C33 His Cold Aura

The elevator door was slammed shut, but no one forced it open. Yan Yilang walked in with a cold expression.

"CEO?" Qiao Xinyou looked at him in surprise. Feeling his cold aura, she could not help but shiver and tighten her clothes.

The hottest day in summer had passed, but it was not winter yet. Why was it so cold today?

Qiao Xinyou rubbed her head.

Perhaps it was because she ran around, causing her brain to have a fever.

"Go to the hospital." He did not say anything else.

There were only two people in the elevator. The atmosphere was very strange. She looked at him carefully. He looked at his phone and glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

When they reached the garage, Yan Yilang drove the car over. Qiao Xinyou had just sat in the car when a file and USB drive were placed on her lap.

"These are the videos about Weiwei yesterday and the inspection report." He drove the car and looked forward. His thin lips parted slightly. "You just need to go through the motions. If the reporters outside chase after you and don't let go, they will release the videos. "

Oh... He had to admit that Qiao Xinyou liked Yan Yilang's gentleness. If it wasn't for his father's matter and the things that happened five years ago, they could actually have a very good future.

Unfortunately... everything was wrong.

She quietly packed up the USB drive and put the documents away. She nodded and did not say anything else.

On the way, Yan Yilang was charging around. Many people were scared by him. Behind him was a large number of police cars. The horn sound echoed through the sky.

Even though they were far away, Qiao Xinyou could still hear the scolding of the police and the drivers.

With an ear-piercing roar, the car sped through the distance, drawing a beautiful arc. It rushed quickly and stopped in front of the entrance of the hospital's resident department.

When the reporters outside saw that someone was coming, they quickly perked up. Those who held microphones held microphones, and those who held cameras walked up one after another.

"May I ask if you are here for Lu Weiwei?"

"It's Director Yan from A Group." The female reporter screamed. Her eyes were filled with pink bubbles of infatuation. She squeezed to the front. In front of the crowd, she said excitedly, "Director Yan, may I ask what is your relationship with Miss Lu Weiwei? Last time you personally received the plane, this time you also personally paid a visit..."

Balabala threw a bunch of questions at him. Yan Yilang's obsidian like pupils emitted a cold and sharp light, giving people an endless sense of oppression, "You have too many questions."

After saying that, he protected Qiao Xinyou, who was being interrogated, and walked into the inpatient department.

"Miss Qiao? Miss Qiao... Can you tell us what happened yesterday?"

"According to the insider at that time, Miss Lu's belongings were all in your hands..."

The reporters chased after her relentlessly, and Qiao Xinyou's scalp went numb when she asked, "I'm sorry that I injured Miss Lu Weiwei." As she spoke, she took out a USB drive. "Our company has already investigated yesterday's matter. Please do not make any more guesses. Also, don't drag me into this. Thank you..."

The thing that annoyed her the most was these reporters. They always liked to talk nonsense.

For the headlines, for the subscribers, they dared to write anything.

If her attitude softened, she would probably become the main culprit in the entertainment news a few minutes later. She would be the one who harmed Lu Weiwei, the superstar, because of jealousy.

Even if Lu Weiwei was the one who directed and acted, this kind of thing could not be told to the reporters, right?

After weighing the pros and cons, Qiao Xinyou held her forehead and helplessly turned and walked forward. She had long forgotten that there was an expressionless man-eating dinosaur, Yan Yilang, following behind her.