Chapter 127
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He reversed the car and quietly parked it by the roadside. 13579246810
His heart was so sad that it felt like there was a huge hole that couldn't be filled.
He picked up a cigarette, lit it and took a deep puff.
A large amount of nicotine rushed into his lungs, causing him to cough for a long time.
After smoking a few cigarettes, he thought of her proud character and picked up his phone to make a call.
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Qiao Lian was in her room, worrying about how to eat.
The housekeeper would definitely see her face when she went downstairs. It wouldn't be good to put on a face mask again.
She hung her head down in annoyance. Then, her phone rang.
She opened it and saw that it was Chuanliu Buxi in the WeChat group.
[Chuanliu Buxi: Qiao Lian, are you the reporter who got beaten up on Weibo? Qiao Lian]
Qiao Lian was stunned. She quickly opened Weibo and saw the video.
She immediately clenched her fists. This Su Meimei!
It wasn't a glorious thing to be beaten up, why did the whole world know about it?
But Chuanliu Buxi had been her friend for so many years, she didn't want to lie to her.
Hence, she thought for a while and replied, "Yes."
Chuanliu Buxi and the people in the group immediately expressed their concern for her.
As Qiao Lian was chatting, there was a knock on the door.
Then she heard Caretaker Li's voice, "Madam, the food is ready. Madam has some matters to attend to, can I bring some people over to help? Will it be a problem for you to do it alone? "
Qiao Lian's eyes lit up at once upon hearing this. "No problem!"
Then she suddenly heard a loud noise outside. "Caretaker Li, Ah Lu's leg was injured. I brought Sir's superior ointment for her to use. It's on the coffee table in the living room, don't throw it away."
After a while, everyone in the villa left.
Qiao Lian opened the door and walked downstairs. She felt that God was on her side today!
The food on the dining room table was very sumptuous and she ate heartily.
After eating, she was about to go upstairs when she suddenly saw a box of ointment on the coffee table.
This ointment had been recommended by the doctor in the hospital, but she had rejected it because it was too expensive. Now … it would be a waste not to use it, right?
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Shen Liangchuan stayed downstairs until the sky darkened. When he saw that the lights upstairs were off, he waited for a while before getting out of the car. Quietly, he pushed open the main door of the villa and slowly made his way upstairs.
If he didn't see her face with his own eyes, he wouldn't be at ease.
The door to the master bedroom was not locked. When he pushed it open and walked in, he saw Qiao Lian lying on her side on the bed, fast asleep.
He slowly walked to the bed. Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, he could see that she was sleeping soundly. Her hair and cheeks were swollen, and there was an obvious wound on the right side of her face. Such a long wound, even if it healed, it would leave a scar, right?
Thinking of this, his eyes turned cold.
In the silence of the night, he stared at her face for a long time. He reached out, wanting to touch her wound, but his hand paused in midair. In the end, he didn't dare to touch it.
He didn't leave until late at night.
He went downstairs, went out, and sat in his car. He picked up his phone and dialed a number.
Song Cheng picked up very quickly. Sleepily, he said, "Hello, Brother Shen, can't you let me sleep in the middle of the night?"
Shen Liangchuan looked straight ahead and said, "Yesterday, you said that there was a production team that invited me to a press conference. I remember that the third male lead was Wang Wenhao?"
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