Minister Wang has asked people to find a way to hit the lounge door, but all the anti-theft locks on this viewing platform are the safest. If they are locked from the inside, they can invite the locksmith to come.
It’s just that there is no lock master around here. It will take a long time for the lock master to come. Minister Wang is sweating outside. If Qingchen is really in danger at the TV station, if Chenchi is really angry, let alone their TV station, the whole 49 cities will be turned upside down by him!
In the process of waiting for the locksmith to come, Xia Xiaotian still pointed the knife at Qingchen in the lounge, but there was no real hand.
In fact, even Qingchen himself is a little strange at this time.
If Xia Xiaotian really wants to hurt herself, why hasn’t she started until this time? How many times has she ruined herself?
Xia Xiaotian squatted beside Qingchen, dribbling and looking at her face, smiling obscure and ferocious.
"Xia Xiaotian you …"
Xia Xiaotian smiled at Qingchen with a knife, which made Qingchen shudder. "Do you know when I haven’t started yet?"
"… what?"
"Because I have to wait for Professor Chen to come, I want him to personally see that you are ruined by me and then I am no longer qualified to be with him …"
Isn’t Qing Chen stuck in Xia Xiaotian’s innocence a mental illness? She actually wants to face her hand in front of Chenchi?
Why would this woman want to do this if she wasn’t crazy?
Seeing a little fear in Qing Chen’s eyes, Xia Xiaotian said with satisfaction, "Are you afraid … but don’t worry, I will treat you well when Professor Chen comes …"
And Xia Xiaotian the words sound just fell and the lounge door was rang again.
Both Qingchen and Xiaxiaotian heard the low voice "Xiaxiaotianmen" coming from outside at the same time.
Xia Xiaotian’s eyes lit up. "Professor Chen is here!"
Then she turned to stare at Qing Chen. "You see Professor Chen has come to save you, but he can’t save you …"
Said Xia Xiaotian took out the words and called Chen Chi.
Chenchi was outside the lounge, and when he appeared, everyone around him focused on him. Looking at him, he was full of rage and coldness, and everyone dared not get close to him, but they moved their eyes.
Minister Wang wiped his forehead sweat and said to him at the first sight when he saw Chenchi, "Professor Chen Qingchen should be inside. Don’t worry, we have contacted the lock company to come and lock the master horse …"
Professor Chen didn’t take a reason at all, but exchanged ideas with Zheng Nuo around him.
Chen Chi’s mobile phone rang and he immediately picked it up. There was a sound of Xia Xiaotianyin inside. She had a deep fascination with "Professor Chen … you’re here …"
"Xia Xiaotian, if you want revenge, you can find me." Chen Chi negotiated with Xia Xiaotian and gave Zheng Nuo a look.
"Professor Chen this thing and you didn’t! I want you to know that Qingchen is not good enough for you. How can she be with you when you are so good? "
When Xia Xiaotian talked about his infatuation with Chenchi, Zheng Nuo had put it on his backpack. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said to Minister Wang, "Take everyone away for a minute and disappear."
Minister Wang saw Zheng Nuo and vaguely felt that this powerful man looked familiar, but he couldn’t remember who he was.
When he saw that Zheng Nuo was coming with Chen Chi, he listened to his orders and asked his onlookers to leave here with him.
"What are we going to do? Sister Qingchen will be fine in there …"
"Yes, who is this person? What makes us leave?"
At this time, Zheng Nuo has put away all the lazy breath, his eyes are cold and narrow, his eyes are full of seriousness, and he looks at those people sarcastically. "You are the burden here."
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After that, he didn’t care about the others. He crouched down and hit a black backpack and took out something from the inside that made everyone gasp for air.
It was a black gun with a long body and a cold light, and the slender muzzle was even more creepy.
"Are you sure you want to stay here?" Zheng Nuo wiped his gun and turned to look at the people who were still here.