After the award ceremony, Momo went to drive, and Song Qiao walked out in the elevator. Almost all the reporters ran to interview Rong Luoyin, the winning actress, so no one noticed her.
Standing at the door, the cold wind blew lightly.
She reached out and hugged her arms, suddenly missing her two babies at home.
Because of them, she was able to survive those difficult years.
Unfortunately, God could never see her happy. Just two days after her good days, Qiqi was diagnosed with leukemia.
The bone marrow matching and the sky-high medical expenses left her breathless.
This is also an important reason why she entered the entertainment industry.
She is short of money, very short of money.
While lost in thought, he suddenly bumped into a man in black with a silver mask on his face.
The masked man was very strong, and seemed to be in some emergency. His steps were hurried, and Rong Qiao was hit and staggered.
"I'm sorry." The masked man's voice was low. Although he apologized, he showed no intention of stopping and his attitude was very perfunctory.
Rong Qiao frowned, although he was not satisfied with the masked man's attitude.
But this man was dressed in black and had a mask on his face. He looked very much like a big brother in society.
On a night like this, she had better not mess with him.
Rong Qiao nodded and turned around.
However, as soon as he turned halfway, his eyes touched the silver dagger on the ground, and he subconsciously reached back and grabbed the sleeve of the masked man.
"Wait a minute, you dropped something."
The masked man was too fast, and Rong Qiao suddenly reached out and pulled off his sleeve.
Looking at the sleeves in their hands, Rong Qiao and the masked man were stunned.
Rong Qiao's face instantly turned crimson, and he hurriedly lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stop you, it was you who dropped your things -"
Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.
Song Qiao's eyes widened and he stared at the man's arm.
The clean and tidy sleeves, with an arrogant and ferocious tiger head tattoo peeking out from inside, met Song Qiao's gaze, like an invisible hand, pulling her back to the nightmare she had many years ago.
The helplessness, panic, and grief that night... all turned into barbed ropes, tightly binding her, causing her flesh to bleed.
Song Qiao opened her mouth and breathed hard. Then she pinched the man's wrist hard and paused: "Yes, you?"
Gu Jingting was surprised, his eyes were as dark as a deep pool.
How did she recognize herself?
The silver mask on his face covered his face so tightly that even those close to him couldn't recognize him. How could she find out?
But I only helped her once in the rest room upstairs, and it was just a casual relationship.
While thinking about it, he heard Song Qiao say with hatred: "That night two years ago, you were the one who ruined my innocence? Who are you?"
Gu Jingting paused slightly, and his thoughts quickly returned to that night two years ago.
In the past two years, he had sent countless manpower and material resources to search for the whereabouts of that woman, but found nothing. He didn't expect that he would stumble across her after trying hard to find her.
Maybe I can find a chance to get that thing back today.
He said calmly: "It seems that we are destined."
"Who is destined to you!"
Song Qiao waved his hand and slapped him in the face.
Gu Jingting grabbed her wrist with his backhand and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "What do you want to do?"
"You ruined my life, I wish you could die." Song Qiao roared in a low voice.
"Ha." Gu Jingting sneered coldly, "Ruined your life? That night, you entered my room by yourself."
Rong Qiao gritted his teeth in anger, but could not utter a word to refute.
That night she was tricked into going into the wrong room, and it wasn't entirely the masked man's fault.
However, Song Qiao was not willing to let the man go like this.
While Song Qiao was hesitating, the masked man had already gotten into a luxury car.
Song Qiao didn't know much about luxury car brands, but seeing the leather seats, luxurious interiors, and various customized accessories, this car probably cost more than 10 million.
Is he so rich?
With doubts, Song Qiao asked: "What do you do?"
Gu Jingting didn't answer but asked: "What do you think?"
When Song Qiao heard this, he looked at his hands on the steering wheel, thought for a moment and asked, "Bodyguard?"
After all, most of the rich people she had seen brought drivers with them when they went out, not to mention that it seemed that only bodyguards wore masks when going out.
Gu Jingting glanced sideways at her and raised his eyebrows slightly. I'm afraid this woman's eyesight wasn't very good, but she was able to recognize him as a bodyguard, but luckily, he didn't intend to reveal his identity.
He didn't say anything, so Song Qiao took him as his acquiescence.
"What's your name?" Song Qiao thought of an important question.
Gu Jingting raised his eyebrows and said three words: "Gu Dajing."
Song Qiao: "..."
It's really down to earth.
She took out her mobile phone and blocked it in front of the car: "Leave a phone number."
"What to do?" Gu Jingting frowned.
Could it be that this woman has recognized him and is playing hard to get?
"You bullied me, don't you want to take responsibility?" Song Qiao glared at him.
Of course she didn't do it for this reason. If possible, Song Qiao would never want to contact this bastard for the rest of his life.
But her daughter Qiqi has never found a suitable bone marrow match. Now God sent Gu Dajing to her, who is her daughter's mobile bone marrow bank.
Song Qiao will not let it go.
Gu Jingting gave Song Qiao a meaningful look and called out a series of numbers.
Song Qiao quickly remembered and then asked: "Where do you live now?"
Gu Qinghan said nothing.
Song Qiao realized that since Gu Dajing was a bodyguard, he must be living in his employer's house.
It's probably inconvenient to say.
Just when Song Qiao was about to say forget it, something suddenly occurred to him.
Bodyguarding is a high-risk profession. What if, what if one day Gu Dajing gets into a fight and is hammered to death?
It doesn't matter whether he dies or not, but Qiqi's mobile bone marrow bank is gone.
Realizing this, Song Qiao grabbed the man's arm tightly and refused to let him go: "Stop being a bodyguard for others!"
Gu Jingting frowned and looked at Song Qiao funny: "What's wrong, you want to support me?"
"Yes." Song Qiao nodded heavily, "The tone was extremely sincere and firm. I will support you, and you can be my bodyguard."
The sneer on Gu Jingting's face suddenly stopped and he looked steadily at the little girl in front of him who said he wanted to support him.
