The Harley roared on the silent main road. Fang Siyao seemed to have finally come to life and asked with sobs: "You, why did you come to save me?"
"if not?"
The girl's cold voice floated from the cold wind, "Waiting for tomorrow's Paris morning paper to publish: The beautiful girl from the Chinese dance troupe died tragically in a foreign country?"
Fang Siyao:......
Through the sweater, she could feel that the arm around her waist was as cold as ice. Ye Wan sighed and her voice slowed down a little, "Mo Qingya found out that you were missing. She was afraid that the school would know if you went back and you would be punished.
If you dare to call the police, come find me."
Then how did you know I was at the bar?
Also, aren't you afraid?
The questions in his mind came one after another. Fang Siyao bit his lip and didn't ask any more questions.
All she knew was that the person who saved her life was Ye Wan, who she had never taken seriously and would always quarrel with after every dance practice.
Tears fell again.
"Ye Wan, I'm sorry!"
Tears fell down his cheeks and went into his neck.
As if he couldn't feel the cold, Fang Siyao wiped away his tears and said, "Thank you, sir, for not remembering the villain's mistakes and coming to save me. I will never...never do it again."
Originally, she was going shopping with a few girls who were practicing dancing together, but Fang Siyao didn't expect that she would meet that woman.
The charming-looking Chinese woman revealed immediately that they were college students from China who had come to Paris to participate in the Starlight Competition. She also gave her a business card and said she was a dance teacher at the Paris Opera.
She also said that she was one of the judges of this Starlight Contest.
For a moment, Fang Siyao felt that this judge was too arrogant.
But when he thought that they were all Chinese, Fang Siyao became convinced.
Hearing the other party say that she was the one with the best conditions among this group of girls, Fang Siyao felt a little overwhelmed by the praise.
Fang Siyao had no memory of how he said goodbye to the girls at school and how he insisted on following the woman.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the box of 203.
The person guarding the door was teasing something in a frivolous tone that Fang Siyao couldn't understand at all.
When the bearded man appeared and looked at her as if he wanted to strip her naked in front of those present, Fang Siyao's heart sank to the bottom.
I didn't dare think that anyone would come to rescue her. After all, no one knew where she had gone.
At the most desperate moment, Fang Siyao thought of Ye Wan.
On the day she arrived in Paris, in the hotel lobby, Ye Wan issued a death order to the 25 people from Diying: no one could leave the hotel or the practice room without her permission.
For more than a week, the Imperial Film delegation was full of complaints.
And they, after practicing dance every day, either go shopping or go shopping, and they are very happy.
The moment she held the fruit knife in her hand, Fang Siyao even thought: If only she were also from Ye Wan's team, she wouldn't have gone to the mall tonight, wouldn't have met that insidious woman, wouldn't have...
…died!
But she didn't even have a chance to die.
Almost as soon as the beard appeared, all that was left in her life was endurance.
Put up with his rudeness and violence.
Fortunately, Ye Wan arrived in time and nothing more painful happened to her.
The motorcycle was parked in the underground parking lot, and Fang Siyao followed Ye Wan into the elevator.
Not even daring to look up at her, Fang Siyao whispered: "Ye Wan, thank you!"
The next moment, everything went dark.
She suddenly looked up and saw Ye Wan reaching out to help her straighten her messy hair.
Ye Wanwen gave her a bun in the same way as she had practiced in the past, and looked at her face from side to side. Ye Wanwen said in a warm voice: "There are ice packs in the refrigerator. If you go back and apply it on your face, it shouldn't be a big problem."
As he said that, he patted her shoulder gently, "Sleep well and treat it like a nightmare. You don't have to go to dance practice tomorrow morning! If Mo Qingya asks... forget it, I'll follow you
Let her say it."
She is obviously only a sophomore, so she is younger than herself.
Looking at Ye Wan blankly, Fang Siyao burst into tears.