Qi spirit

Ye Yaqi was like a butterfly, flying all over the rooftop garden of the hotel where the celebration banquet was held, as if she had made up her mind to greet and toast with every guest before she was willing.

Han Yuling stayed in the VIP room waiting for the start of the media conference. Before that, he only greeted a few big customers, and then quickly left the venue quietly and hid indoors to rest.

Across a one-way glass wall, Han Yuling's eyes only follow the butterfly that hangs in his heart.

Xiao Jiong pushed the door open and came in, holding the towel provided by the hotel.

Han Yuling went back to the sofa and sat down, turned his back to Xiaojiong and lifted half of his shirt.

"Uh." Xiaojiong let out a short exclamation, and then sighed.

Han Yuling turned his head and frowned at him: "Don't delay."

"Anyway, he will know sooner or later." Xiaojiong replied in a very bored tone, and continued to the sofa, "Teacher, your injury is much more serious than just now. You really should apply some medicine to disinfect it!"

"Doesn't everyone know that I'm hurt when I smell the medicine?"

"You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it forever."

"You curse me to live with this little injury for a lifetime?"

"Don't dare—the little one dares to curse the teacher." As soon as Xiao Jiong finished speaking, he applied a slightly damp hot towel to Han Yuling's lower back.

Han Yuling's injured lower back was originally only two finger-wide bruises and minor abrasions. After nearly three hours of the second half of the concert, the small injuries were rubbed off by the thick safety belt, and several layers of skin were wiped off. Also because the belt was too tight, it was oppressed until it was purple and swollen, and the area was as big as a palm.

Xiao Jiong applied the towel lightly, but the water on the towel touched the pink and white broken skin, causing Han Yuling to tremble with pain, even though he bit his teeth, he couldn't help hissing.

Xiao Jiong, who had been talking back non-stop just now, had nothing to say at this time, and pressed the towel lightly without making a sound, then took it away after a while, and replaced it with another dry towel to absorb the water.

Han Yuling saw that Xiaojiong, who always smiled at him playfully, now had a serious expression on his lips, and knew that he was worried about himself.

"I reacted so badly just now because I wasn't mentally prepared. Actually, it wouldn't hurt too much." Han Yuling said in a relaxed tone, trying to ease the frozen atmosphere.

Xiao Jiong raised the corner of his mouth, but it was a bitter smile. "I..." He stood up, folded the towel, lowered his head and said softly: "I have known the teacher for five years, and every time the teacher is injured or sick..."

"It sounds like I regret getting to know me." Han Yuling interrupted, wanting to provoke Xiaojiong to retort in a panic, and then stay away from the topic of his own injury.

Xiaojiong was stunned for a moment, not as flustered as Han Yuling expected, and immediately returned to a nonchalant look, turned and walked towards the door.

"Miss Tian is coming soon. I'll go and prepare to receive her first. I've handed over the sports car to Lin Wei." Xiaojiong said in front of the door, his tone was very formulaic and steady.

Receiving VIPs is far more important than escorting Ye Yaqi's gifts, so it is in line with his working principles for Xiao Jiong to entrust the tasks entrusted by Han Yuling to others. reliable.Thinking of this, Han Yuling swallowed his words to blame Xiaojiong for his assertions.

After Xiaojiong left, Han Yuling lifted up his shirt to check his injuries, while thinking about how to hide the scars tonight. The easiest way is to cover them with cosmetics, but the premise is to make sure that Ye Yaqi's hands will not be too hard Rubbing this part, the pain is not a problem, but the makeup will be wiped off.

Then wear clothes that fit you better to sleep, and then... don't let him take off his clothes. ——Han Yuling decided so.

At this moment, the crowd gathered outside suddenly and the flashing lights one after another attracted Han Yuling's attention. Seeing Xiaojiong walking towards the crowd quickly, he knew that the commotion was caused by his special guest tonight.

Han Yuling went to a mirror by the wall to check his appearance, and it didn't take long before someone knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Yan." The person who came in was the hotel PR manager who was in charge of Zhang Luo's press conference. He was not in the entertainment industry, and that was the reasonable way to address Han Yuling.

"The press conference is about to start, and I'll show you the way." The manager, who was almost middle-aged but still handsome and suave, said kindly.

"Okay." Han Yuling still resists being called by his original name, and subconsciously responds with indifference.His gaze was still on the mirror, and he only observed the manager's attitude and behavior from the mirror. He felt that the manager was a bit kind, but he didn't want to think about whether he had dealt with this person before.The six-star hotel he is currently in is known as the most luxurious in the country. He also stayed in it many years ago. He remembered that some unseemly things happened at that time. involved in that matter.

In less than a minute, Han Yuling's hopes were dashed.

"Mr. Yan, do you still remember me?" the PR manager asked with a smile while leading Han Yuling through the corridor.

Han Yuling immediately frowned.

"Haha." The manager laughed, "Of course Mr. Yan doesn't remember what happened so long ago." He seemed to have misunderstood that Han Yuling frowned because he couldn't remember.On the contrary, Han Yuling's memory suddenly became clear, and he remembered why the manager was so kind!

Han Yuling decided to ignore it, and turned his face away to look at the garden, hoping to find the butterfly that could instantly make him happy.

"Mr. Yan, after seeing you up close today, I realized that your appearance is really well maintained. It is not much different from when you were 20 years old, except that your temperament is more mature and attractive."

Han Yuling gritted his teeth. He wanted to ask the manager to shut up. Originally, he only vaguely remembered the past, but because of the manager's talkativeness, it became clear in his mind as if it happened yesterday.

"By the way, is Mr. Lu okay?"

fuck your business!Don't think that you know us very well if you met us once more than ten years ago! ——Han Yuling roared in his heart.Now he even remembered every change in Lu Shaozong's helpless expression because of his willfulness at that time, which was more profound than what was reflected in his eyes at that time.

Fifteen years ago, Lu Shaozong replaced Han Feng's responsibility to take care of Han Yuling. Han Yuling was very dissatisfied with Lu Shaozong. At that time, he was in the luxury suite of this hotel. Han Yuling asked someone to deliver a bottle of spirits. Just as Zong came in, he asked the hotel waiter to take the wine back.Of course Han Yuling refused, but Lu Shaozong tirelessly persuaded him. In a fit of anger, Han Yuling smashed the glass coffee table with wine in front of the hotel waiter, causing a mess.

The hotel waiter is the current manager. He has a very professional ethics and has never spread the word about it.This is probably why he felt that he could talk about the past with Han Yuling openly.

"He's fine. He's on vacation abroad." Han Yuling looked at the manager who was looking back at him. Seeing that the manager opened his mouth to speak again, he rushed, "I'm sorry, I have a cold and I'm very tired. I feel dizzy when I talk while walking."

Han Yuling's excuse successfully prevented the manager from continuing to remember the past, but he was busy using the walkie-talkie to instruct the staff who were setting up the press conference to confirm that the place where Han Yuling sat was ventilated, that the drink he prepared was warm water, and that the blower of the air conditioner would not blow from the front To Han Yuling.

The manager's professionalism and enthusiasm did not give Han Yuling the slightest sense of relief. His current broken mood is like a moth-eaten flower, and no amount of watering and fertilizing will help.

Unless a butterfly comes and picks up his pollen and takes it elsewhere to open a better flower.

"teacher."

From around the corner came the charming voice that Han Yuling desperately needed.

Ye Yaqi was standing upright by the wall.

Han Yuling couldn't help being filled with grievances and wanting to vent, throwing himself into her boyfriend's arms, complaining that someone was ignorant of flattery, which ruined his mood.

However, the spotlight has begun to flicker non-stop.In front of this corner is the press conference venue full of media reporters.

"Our protagonist is finally here!" the host announced into the microphone.

Ye Yaqi turned sideways and stretched out her hand to invite Han Yuling to enter the arena first.

Han Yuling stared at Ye Yaqi's outstretched palm in a daze.

——If only I could hold this hand and get out of here.