"He said... you are the most special girl he has ever seen. By the way, he is here too. We are leaving together. Shall we have dinner together?"
"No... no need." Mo Bei shook his head hurriedly, "I... I came here with my friends, we are leaving soon."
"That's it, okay then. You should have my phone number another day. It's still the same number as before..."
"Maybe there is no chance. I will go abroad tomorrow." Mo Bei said.
"Then wait until you come back."
She looked full of expectation, and even Mo Bei couldn't bear to refuse. He pursed his lips, and then Mo Bei hardened his heart and said, "I... won't be back in a short time."
Luo Xiaoqian was a little disappointed, so naturally she would not force the other party, "Then there may be a chance in the future."
"Okay." Mo Bei looked her up and down, then smiled and extended his palm to her, "Xiao Qian, I wish you happiness."
Such a good woman is indeed worthy of the love of Leng Zimo and Jiao Yang.
"Thank you, and I hope you can be happy." Luo Xiaoqian stretched out her palm and shook it with hers.
"Goodbye." Retracting his palm, Mo Bei turned to leave, but Luo Xiaoqian walked her out.
Seeing Leng Zimo outside, Mo Bei was startled, "Leng... Mr. Leng."
"Mo Bei?" Leng Zimo was also surprised when he saw her, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to watch your movie." Mo Bei twitched his lips and said, "Well, I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first."
Without giving Leng Zimo a chance to speak again, Mo Bei waved to the two of them and rushed out of the bathroom.
"She seemed to be in a bad mood. She was crying alone in the bathroom just now."
Luo Xiaoqian stepped forward and looked at Mo Bei's fading figure, with a look of pity on her face. She saw Mo Bei crying just now. Although she didn't know why she was crying, she could tell that Mo Bei was really serious.
Very sad.
"What else did she say?" Leng Zimo asked.
"I invited her to have dinner with us. She said she had something to do. I said another day. She said she would go abroad tomorrow and might not be back in a short time." Luo Xiaoqian briefly recounted the conversation between the two, "She
He also said, wishing us happiness."
Leng Zimo looked at the direction Mo Bei left, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, called up a number, and dialed it.
In the screening room, Jiao Yang's cell phone vibrated immediately.
Taking out his mobile phone and seeing Leng Zimo's number on it, Jiao Yang immediately stood up, strode out of the exit, and answered the phone, "Hey, Zimo, what's wrong?"
"We are here." Leng Zimo pulled Luo Xiaoqian and strode over.
Jiao Yang lowered his phone, confused, "Did something happen?"
"We just saw Mo Bei." Leng Zimo said.
"Mo Bei?!" Jiao Yang's heart suddenly shrank, "Where is it?"
"She was crying alone in the bathroom. She ran out just now. She told Xiao Qian that she was going abroad tomorrow and might not be back in a short time."
Jiao Yang held the phone tightly and hurried towards the exit without saying a word.
He rushed out of the cinema as quickly as possible and stood on the steps looking around.
On the steps, countless reporters and fans were waiting, but Mo Bei's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
His heart was about to jump out of his chest, but he couldn't see her.
In my heart, I was nervous to death.
"Mo Bei!"
Raising his voice, he shouted her name loudly.
There was so much noise in the square that his voice couldn't travel far.
Jiao Yang strode down the steps and saw a loudspeaker held by a security guard who was maintaining order. He snatched it away, raised it to his mouth, and called out her name again.
