Failed Boss

Chapter 81 Aqiusha

Xiao Guaiguai was a little annoyed and ashamed: "What and what? I didn't think that way, it's your wishful thinking." After finishing speaking, a flush appeared on her tender little face, I don't know if it was from anger or something.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Baili Hanchu's deep eyes: "Yes..."

Xiao was obedient but didn't care about his emotions, just lowered his eyes, reached out and picked up a piece of whole wheat bread and ate it.

"By the way, I found that your mobile phone will ring on time every morning at 06:30 these days. Did someone call to wake you up?" Baili Hanchu changed the subject and asked with interest.

"Yeah." Xiao obediently knew that the demon must have asked this question on purpose, and he didn't want to hide it, so he said frankly.

"Then..." At this point, Baili Han paused for a moment, but Xiao Guaiguai's heart couldn't help but tense up, or every time someone mentioned Mo Junchi, she would involuntarily get nervous.

Then, the man continued to say, "Is it Mr. Mo calling?"

Xiao obediently lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him, took a deep breath, "No, it's..." After all, she was lying, she stuttered, and then she became confident, "Wan'er, because she is afraid that I will be late , just call me every day to wake me up, you know, Wan'er is noble and beautiful, and she is also a very enthusiastic girl."

Baili Hanchu didn't know whether he believed it or not, "Oh? It's Ms. Murong? I thought it was Mr. Mo. After all, you and Mr. Mo have been classmates for three years. In any case, your friendship is better than that of Ms. Murong who you just met. Is it deep?"

Xiao obediently smiled and said: "Actually, I have a better relationship with girls. I always feel that I don't get along well with boys."

This is true, in terms of interpersonal communication, Xiao Guaiguai is always the passive side, and an ordinary girl like her is very attractive to girls, because when she is with ordinary girls, she will appear to be different. Ordinary, secondly, being around such a girl who is like a little sister and taking care of her at any time can better reflect my virtuous and virtuous side.

"So, among the men, I can be regarded as the best chatter with you, guaiguai?" Having said this, Baili Hanchu couldn't help feeling a little elated.

Of course not!Xiaoguai obediently slandered, the person she could talk to the most was naturally Mo Junchi, the Prince Charming in her mind.

Xiao Kuaiguai didn't want to continue this topic, because she was afraid that she might accidentally talk about Mo Junchi, so she asked: "By the way, I saw that Aqiusha seemed to have gone out just now, and she went to buy what she needed Did you go?"

"En," Baili Hanchu responded lightly, not too interested in this topic.

"Oh." Xiao Guaiguai originally wanted to change the subject, and didn't care much about the man's perfunctory answer.

the other side.

In the parking lot of the Four Seasons Hotel in Paris, famous cars gathered, and high-end people from the upper class entered the hotel one after another.

In a black business car, Murong Jing's expression was dull, exuding a melancholy atmosphere, as if he was not interested in anything.

Nourishes—

At this time, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the tires made a harsh friction sound against the ground.

Murong Jing instinctively leaned forward.

The driver turned around and asked with concern: "Sir, are you okay?"

Murong Jing leaned back, stretched his clothes and sat down, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, go and see what's going on."

"Yes, sir." The driver answered, reached out and opened the door, and got out of the car.

A thin girl fell in front of the car, with blood gushing from her knees, which seemed to be caused by an accidental fall just now.

The girl was wearing a white T-shirt, blue pants, and her yellow hair was tied into two braids. She looked down at her wound and could not see her face clearly.

"Miss, are you okay?" The driver walked up to the girl, bent down, his eyes were full of worry, and asked with concern.

After all, the members of Murong's family are highly educated, and they are not as arrogant and conceited as ordinary rich people. Even the driver is not arrogant, but humble and polite.

Hearing this, the girl raised her head, and a sallow face as small as a lotus petal came into view. It was actually Aqiusha.

Aqiusha's eyelids drooped slightly, her gentle eyes poked out from behind her eyelashes, she looked timid, and her voice was soft: "It's just a scrape on my knee, it's fine."

The driver stretched out his hand to help the girl up. The girl just stood up a little bit. Perhaps because of her knee injury, she was a little wobbly and unstable. Coupled with her slender figure, one could not help but suspect that she might faint at any time.

Seeing that the car in front had been parked there for a long time, a white car behind the black business car honked its horn impatiently.

Seeing that the driver hadn't gotten into the car for a long time, Murong Jing thought that the person in front was seriously injured, so he reached out to open the car door, stepped down gracefully, and buttoned the top of his suit casually.

Going around to the front of the car, Murong Jing realized it was a girl, so he said to the driver indifferently: "Xiao Wang, you can send her to the hospital for bandages."

The driver hesitated: "But sir, how do you get to the hotel?"

There was no wave on Murong Jing's face, looking at the hotel building not far away: "It's almost there anyway, I'll walk over by myself, saving people is the most important thing."

"Okay," the driver replied, turning his gaze to the girl, "Miss, shall I take you to the hospital?"

Aqiusha nodded: "Thank you."

The driver was about to help her into the car, but found a round pure gold pocket watch at the girl's feet, and he couldn't help asking, "Is that yours?" Because he saw that the girl looked very poor, and the pocket watch It's worth a lot of money at first glance, so I'm not sure if it's hers.

Aqiusha squatted down hurriedly, and picked up the pocket watch with slightly rough hands, "This is left to me by my mother, thank you uncle, this means a lot to me, if I lose it, I am really ashamed of my mother. "As she said, she preciously protected the pure gold pocket watch on her chest, as if she would fight desperately if anyone came to snatch her watch.

Murong Jing on the opposite side only felt that the pocket watch seemed familiar. He looked at the girl's appearance, estimated her age, and listened to what she said just now, secretly thinking... Could it be?
Murong Jing took a step forward and said lightly, "Can I see your pocket watch?"

Aqiusha hesitated, and was about to say something, when the horn sounded again from behind, urging them to leave quickly.

The driver, Xiao Wang, is Murong Jing's confidant. He has been with him for so many years, and he has never been so concerned about anything, even his wife, so he quickly helped the girl up, "Let's talk about it in the car?"

Murong Jing nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)