C81 What a Slut

The assistant behind her got into the car. Qiao Xinyou was about to leave when an assistant pulled her into the car.

In the middle of the crowd, Qiao Xinyou felt her wrist being pulled. She felt like she had been squeezed to death.

After getting into the car, the reporters still surrounded the car. After waiting for a long time, they finally got out of the car with the help of the security guards.

Qiao Xinyou sat in the car of the nanny. Next to her was Lu Weiwei. The entire car did not speak. Qiao Xinyou looked out of the car. Sigh, when the reporters squeezed in, they should have taken advantage of the chaos and left.

"Lee, did you bring all my things?" Lu Weiwei asked an assistant in the back.

"Yes, Sister Weiwei."

"Where is it? Bring me the smallest gift box."

Lee searched the bags for a long time and finally found the smallest gift box Lu Weiwei had mentioned. He handed it to Lu Weiwei.

Lu Weiwei's fingers caressed the surface of the gift box as if it was a treasure. Qiao Xinyou, who was originally looking out the window, could not help but cast a curious glance.

This glance made her unable to calm down any longer.

It was like a wave that had been flipped over.

A very familiar gift box.

It was like a gift from someone.

She turned her head and did not dare to look again. Qiao Xinyou, don't think nonsense.

Lu Weiwei slowly opened the gift box. Inside was an incomparably beautiful shell.

In the end, it could not resist her curiosity. Qiao Xinyou turned her head and saw Lu Weiwei's precious gift. It was so beautiful and dazzling that the shell was much more beautiful than the one Xinyan received.

The color of the seamless design gradually changed and it felt like a dream.

Qiao Xinyou did not know what it felt like to put it beside her ear. Would it be different?

Who gave Lu Weiwei the shell? Was it Yan Yilang?

"Qiao Xinyou, I know who gave it to me. Because I am injured and cannot go to the sea, he specially brought it for me."

"Is, is that so?"

Her voice was filled with a heavy sense of loss. It was not for her alone. It was given to Xinyan and Lu Weiwei. It was given to her in the ugliest way.

"Qiao Xinyou, don't think that Yilang cares about you now. He will like you. Actually, it was just to make me angry. Before you appeared, he and I had been very good. Later, I went overseas and got a boyfriend overseas. That's why he would date you. Qiao Xinyou, you're just a tool. Don't worry, when Yilang is no longer angry, he will return to my side. As for you, "she turned her head, her eyes full of pride," you will completely lose your value. "

" I don't want to get involved in the matter between you and CEO at all. I am also not interested in your relationship at all. Miss Lu Weiwei, if you think CEO is just using me to make you angry, I suggest that you save your anger because... I have nothing to do with CEO. "

If hatred could also be regarded as a kind of intimate relationship.

Qiao Xinyou said it with determination and confidence, but what was hidden under her calm and confident face was sadness, loneliness, and anger.

Yan Yilang, I don't believe what Lu Weiwei said. All of this has nothing to do with me. Everything about you has nothing to do with me.

"That's for the best. Qiao Xinyou, at least you know your own limitations. So, don't shamelessly stay by Yilang's side. Okay? Anyone would get annoyed with someone like you after a long time. I think you don't want Yilang to drive you away in the end." Lu Weiwei lightly smiled, her smile was full of disdain towards Qiao Xinyou.

"Miss Lu Weiwei, there is one thing that you are mistaken about. It is not that I shamelessly stick close to Yan Yilang. It was he who took the initiative to let me be his secretary."

Although Yan Yilang's goal was only to torture and bully her.

Qiao Xinyou's neither servile nor overbearing refutation angered Lu Weiwei. Her fingers tightly gripped the gift box. The corner of the gift box was pinched and wrinkled. It was clearly something so precious just now. But now, she didn't seem to care at all. "Qiao Xinyou, you're really a slut."

Lu Weiwei's sudden profanity shocked Qiao Xinyou and even the entire car. The word "slut" was really hurtful to describe a girl.

"Miss Lu Weiwei, isn't it too rude to say that?" Qiao Xinyou asked very politely, even though she already had countless curses in her heart.

Who is a slut? You are the f * cking slut. Your whole family is a slut!

"What is there to be polite about to people like you?" Lu Weiwei answered.

Qiao Xinyou shut her mouth and did not speak anymore. This car was full of Lu Weiwei's people. If she really replied seriously, this group of people who were eyeing her covetously would kill her in a matter of minutes.

Qiao Xinyou still did not know where this car was going and suddenly stopped the car. The car door opened from her side and she was the first to get out of the car. Lu Weiwei quickly looked at the assistant sitting in the back and Lee immediately closed the door.

Qiao Xinyou turned around and the car door was already closed. She immediately started to run away. She did not think about chasing after them. Lu Weiwei did it on purpose. She knew that sitting in that car was not comfortable anyway. She would still be happy after getting out of the car.

She just needed to spend money to take a taxi home. When she thought about how the white money slipped out of her pocket, it made her very uncomfortable.

However, after taking two steps, she realized that something was not right. It seemed like something was missing.

She suddenly realized something and patted her head. Her bag was still in Lu Weiwei's car. The money, the phone, and the keys to the house were all in that bag.

And the place she was in now was completely foreign to her.

She could only ask for help on the way to borrow the phone but was rejected by a few people. Qiao Xinyou sighed at how cold the world was but at least a young girl lent it to her.

The first person in Qiao Xinyou's mind was Yan Yilang, but she quickly shook her head. She did not want to ask Yan Yilang for help, this guy who used her feelings.

Then, she called Gao Yang.

"Hey, Yang, it's me, leisurely."

"Youyou, I'm having an important meeting right now. If there's anything, we can talk about it later, okay?"

"Yang..."

Gao Yang hung up the phone before he could finish his sentence.

Qiao Xinyou looked awkwardly at the little girl who was waiting for her phone.

"Sister, the bus is coming soon. Can you hurry up?" The little girl urged.

"Okay, okay, right away." Qiao Xinyou made an apologetic gesture.

Gao Yang's business must be very urgent and important. She could not disturb him.

However, time was tight. There were only a few numbers that she could remember, and among those numbers, only Yan Yilang seemed to be the only one that could help her.

Bracing herself, she dialed Yan Yilang's number.

However, she did not call twice in a row. Perhaps it was because she saw an unknown number, but Yan Yilang hung up immediately.

A worried expression appeared on the little girl's face. Qiao Xinyou could only smile apologetically, "Wait, it will be done soon."

Damn Yan Yilang, quickly answer the phone.

Qiao Xinyou tried to call the third time and finally got through. Afraid that Yan Yilang would hang up the phone, she hurriedly revealed her identity. "I am Qiao Xinyou. I don't know where it is right now. I don't have any money on me. Come and pick me up."

Qiao Xinyou spoke quickly and anxiously as if someone was holding a knife to her neck.

However, Yan Yilang did not hear any important words in her words.

What the hell was that place? What did this woman say?

Just as Qiao Xinyou finished speaking, the little girl anxiously said, "The bus is here. Quickly return the phone to me."

Qiao Xinyou hurriedly asked the little girl, "What is this place?"

However, before the little girl could reply, the little girl had already taken the phone and quickly got on the bus.