Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Nan Qianman patted her hand reassuringly: "Of course I know you didn't secretly take photos of her. What's so good about her figure?"

"You!" Yang Yunqiao's face turned red with anger, and she pointed at Nan Qianman with her red nails.

"Director, the director is here"

There were murmurs from the crowd, then dispersed some.

After Luo Ziye finished filming, he chatted with the director about the filming. In the blink of an eye, he unexpectedly saw the person he was longing for among the dispersed crowd.

He frowned, stepped forward in three or two steps, roughly pushed aside the crowd, and strode up to Qiao Muxi amid the stunned and expectant eyes of everyone and Yang Yunqiao.

Carefully holding Qiao Muxi's hand, he looked around with a serious expression and was about to kill someone.

But he spoke to her in a very soft tone, from heaven to earth: "How did you do it?"

"...It's okay." Qiao Muxi pulled her hand back and hid it half-hidden behind her back. At the same time, she pushed Luo Ziye's shoulder and took a half step back to close the distance between the two.

At this time, Yang Yunqiao still didn't care about life and death, came up to her and said coquettishly: "Ziye, she was just pretending to be a minor injury, and she was seriously injured. She secretly filmed me, and I felt a shadow in my heart."

But everyone knew clearly that she was putting on a show, so of course no one paid any attention to her.

There were so many people present, all from the entertainment industry, and they were always wondering if there were cameras filming. Qiao Muxi did not dare to get too close to Luo Ziye in full view of the public.

She shrank her arms, pursed her mouth into a straight line, and raised her eyes, not daring to look at Luo Ziye. She lowered her head like a wounded animal, and the suppressed grievance in her eyes was about to overflow.

Luo Ziye was stunned, his hand hung in mid-air and then he put it down. He understood what Qiao Muxi meant.

But he doesn't care.

Qiao Muxi felt that Luo Ziye was silent for two seconds, then bent down and picked her up.

The way the princess was hugging her was in full view of everyone. If word spread about it, maybe what would happen to her.

But she didn't dare to resist. She pinched the clothes on her chest with her fingers, turned her head to Luo Ziye, and quietly huddled in his chest.

Qiao Muxi knew that Luo Ziye was in a bad mood. Doing this and relying on him wholeheartedly would make him feel better.

She also knows how Luo Ziye looks angry and the consequences...

Thinking of this, Qiao Muxi shrank and crawled further into his arms.

When Luo Ziye passed by Yang Yunqiao, his voice was so cold that he wanted to kill someone: "Yang Yunqiao, it's impossible for me to like you, do you understand?"

"you!!"

Luo Ziye ignored the crowd of surprised people, leaving behind a stern figure, ignoring the cameras pointed at him overtly and covertly, and just guarded the little man in his arms.

He strode to the front of the car, then gently put Qiao Muxi into the passenger seat, then opened the door and left.

Yang Yunqiao angrily took two steps forward and angrily pushed things on the table next to him.

Then she pointed at the assistant closest to her to vent her anger: "What are you doing? Did I ask you to come to the show?!"

The assistant immediately backed away in panic, her face turned pale, and she quickly bowed: "Yang, Sister Yang, I'm sorry."

She stretched out her hand and ordered: "Bring me my phone!"

The assistant quickly found the phone and put it in her palm.

Yang Yunqiao turned on his phone and said viciously: "If you dare to do this to me, you will never let that bitch go..."

Suddenly her cell phone was taken away by one hand. Yang Yunqiao gritted her teeth and subconsciously snatched the phone: "Give it back to me!"

They were all easily dodged by Nan Qianman.

Her face was cold and dark, and she looked condescendingly at Yang Yunqiao, who was blushing with anger.

Yang Yunqiao unconsciously avoided her gaze, and her voice weakened: "What are you doing...!"