Luo Xiaoqian exclaimed, pulled off her turned-up T-shirt in a panic, and looked behind her.
She saw that the staircase door behind her was half open, and behind the crack of the door, a tall man wearing large dark sunglasses was looking at her with a smile.
Recognizing that the other person was not Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian's heart dropped to its original position.
The other party looks a bit familiar.
However, at this time, Luo Xiaoqian was not in the mood to think about who he was.
"Shameless!"
Cursing, she hurried downstairs, but did not notice that the photo in her pocket fell out.
Jiao Yang raised his lips and smiled, stepped into the stairwell, noticed the reflection on the steps, he stopped in confusion, bent down, picked up the photo from the ground with his slender fingers, looked towards the stairs, and shouted
.
"Miss……"
"You are the young lady, and your whole family is the young lady!"
After replying to him from the stairs below the second floor, Luo Xiaoqian turned around, pushed open the stair door and rushed out, running into the bathroom.
"Hello!"
Jiao Yang hurriedly walked a few steps to the stairs where she left and opened the stair door, but she was already gone.
Shrugging his shoulders and stuffing the photo into his pocket, Jiao Yang strolled downstairs.
"When you are so unlucky, you can't even take a sip of cold water. Leng Zimo, the emperor of entertainment. Fortunately, I once regarded you as my idol. I... Bah!" Luo Xiaoqian spat out the cold water for gargling in her mouth, "It's simply
You're just a bastard, a hooligan, a bastard. You wait for one million, and when I get rich, I'll give you two million to clean my toilet!"
Angrily uttering harsh words, she tidied herself up in the mirror, walked out of the bathroom, and took the elevator to the first floor.
Walking out of the lobby, Luo Xiaoqian hurried towards the subway station.
With something on her mind, she didn't notice the exit prompt from the parking lot exit and just kept her head forward.
Amidst the harsh sound of brakes, Luo Xiaoqian jumped away in panic, turned to look at the red Bugatti sports car parked nearby, and shook her middle finger angrily.
Miaode, what day is it today? I met two perverts one after another, and now I was almost hit by a car?!
Looking through the glass at Luo Xiaoqian's middle finger raised in the sun, Jiao Yang raised his lips slightly.
This little girl has a bad temper!
Putting down the car window, he smiled and said, "Little sister... No, little sister, please wait a moment..."
It's him again!
Luo Xiaoqian recognized him at a glance as the man on the corridor, and naturally regarded Jiao Yang's behavior as a flirtation, and immediately gritted her teeth and raised her eyebrows.
What's going on today? Why are all these men still haunting us?
"Who is your sister? Don't think that driving a fancy car and having money is a big deal. Let me tell you, I don't care about you!"
"You misunderstood, please wait a moment..."
Jiao Yang turned sideways and opened the storage box on the passenger seat, where he had just casually placed the photo.
"Sorry, sister is not available!"
With the next reply, Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly ran into the subway entrance.
"Look, is this yours?"
Jiao Yang took out the photo from the storage box on the passenger seat, turned around and sent the photo out the window.
No one responded, so he turned his face. The outside of the car was empty, and Luo Xiaoqian's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Looking at the photo in his hand, Jiao Yang frowned slightly.
Behind him, a car horn sounded. Jiao Yang's car had been parked at the exit of the parking lot, and the cars behind it couldn't wait.
"You don't want it yourself, don't blame me!"
Shrugging his shoulders, he put the photo back into the storage box, started the car, and drove into the driveway.
