Chapter 87: Shh

Su Zhan pursed his lips, opened the WeChat interface, and waited for Ming Siran to scan his QR code.

Ming Siran's lips curled up when he was done, and he even complimented, " "Little brother's profile picture is so cute."

Su Zhan's face suddenly turned even redder. He didn't know how to react. He silently pulled up the zipper to cover half of his face and shrank back into his seat.

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes and decided to close her eyes and sleep.

On the way, she really did fall asleep, her head swaying back and forth with the car. Ming Siran propped his head on his hand and looked at her leisurely. The next second, Luo Qiao's head suddenly fell down. Ming Siran seemed to have been prepared for it, as he reached out and caught her in time, then placed her head firmly on his shoulder.

He looked down at her, tucked her slightly messy hair behind her ear, and gently caressed her face.

……

It was very quiet in the car. Su Zhan had some questions for Luo Qiao and turned around to see that scene.

The man was kissing the woman. His movements were gentle, but every breath he exuded was extremely possessive.

In the next moment, Ming Siran seemed to have noticed him. His eyes were dark and deep, but he did not seem to be guilty of being caught doing something bad. Instead, he gave him a devilish smile and made a shushing gesture.

She seemed to be telling Yingluo not to tell her.

Su Zhan's heart trembled. He quickly sat back in his seat, his heart beating like crazy.

He did not dare to turn his head again.

Luo Qiao only woke up when she was about to reach her destination. She immediately met Ming Siran's lazy, smiling peach blossom eyes.

She was stunned for a few seconds before she quickly sat up straight.

"I fell asleep?" She touched her face in shock.

Ming Siran stretched his stiff shoulders and said lazily, " "No, I didn't. I'm the one who fell asleep."

“……”

Luo Qiao turned her head away and looked out the window.

When they arrived at their destination, the group parted ways. Luo Qiao patted su Zhan on the shoulder and said, " "Let's keep in touch on WeChat."

Su Zhan subconsciously looked at Ming Siran.

The man had his hands in his pockets. He was slender and had a lazy posture. He sensed his gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Su Zhan quickly nodded to Luo Qiao and bade them farewell.

"Little puppy brother is so good." Luo Qiao looked at su Zhan's back and sighed, feeling as if she had been cured.

Ming Siran strode over to her side, his eyes sweeping over her lips as he said lazily, " "Little sister Qiao Qiao is not bad either."

Luo Qiao looked at him in confusion.

……

After that, the two of them returned to their respective companies and were extremely busy.

It was almost a week later when everything was settled.

Tang Moqi and ke Bozhou had both turned off their Weibo comments. Their careers had taken a nosedive, while Luo Qiao's favorability on the internet was getting higher and higher. There were no more black spots, and there was nothing to nitpick about her personality, looks, and family background. On top of that, she was a couple with Ming Siran. Her fan base was getting more and more spectacular over the past few days.

……

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This afternoon.

Su Zhan suddenly pushed open the door of the lounge, and the sound startled his good friend Zhou Hao, who was lying inside.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?" Zhou Hao asked.

Su Zhan didn't speak. The young man's white face flushed red, his lips tightly pursed, and his body was like a bow that was pulled to the extreme, tensed up.

Zhou Hao was about to ask a few more questions when a middle-aged man's arrogant sneer came from outside the door. "I'm f * cking telling you, su Zhan, don't think you've grown wings. As long as the contract is still there, even if you die, you'll die Here!"

Su Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, and the aura around him was ferocious.

Zhou Hao quickly closed the door and pulled su Zhan to sit down.