Xia zetao looked at Zhao Fuxi's back, and his disgust and dissatisfaction became more and more serious.
Such a woman who doesn't care about her sister's life and death, but still wants to seduce a man when her sister is still trapped in the elevator.
They are all born in the same nest. Why is there such a big difference between the two sisters?!
But soon Xia zetao recalled the wonderful parents of Zhao Fulin's family, and instantly understood! Well, it's not that this girl is too mentally retarded, but that his wife, the former president of the family, has a good bamboo shoot and mud without dyeing!
In fact, it's not just Xia zetao who thinks so. Many of the company's employees who are attracted by the incident frown one by one after seeing Zhao Fuxi turn around and leave.
Although in the eyes of these people, Zhao Fulin and Zhao Fuxi are only cousins, not close sisters.
However, Zhao Fuxi's image of looking at his family's dying but not caring at all still makes many people feel a little cold. You know, even if a stranger has a car accident on the road, pedestrians walking along the road can't help but pay more attention to them. What's more, this person is still related to him.
But Zhao Fuxi didn't. from the beginning to the end, her eyes were all focused on Mu Tingfeng. She had never seen Zhao Fulin.
This person treats his relatives like this, not to mention his friends who just have a little friendship with her.
At the moment, Zhao Fuxi still doesn't know that after this incident, her public appeal in the company fell below the original percentage point again, so that when something happened to her later, no one was willing to speak for her.
Of course, these are afterwords.
Zhao Yuxi left, but Zhao Yulin was still in the elevator.
After surviving the shaking when Mu Tingfeng left, Zhao Gulin took a deep breath, carefully stabilized her body, and tried to extend her hand upward. However, she found that there was always a distance between her hand and the hand extended by the rescue workers.
People outside the elevator are very anxious, but now the situation of the elevator is extremely unstable, every minute and every second may change.
After several attempts, it was really impossible to grasp Zhao Fulin's hand. Several rescuers on the side gave up and withdrew to look for a rope.
Sometimes, however, accidents happen in a flash. All they heard was a bang, and the last cable was cut off in full view of the public.
"Yulin!" Duan Yarong's face changed. He yelled in the direction of the elevator, and the girls on the side screamed.
Zhao Fulin only felt that she was suddenly clear, and her heart trembled with a sudden sense of failure. This feeling didn't last long, because soon Zhao Fulin felt that a strong and domineering force grabbed her hand, and with her body hit the hard wall close to the elevator.
"Well..." Zhao Fulin snorted.
At the same time, the elevator quickly fell to the bottom in a few seconds, giving off a thrilling roar and a huge shaking.
It's not hard to imagine what a miserable ending it would be if a person fell down with the elevator.
Many people's faces lost their color in an instant. Duan Yarong's body almost collapsed and was pulled into his arms by Zhao Shunrong. His face was not much better. He just clearly understood that when everyone lost his sense of propriety, he could not follow the panic.
Zhao Fulin closed her eyes and felt the shock below. When the aftershock passed, she slowly opened her eyes. If she looked up to see who was holding her, her eyes were Mu Tingfeng's eyes mixed with fear and panic.
Zhao Fulin's eyes suddenly tightened, looking at the man with his wrist tightly.
Most of Mu Tingfeng's body all leaned out of the small platform and was about to fall.
Just a little further forward, they will be dragged down by themselves, and they will fall from the height of the 45th floor together.
"You... You're crazy, you're not going to die!" Zhao Yulin can't believe staring at this man who is desperate for himself. The shock in her heart is self-evident.
What on earth is this man doing? Didn't he know how dangerous it was to do so, that he would lose his life if he made a mistake?
Mu Tingfeng listened to Zhao Fulin's almost uncontrollable roar. Instead of being angry, he stirred up a slight radian in his eyes and said firmly and seriously: "I said, I won't let you die. Even if it's death, I'll be with you. "
Mu Tingfeng's words are just a few numbers, but every word is knocked on Zhao Fulin's heart, which makes her eyes widened in shock again, and she is at a loss.
Mu Tingfeng's expression, his eyes and even all kinds of actions are telling her that the man's words before are not joking.
One of Mu Tingfeng's hands is holding Zhao Fulin's wrist, and the other hand is holding the edge of the floor. Most of the weight of the two people is concentrated on their two hands. After a while, Zhao Fulin sees the blue tendons on the back of Mu Tingfeng's hands.
The sudden change is so amazing that most people are in the same place.
It's not easy to recover. Seeing the situation of the two people, they are surprised. There's no time to think about it. A group of people have come forward in a hurry to help them pull them up from below.
As soon as Zhao Fulin felt the hard feeling of the ground, she was held in her arms: "Fulin, you really scared my mother to death, scared my mother to death."
Zhao Fulin's hand faltered, and finally stroked Duan Yarong's back, whispering: "Mom, I'm ok, don't cry."
Duan Yarong hugged Zhao Fulin for a long time, and then recovered from the fear of almost losing Zhao Fulin. She released Zhao Fulin and looked her up and down carefully. She was sure that there was no trauma and still felt uneasy. She asked, "do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital? How can such a thing happen, how can such a thing happen
"Mom, I'm really OK, and I'm not hurt. When I was just inside..." with that, Zhao Fulin almost subconsciously looked in the direction where Mu Tingfeng was. As a result, she found that Mu Tingfeng was also looking at herself.
Two people's eyes on a pair of servants, Zhao Fulin felt a sudden heart jump, a never had emotion began to ferment in his chest, so that she was caught off guard.
Mu Tingfeng's suit has become a bit messy under a series of actions, but it falls into Zhao Fulin's eyes. I don't know why he feels more comfortable than his original well-dressed appearance.
This cognition makes Zhao Yulin want to cover her face with her hand. How can she have such an idea? It must be an illusion, an illusion!
Zhao Fulin is busy with self denial, but the sudden exclamation from the people on the side breaks her calm again.
"President, your hand is bleeding!"