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Chapter Twelve Their Injustices

"Thank you, thank you."

In the anticipated eyes of everyone, Chen Fanyin spoke the simplest award speech in history.

Everyone thought this was just the beginning, but Chen Fanyin ran off the stage after he finished speaking.

She didn't even return to her seat and ran out of the venue through the side door.

Two figures followed one after another.

Su Mu kicked off her high heels and chased her barefoot with her dress. Her image and so on were thrown behind her.

If I had known that Chen Fanyin could win the award, she would not have asked her to come to this award ceremony even if she had beaten to death!

She was chasing her, and a black figure flashed across the afterglow.

He quickly passed her and ran very quickly.

Su Mu was slightly stunned and recognized that the man was Jing Zeheng.

Jing Zeheng found Chen Fanyin in the stairwell at the end of the corridor.

She curled up in the corner of the wall, hugging her knees and shrank into a small ball. The trophy that countless people had dreamed of was placed at her feet, and she was ignored.

I don't know if it was cold or afraid, but her shoulders trembled particularly hard.

He squatted in front of her and draped the coat in his hand on her shoulder.

"Fanyin, don't be afraid." He tentatively reached out his hand and held her shoulder.

Chen Fanyin slowly raised his head, and the indifference in his eyes had long been replaced by panic and despair.

Her hair was messy, and her hair was on her cheeks, a little embarrassed. There were tears in her eyes, and half of her eyes were red.

She bit her lower lip and used too much force, and her pink lips were slightly white.

She just stared at Jing Zeheng intently, unable to say a word.

Looking at her fragile appearance, Jing Zeheng felt very distressed.

He held up her face, looked at her with the firmest eyes, and said word by word: "Sanyin, don't be afraid, with me here, no one can bully you."

He still doesn't know what happened to her, and his words are all based on speculation about her expression and behavior.

There is no fear in this world for no reason. There are too many secrets in the child, and he can't figure it out and can only be with her.

He opened his arms to her, carefully tentatively, and slowly hugged her into his arms.

The little girl who can treat each other calmly when facing a baseball bat is so fragile that she is like a porcelain doll.

She leaned against his arms tremblingly, her voice full of tension.

"Brother... am I... so embarrassing..."

"No, they all thought you were cold." Jing Zeheng patted her back, his voice low and gentle, "What a designer, it's normal to have some temper, no one will think about it."

Chen Fanyin raised his head from his arms and stared at his eyes, afraid that he would lie to him: "Really?"

"Really." Jing Zeheng rubbed her head lightly, "I won't lie to you."

"Yinyin!"

Suddenly, Su Mu rushed into the stairwell.

Looking at the two people hugging each other, Su Mu was completely stunned.

Su Mu also has an older brother. So whether it is from reality or experience, she knows clearly that brothers and sisters will never have such a heartwarming hug!

She looked at Chen Fanyin and asked weakly: "Did I come at the wrong time?"

Jing Zeheng stood up with Chen Fanyin, nodded at Su Mu, and said to Chen Fanyin: "I'll get you a coat, you're waiting for me here."

Chen Fanyin leaned against the wall and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Jing Zeheng smiled at Su Mu again, polite and decent: "Please take care of her."

Faced with such thoughtful Jing Zeheng, Su Mu was in a bad mood!
Chapter completed!
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