoid it.

"I'm fine." She whispered, her voice hoarse.

Now, without even looking at him, he could tell that she was sad and wronged. He went around to her and took her into his arms with one arm, but Meng Yao was stunned by his hug, and stepped back like a scared rabbit, drooping. The face turns pink.

Qiao Yiyuan only thought she was embarrassed, and whispered with a rare softness in her voice, "I'm sorry, okay? Just call me next time, and I'll go find you, so that the same thing doesn't happen again."

Hearing his apology again, Meng Yao quickly looked up at him, "Mr. Qiao, it's not your fault, don't apologize to me, it's my bad luck, I ran into a hooligan."

Seeing her flushed face, Qiao Yiyuan's heart skipped a beat for no reason. This was not the first time he saw her blushing, but it was the first time he had the illusion that she had the charm of a woman.

Qiao Yiyuan lowered his eyes and frowned.

Seeing him frowning suddenly, Meng Yao was puzzled, "Mr. Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yiyuan looked up at her, and said lightly, "It's nothing. Get in the car."

In the semi-open kitchen, the meals and soup brought by Meng Yao were heating up in the microwave. Qiao Yiyuan leaned on the side with his arms folded and his head bowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Meng Yao sat on the sofa in the living room and drank hot water. Her cold hands were already warmed, and the bonus that was deposited at Qiao Yiyuan's house after suffering a back injury lay on her lap.

"Bonus, did you miss me?"

Hey~
The bonus agreed.

Meng Yao smiled and put the water glass on the coffee table, raised both hands of the prize money to her eyes, "I'm going to resume training tomorrow, you're going home to watch the house."

Qiao Yiyuan, who put the dishes on the table, heard her words, "Come over and eat some more."

Meng Yao looked at him, shook her head, "I've eaten."

"Drink the soup." Qiao Yiyuan changed his words.

Meng Yao walked over with the bonus in her arms, looked at the hot soup and thought about it for a long time, and finally shook her head, "I don't want to eat, I'm still full."

Qiao Yiyuan glanced at her slender figure, "You are still in the period of growing your body, so it's okay to eat more."

Meng Yao sat down at the dining table, "Mr. Qiao eats more, it's almost the same, he's too thin."

She stayed in the hospital for a week, and when she was discharged from the hospital, she weighed herself, and she weighed a full five catties, which was scary!
I remember my mother said before that figure skaters must maintain their weight. Being too heavy will affect their speed and jumping. Mr. Qiao also said before, so she can’t continue to gain weight. Even if she grows, she must control her body, especially female athletes. secondary developmental period.

"I won't get fat no matter how much I eat." Qiao Yiyuan looked at her and said, "But it's a pity that I'm not a foodie."

Meng Yao supported her right cheek with her right hand and teased him, "Because you're picky, you can't be a foodie at all."

Qiao Yiyuan stared at her with dull eyes, swallowed the food and said, "You dare to make fun of me."

Meng Yao puffed her cheeks in embarrassment like a frog, thought of an embarrassing question, cleared her throat before speaking.

"That...Mr. Qiao, what's your name?"

(End of this chapter)