Murong Xincheng looked at the heavily made-up women around Fu Shiqiu, clenched his fist fiercely, and cursed in disgust.
At this time, Gu Liangyan had finished the interview. Thinking of Murong Xincheng's help to her on the stage, in order to express her gratitude, she took the wine glass from the waiter and slowly walked towards Murong Xincheng.
"Mr. Murong, thank you for coming to the opening ceremony of 'Yi Ru', and thank you for rescuing me just now. I would like to toast you with this glass of wine."
Gu Liangyan thanked Murong Xincheng sincerely and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.
"If you really want to thank me, why not also design a brand for me?"
Hearing this, Murong Xincheng raised his eyebrows with interest and drank all the red wine in the glass without leaving a drop.
"Mr. Murong, have you ever heard of a word?"
After hearing Murong Xincheng's words, Gu Liangyan suddenly changed the subject and asked softly.
"Words?"
Murong Xincheng looked at Gu Liangyan in confusion and waited patiently for Gu Liangyan's answer.
"It describes thinking about impossible things. It also refers to stupid and absurd ideas. Why don't you take a guess?"
"Interesting, interesting!"
Wishful thinking? Murong Xincheng laughed and looked at Gu Liangyan, finding Gu Liangyan even more interesting. There were many women around him who flattered him, but Gu Liangyan was the only one who was both "unceremonious" and "very polite" to him.
Hearing Murong Xincheng's unstoppable laughter, Gu Liangyan shrugged his shoulders, turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
"What's wrong with you?" Murong Xincheng frowned, subconsciously holding Gu Liangyan's arm and asked softly.
"It's okay, maybe I stood there for too long."
Gu Liangyan gritted her teeth in pain, shook her head and replied, helplessly looking at her heels. Damn it! What kind of shoes are these, the heels are broken?!
"I'll help you take a rest."
The attentive Murong Xincheng noticed the strange movement of Gu Liangyan's heels, suggested with a chuckle, and took her to a seat aside to rest.
"Thanks."
Gu Liangyan nodded gratefully to Murong Xincheng and sat down.
"You are really unlucky."
Murong Xincheng saw Gu Liangyan's red and swollen ankles and laughed, but his eyebrows furrowed.
"Kind of."
When Gu Liangyan heard Murong Xincheng's words, she nodded helplessly.
She seemed to be really unlucky today. First she made trouble with Shen Xixi, then she argued with that abnormal man, and now she injured her ankle.
"Everything is difficult at the beginning, everything will be fine." Noticing the determination in Gu Liangyan's eyes, Murong Xincheng comforted him softly.
"Yes, it will definitely get better and better!" Gu Liangyan nodded firmly. This blow was nothing to her. She had been through the most difficult years and had seen the real dark night.
How could you be afraid of the strong wind before dawn?
What's more, except for a certain person, everyone else is no different from a mad dog in her eyes.
"I would like to ask, Miss Gu, are you sick?" Murong Xincheng thought for a while, and a tall figure flashed through his mind. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I just saw you taking medicine on the stage."
He saw how Fu Shiqiu rushed onto the stage and held the woman in his arms. Murong Xincheng smiled apologetically and pointed to his position, indicating that he had just seen it.
In this case, Gu Liangyan did not shy away from telling Murong Xinchen what happened.