Obviously, when Jiao Yang said this, he was referring to Leng Zimo.
She just didn't want them to meet, and he still had to wait until Leng Zimo came before leaving. Was this guy sent by God to torture her on purpose?!
"Have I offended you?"
Luo Xiaoqian's face darkened.
It is true that this scandal, to put it bluntly, is not really to blame on Jiao Yang.
In the entertainment industry, paparazzi, all kinds of gossip... these things are not new at all.
When he heard that she was injured, he came to see her in person, and Luo Xiaoqian was very grateful.
However, now this guy's attitude is clear that he wants to go against her!
"Absolutely not!"
Jiao Yang took out an apple from the fruit basket, took the fruit knife from the table with his long and beautiful fingers, and slowly peeled it.
After a moment, he put down the knife and brought the apple to Luo Xiaoqian.
"Let's do this. If you eat this apple, I will leave immediately. Even if you accept my apology, how about it?"
"Keep your word?" Luo Xiaoqian asked.
"How about we pull the hook?" He raised his other hand, his slender little finger slightly bent.
"No need!"
Luo Xiaoqian stretched out her palm, and he put the apple in her hand, pinched the top apple peel and gently pulled it, and a whole strip of apple peel was peeled off from the apple, revealing the white and juicy flesh inside.
"How is it, isn't it, very beautiful!"
Throwing the peel in the trash can aside, Jiao Yang showed unabashed pride on his face.
Luo Xiaoqian was too lazy to pay attention to him, just brought the apple to her mouth and took a big bite.
Now, she just wants to send this depressed person away, not to mention eating an apple, even eating a pound of pepper, she will admit it.
While biting the apple, Luo Xiaoqian kept glancing at her watch. It had been more than ten minutes. Leng Zimo wouldn't be here so soon, would he?
As she moved quickly, the apple in her hand finally disappeared quickly.
One-half, one-third, one-quarter... Finally, at the last bite, Luo Xiaoqian bit off the last piece of fruit pulp.
Jiao Yang, who had been smiling at her eating the apple, stretched out his palm, and she put the core of the fruit in his palm politely. While chewing the apple in her mouth, she did not forget to remind, "You can go!"
"Okay!" Jiao Yang threw the fruit core into the trash can, pulled out two tissues, handed one to her, and wiped her hands with the other, "I wish you a speedy recovery!"
Then, he got up from the chair and walked towards the door.
Just like the bloody scenes that often appear in TV series and movies, the door was pushed open at this moment.
Hearing the sound, Luo Xiaoqian raised her face and looked over.
A tall figure strode in, wearing a dark suit and a straight fit. His handsome face was so calm that it was impossible to tell whether his mood was sadness or joy.
The person who walked in was none other than Leng Zimo, who she least expected to appear at this time.
Jiao Yang stopped and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Looks like I have to stay a little longer!"
Luo Xiaoqian turned to look at his smiling face, and instantly felt the urge to throw this evildoer off the stairs.
This guy did it on purpose, absolutely!
Saying you eat the apple and leave is just delaying time.
"Jiao Yang!"
Before she could swallow the apple completely, she roared unbearably.
This time, she shouted too fast, and a piece of apple accidentally got stuck in her throat. Luo Xiaoqian only felt her throat hurt, and she was speechless for a moment.
Jiao Yang turned around, but Leng Zimo had already rushed forward, taking two quick steps.
