"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't hurt you."

Ling Xueer explained with a blushing face. She put one hand on the elevator wall above Li Fei's shoulders and tried her best to stand backwards. But if she squeezed for a while, she once again ran out of control and hit Li Fei's chest. This time the strength was more obvious than before, and it was simply a straightforward chest attack!

Li Fei thought to himself: "Girl, it didn't hurt you."

Ling Xueer was very embarrassed. She never expected such an embarrassing thing to happen when she met Li Fei for the first time.

At this moment, the posture she kept with the other party was very ambiguous. She couldn't retreat, so she could only stay in his arms for a few minutes.

"I'm fine, where are you?"

"I'm fine."

The elevator was crowded with people, which made Ling Xueer almost breathless. Gradually, she saw her breathing rapidly and her face was filled with fine sweat.

"Miss Xueer, can you sign an autograph?" the middle-aged uncle asked enthusiastically.

"Will you wait for the elevator to come out?"

"I'm afraid that when you go out, you won't see your people. I have a pen, so why not sign it now." The other party said as he handed over a black fountain pen.

Ling Xueer turned her back to Li Fei, and looked at the middle-aged uncle: "Did you not bring a notebook? Where to sign?"

Someone started to make a fuss and squeezed over again. Ling Xueer was caught off guard and crashed into Li Fei's arms, like a warm hug. Because she was hitting her back to Li Fei's chest, such contact made her so embarrassed that she almost didn't dare to look at Li Fei again. It was so embarrassing. She had only been acquainted with him for a few minutes.

The next second, the beautiful anchor's mood couldn't help but thump and thump.

Seeing that the idol is so approachable and agreed to sign the autograph, the uncle was happy and said, "If you don't need a notebook, just sign it on your face."

"Don't you need to wash your face?"

"Well, I've decided not to wash my face within a week."

"Okay." Ling Xueer wrote her name on the other person's face with laughter and cry.

There is a word Ling on the forehead, and the word Xueer on the left and right cheeks.

"Thank you very much, Miss Xueer, love tiger oil, Shayannara!"

The middle-aged uncle loves you in English and Japanese, expressing his fanatical gratitude.

"You're welcome." Ling Xueer could hardly bear the other party's enthusiasm and funnyness.

"Miss Xueer, I want it too."

The adults in suits and ties suddenly became as naive as children, rushing to let Ling Xueer sign.

“Where to sign?”

"We don't have a notebook."

"Why don't you sign on your face?"

"Yes, we all decided not to wash our faces."

“…”

Ling Xueer was speechless, raised her pen and started writing wildly.

After a while, her name was all on her faces on the dozen people in the elevator, and she looked extremely funny.

"Miss Xueer, do you know that there is a photo of you posted on the head of my bed." The middle-aged uncle showed off proudly.

A young man next to him immediately answered: "Really, I've posted a lot of them too."

"Fate, brother, which one are you posting?"

The middle-aged uncle replied: "It's the one that Miss Xueer wore a white dress at the fashion show last year. She was simply a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful that she couldn't look directly at it!"

"Sure enough, I posted that one too, and I couldn't sleep well every night."

"Cough cough..." Ling Xueer couldn't help but cough twice.

These men are really good. Why do you have to post photos of themselves at the head of the bed?

The elevator door finally opened, and Ling Xueer pulled Li Fei and escaped from the layers of encirclement, left the building, and got rid of the group of men. Then she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The beautiful anchor apologized: "I'm sorry, I'll make you laugh."

Li Fei teased: "I can't tell that you have quite a lot of fans."

"No, no, I'm a very ordinary person." Ling Xueer waved her hands repeatedly, and it could be seen that she was very modest.

Li Fei noticed that Su Manman had already driven away.

He couldn't help but smile. It seemed that in the heart of the beautiful president, he still had a certain status.

Ling Xueer asked, "Where is the beautiful sister?"

"You're talking about Manman, she's going first."

"Do you want to come and find her?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Let's find a place to drink something."

"Okay." The two hit it off and soon found a cafe and sat down.

"Sorry, go to the bathroom." Ling Xueer smiled apologetically.

"It's okay, go."

Two flowers bloomed, each with one branch. Besides, Wu Jiecao finally slipped away from Yunhai Group and passed through a cafe and decided to go in and drink something to suppress the shock.

Not long after I entered, I found Ling Xueer outside the bathroom. My eyes lit up and I hurriedly stepped forward and said hello: "Hello, beauty?"

Immediately afterwards, he recognized the other party: "Oh, aren't you a beautiful anchor Ling Xueer?"

Ling Xueer replied politely: "Sorry, I don't know you."

"Do you know Wu Zhen Jewelry? That's what I own." Wu Jiecao said proudly.

He felt that it was a girl, and after hearing these words, he would have a doubled in his favor and even took the initiative to touch him.

"What does this have to do with me?" Ling Xueer choked the other party with one sentence and said nothing.

For beautiful anchors, they don’t lack money, so they won’t be as jealous as most women. She is Ling Chenghai’s only daughter, and her father’s property left to her will never be spent on dozens of lives.

However, few people know her family, and most people only know that she is a beautiful anchor and model.

"I don't know if you like this."

Wu Jiecao took out the diamond that was originally intended to be given to Su Manman from his pocket, and then stared at Ling Xueer with a tight look. He felt that the other party would definitely not refuse in the face of expensive diamonds.

It would be a pity to finally come to Zhonghai City without being romantic and casual. Anyway, Su Manman is not here, and few people recognize him, so Wu Jiecao thinks he can pick up girls boldly. What's more, Ling Xueer is indeed very attractive.

Many men looked at the picture of Ling Xueer anchor, and unknowingly made some bad actions, and then unknown liquid blurred on the screen.

"I don't like it, it's too vulgar." The beautiful anchor turned around and wanted to leave.

She was telling the truth. She didn't like this kind of jewelry-like thing, so she didn't wear it.

"Hey, little beauty, don't leave..." Wu Jiecao stretched out his hand and stopped Ling Xueer.

"Xue'er, I'll treat you to drink."

"Sorry, someone asks me, too, don't call me so slutty."

"Who dares to snatch a treat from me and ask him to get out immediately."

"It's so boring!" Ling Xueer pushed the other party away and walked straight towards Li Fei.
Chapter completed!