Mu Beihan pushed open the door to the lounge, and the sound of Yan Luoluo's sigh could be heard. Mu Beihan's brows slightly knitted as he looked at the dark room, and he could vaguely see the thin figure of Yan Luoluo sitting on the sofa.
How could he not know what Yan Luoluo was thinking? Mu Beihan had seen everything that had just happened at the banquet hall, it was just that there was a company's boss discussing business at that time, and there was no way for him to leave.
Just as he finished discussing the matter, Mu Beihan had rushed over, he did not expect to see Yan Luoluo in such a passive state.
"Who is it?"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yan Luoluo instantly looked over in alarm, but when she saw Mu Beihan standing there against the light, her anxious heart relaxed.
"Beihan, why are you here? Have you dealt with the matters at the banquet?"
Mu Beihan ignited the lamp, and walked with steady steps towards Yan Luoluo. However, he was filled with worry, and his hand gently rested on Yan Luoluo's slightly hot forehead. She actually had a low fever.
"Just now, Cheng Jinchuan was at the banquet. I said a few words to him.
Yan Luoluo was a little worried, afraid that if someone heard what Zheng Xinyue said, they would add fuel to the fire and write a piece of gossip.
When he mentioned the Cheng Jinchuan who suddenly appeared on the party, Mu Beihan's eyes instantly turned ice-cold. It was because Yan Luoluo had just appeared and looked so upset, the two of them had known each other for a long time in France, he was afraid that Yan Luoluo would more or less still have some feelings for him.
But just now, Yan Luoluo's performance was indeed very good. Even if the media were to catch him by surprise, it was only false news, and it would not cause any big waves.
"Don't worry, these media won't dare to spout nonsense. Just stay here and rest peacefully."
Mu Beihan did not continue talking about Cheng Jinchuan, but said indifferently: "Don't worry about that woman just now, I will take care of her."
Yan Luoluo sighed, and shook her head, "Forget it Beihan, she is also a good girl, he is just troubled by love."
When Yan Luoluo just finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Beihan to react, she had already jumped into his embrace. Just now, Cheng Jinchuan had hurt Zheng Xinyue's heart, but hadn't she also hurt Cheng Jinchuan's heart?
"I just broke the heart of my best friend."
Yan Luoluo's voice was choked with emotions. She didn't want to lose Cheng Jinchuan, her good friend, but these words had to be said.
Mu Beihan patted Yan Luoluo's back lightly, and comforted her with an incomparably gentle tone, "Since you said that Cheng Jinchuan is a true friend to you, he will definitely understand and will not resent you."
"Really?"
Yan Luoluo's voice was choked with sobs, but she still answered with absolute determination: "Really, when have I ever lied to you?"
He knew that doing this would make Cheng Jinchuan sad, but it would be better than delaying him for a lifetime. Since he could not give him any promise, he naturally could not give him the wrong hope again.
After a long while, Yan Luoluo finally released Mu Beihan, raised her hand and gently wiped the tear stains from the corner of her eyes, and said to him: "Thank you, Beihan."
Seeing that Yan Luoluo's mood had improved, Mu Beihan relaxed a bit. He had thought of a lot of comforting words just now, but it seemed like he was no longer able to use them.
"My consolation isn't free, thank you is free. Don't you want to compensate me with something?"
Mu Beihan approached Yan Luoluo and whispered into her ear. Her voice was ambiguous as her hand fell on Yan Luoluo's waist, teasing her.