What the hell do you want
After hearing what Qin Shanshan had said, Shang Xiaomo turned her head to look at Ji Yanxi, only to discover that he had an indifferent expression, as if he did not care at all.
"We'll talk about it later. You continue to find an opportunity to deepen their misunderstanding. I'll help you out with the Qin family." A cold voice came out of the phone.
Qin Shanshan, who had not even finished speaking, was still maintaining the position of making phone calls. She only felt that her surroundings were pitch-black, just like his heart.
Ao Han, I do not care about your usage. As long as it's for you, I am willing to do anything.
The makeup on her face was already blurry from crying. She had to maintain her perfect condition at all times and not allow herself to fall so low, or else Ji Aohan would not like her.
Qin Shanshan wiped her tears again, tidied up her expression, stood up and walked out.
Ji Yanxi, who was standing at the door of the female restroom, looked at the woman behind him and raised his eyebrows in disgust.
"Halt." Qin Shanshan stopped and turned her head around in confusion.
"Is there anything that the Quarterly is looking for me for?" Qin Shanshan's face was still streaked with tears, and she had completely lost her composure.
"What did you say to Xiaomo?" Ji Yanxi looked at this woman. With his intuition, he knew that Shang Xiaomo was not right, it must be caused by her, and what she was doing must definitely be related to Ji Aohan. What exactly was Ji Aohan planning?
Ji Yanxi wanted to know all of this, so he got some useful information from Qin Shanshan first.
"You want to know?" Qin Shanshan raised his eyes, revealing a sarcastic smile, the tears on his face did not affect her beauty, but added a pitiful feeling.
Qin Shanshan walked with graceful steps, slowly walking closer to him. Just when Ji Yanxi thought she was going to speak, she suddenly tiptoed and kissed Ji Yanxi on the cheek.
The bag in her hand also slid to the side. Her cheeks were swollen high and her hair was incredibly messy, making her look even more miserable. She lowered her head and did not speak, only that her tears were flowing more and more fiercely.
"Are you sick?" Ji Yanxi looked at him in disgust and wiped away the kiss he gave him. It was so disgusting, Ji Yanxi quickly walked towards the men's room and when Shang Xiaomo came out of the bathroom, she coincidentally saw's back and fell onto the ground.
"Miss Qin, are you alright?" Shang Xiaomo hurriedly helped her up from the ice-cold ground, and asked with deep concern.
Qin Shanshan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She felt that she deserved it, why did she have to pester a man that didn't love her and also didn't love her?
Large tears rolled down her face, and she stood up to cover her swollen face and went to the bathroom.
Shang Xiaomo instantly felt that it was because she had taken over Ji Yanxi that she felt so uncomfortable, and looked at the female restroom with lowered eyes.
"Xiaomo, let's go in." Ji Yanxi thought that she was waiting for him as he walked over and held her hand. Shang Xiaomo walked while looking at him. Her hair was all wet, but there was a lipstick mark on her collar, and traces of it could be vaguely seen on her face. Her body seemed to have Qin Shanshan's perfume on it, causing her heart to sink even deeper. Could it be that Ji Yanxi was going to watch a movie with Qin Shanshan in the first place?
During the entire movie, Ji Yanxi kept his head down as he discussed things with Ke Jin. But in Shang Xiaomo's eyes, it had become a conversation between her and Qin Shanshan.
After waiting until the end of the movie, she was ready to go out. Ji Yanxi was still playing on his phone.
She nudged him. "What are you doing?"
Ji Yanxi raised his head. The movie had ended, and what followed would be a candlelight dinner with flowers.
"Nothing, let's go." Ji Yanxi placed the phone in his pocket and pulled Shang Xiaomo's hand.
"Goodbye, Miss Qin." Shang Xiaomo even greeted her very politely.
Before Qin Shanshan could reply, Shang Xiaomo had already been pulled away by Ji Yanxi.
Once she sat in the car, Shang Xiaomo closed her eyes. Ji Yanxi thought she was tired and focused on driving the car the whole way.
Shang Xiaomo, who was sleeping at the back, could not sleep soundly. She hazily opened her eyes and looked out the window at the gradually darkening night.
The streets were crowded and brightly lit, but everyone was running around for what they wanted. What, then, did she want?
"You're awake?"
Ji Yanxi's clear and cold voice came from the front of the carriage. Shang Xiaomo turned her head and looked at the man who was focused on driving, his meticulous back and swift actions, it was good that she liked him, regardless if he liked her or not.
"I didn't sleep, I just rested for a while."
"We're here, let's go down." Ji Yanxi cordially opened the car door for her.
"Thank you." Shang Xiaomo was a little unfamiliar with her. Seeing her intentionally keep a distance from her, she frowned uncomfortably.
"No need to be so polite with me." The voice was somewhat stiff.
However, she liked the lively and lively atmosphere of the barbecue booth more. It was possible that she and Ji Yanxi were not from the same world.
"Miss, your flower." The door to the room opened and suddenly came forward with a bouquet of bright, dripping red roses.
"Your flower!"
"For you."
Shang Xiaomo looked at Ji Yanxi, faintly thinking that it was something he had arranged.
"What does he mean by this?" Shang Xiaomo was a little confused.
More and more people began to gather around her, and every single one of them was smiling as they held out a bouquet of flowers to Shang Xiaomo. Ji Yanxi evidently did not expect this either, as Xiao Mo's expression had been indifferent the entire time, and did not seem to contain much surprise as she walked forward and held Shang Xiaomo in her arms.
"Disperse." That brat Ke Jin did not say anything.
"I want to go back." Shang Xiaomo knew that he could not break free, so he stayed in his arms quietly without moving, and only closed his eyes and did not speak.
"Tired?" Shang Xiaomo nodded. She felt that if she went back, she needed to have a good talk with Ke Jin.