Chapter 88 Painful

"Fu-xiao-Ya!" The petite figure hidden behind the square pillar suddenly trembled and recited the name of ** in the bottom of his heart.

It turned out to be the baby daughter of Fu Boxuan, chairman of Jingjiang Media. Because this clothing press conference was broadcast live by Yuncheng TV Station, a subsidiary of Jingjiang Media, Jing Min knew Fu Boxuan's name. As for his daughter, she just heard her father mention it.

"Explain? It's really funny. We haven't made a marriage contract, and I haven't made any promises to you. I don't know what Miss Fu wants me to explain to you?

"Have you never loved me?" Fu Xiaoya's voice trembled heavily. A gorgeous face seemed to be afraid and bloodless. Two empty big eyes looked at the pale Yu pitifully, looking very desolate.

"Love? Feelings?" Yu lowered his head, looked extremely calm, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "In Yuncheng, who doesn't know that the girlfriends I have made by Qingyu can line up from Shihuang Square to both sides of the Jingjiang River. Miss Fu, please don't mention such an illusory thing to me. We were willing to be together at the beginning, but now we can get together and break up, okay?

"Qingyu, you bastard!" Fu Xiaoya cursed, and then with a "pop", a crisp and fierce slap in the face, hotly on Yu Qingxiu's cheek.

Yu did not dodge at all, his body stambled slightly, and then a bright trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. He raised his eyes and smiled awe-inspiringly at Fu Xiaoya and said calmly, "This slap is what I owe you. From now on, we will go our own way. Goodbye!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around, raised his feet and left. He walked out not far away, but was hugged tightly from behind by the woman who suddenly ran up.

The woman wrapped her body around his body like a vine. A face soaked in tears was attached to his stiff back with all kinds of nostalgia. The previous arrogant momentum and fierce expression had disappeared in an instant, and only turned into a weak and painful woman, pleading bitterly: "Don't go, even if I beg you... Didn't we have a good time these days? I know, you liked me..."

The turbulent tears soon soaked his coat. Yu tried his best but couldn't struggle. He had to raise his hands, clenched the green jade fingers on his chest, and broke them one by one...

He stopped step forward, but did not look back. His tone was determined: "I, Qingyu, have always been a person who likes the new and hates the old. Just think that I have never liked you. In those days, we took what we needed, and now, let's forget it together!"

At this point, there seems to be no more reason to stay. The handsome young man with a beautiful face, a straight figure, and always gentle and affectionate, has moved away from Fu Xiaoya's sight step by step...

Qingyu's move caused the petite figure behind the square column to suddenly shrink back. At this moment, Luo Jing** felt that her blood was boiling up, and every nerve in her head was burning, as if it was going to explode the next moment...

She couldn't accept the terrible scene in front of her. The romantic Yu, who cared about everything about her and loved her everywhere turned into a flirty and ungrateful playboy overnight...

Today, if she hadn't witnessed him so cruelly and decisively dumped an elegant woman who would have lost her self-esteem for him, I'm afraid she would never have known his true face...

The true face!

Thinking of this terrible word, Luo Jingmin suddenly felt that the sky was dark. She wrapped her chest in fear with both hands, and her trembling body leaned against the cement column and gradually slid down...

At this time, the woman who had collapsed not far away suddenly shouted at Yu, who was walking towards the exit of the garage: "Qingyu, did you do this to me for Luo Jingmin? Tell me, answer me?"

This time, Yu turned around in time, and Fu Xiaoya, who was so cold in his eyes, took a step back.

"Hahaha, do you think that how you feel about her is true love... Qingyu, I tell you that people like you don't deserve to talk about love at all. Listen to me, I, Fu Xiaoya curse you, I curse you, I will never get true love in my life, curse you for the pain in your life..."

Yu ignored the crazy smile behind his back and scolded like a madman. Fu Xiaoya only walked forward with a big stride, but when he walked to the side of the square pillar, he saw Luo Jingmin, who was pale and slipping on the ground.

His chest seemed to be suddenly passed through his chest by a sharp blade. The fatal heartache made him pale in an instant, his expression was cold, and he lost all his consciousness and ideas for a while...

He stumbled forward like a wandering soul, trying to touch the petite figure falling to the ground.

"Don't come here, please don't come here!" But it was stopped by Jingmin's tearing scream. She raised her hands to cover her ears, buried her head deep in her arms, and only shook her head desperately.

Fu Xiaoya also saw this shocking scene. Two abnormal crimson appeared on her originally miserable face, and she laughed contentedly and happily. Heaven really had long eyes. Unexpectedly, her curse began to come true so soon!

Yu squatted down and approached the trembling body little by little. He was about to hold her in his arms, but he was pushed away by another long arm that suddenly appeared, and then his body fell to the ground.

The owner of the long arm took Yu's position and took Jingmin into his broad chest. He gently touched her head and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, Jingmin, don't cry!"

When Jingmin heard this familiar voice, a broken heart suddenly calmed down a little, buried herself deeper in his arms, choked and cried sadly, "Brother!"

"Don't cry, Jingmin won't cry. You can't forget that you are the real protagonist of the whole press conference today. Now everyone is waiting for you outside. You know, the press conference was very successful. Seeing that the figure in his arms calmed down a little, he sobbed a little, and his soft voice rose again, "Now, can I take you out?" The delicate figure, who was already crying, nodded slightly.

Under Fu Xiaoya's proud eyes and Qing Yu's desperate gaze, Luo Hanfeng helped the weak Luo Jingmin out of the garage step by step...

When the two came to the backstage, Sun Wentao, the assistant director who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, in order to delay the time, he was in a hurry and asked the host to invite Luo Tianqi, the chairman of Luo's Group, to the stage for a short on-site interview, which calmed the small ** that appeared on the scene and solved the crisis that the designer did not appear in time.

Now seeing Luo Jingmin appear unharmed, he quickly bowed respectfully to Luo Hanfeng: "Thanks to Mr. Luo, otherwise this live broadcast really can't continue."

This time, Luo Hanfeng replied very modestly, "You should thank you." She turned around and patted Jingmin on the back again to make sure that her mood had basically calmed down, and then said to Sun Wentao, "You can invite the designer on the stage!"

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On the stage, the models dressed in colorful "DreamDaisy" spring and summer clothes lined up and stood gracefully.

Luo Tianqi, Bai Shu'an and the hostess stood in the middle to welcome the designer's appearance together.

In fact, today is the first time that Bai Shu'an has seen Jingmin wearing an elegant formal dress. The beige windbreaker sets off her light temperament just right, and the high tied up ponytail is more energetic.

Bai Shu'an looked at Jingmin's appearance on the stage expectantly, but found that her cheeks were pale and her face was haggard, especially a pair of red and swollen eyes, protruding on her thin face like two purple grapes, which was simply a miserable expression after crying.

Luo Jingmin, who glanced past Luo Jingmin, who stepped into the stage, was fixed at the entrance of the stage. His body was instantly petrified. It turned out that he was not dazzled or hallucinating just now. Everything was true. He really came back. At this moment, the man was standing indifferently not far away, looking at Jingmin with a pair of dark and deep eyes, and It's like looking at yourself...

Why didn't Jingmin come to power for a long time? Why is she so sad at this moment? Could it be that Luo Hanfeng has cruelly told her the truth of the matter?

Does he really not understand Luo Tianqi and his good intentions at all?

At this costly clothing conference, she endured more than half a month of torture, and now her feet are still swollen and painful. Every step is like walking in a thorn bush, and the pain is difficult...

I didn't expect him to ruin all this...

Bai Shu'an looked at his surprised eyes and gradually cooled down. Maybe the confident man never needed the help of others. He always felt that he was strategist and could control everything...

At this time, Jingmin had come to her side, opened her arms to her, and hugged her tightly...

In the eyes of everyone under the stage, maybe this is just a ceremonial hug by the designer to thank the main show, but Jingmin's slightly trembling cold body clearly tells her how much she needs a warm embrace to let her rest and rely on at this time, even for a moment...

Luo Tianqi obviously had also noticed the strangeness of Jingmin, but he just looked at her quietly. His dark eyes cast a sign of gaze at Bai Shu'an.

Bai Shu'an immediately got it. Her hand on Jing Min's back gently rubbed for a moment, tilted her head to her ear and whispered, "No matter what happens, you can't fall tonight. Anyway, I'll be with you. Let's finish it beautifully together."

Jing Min then loosened her arms, calmed down, took Bai Shu'an's hand, walked to the stage together, and bowed to all the guests present!

There was roaring applause, cheers and screams again off the stage...

This surging shocking sound lasted for a few minutes, and gradually rose to the sky over the Phoenix Square, as if it was about to spread all over the bright cloud city...