Invisibly, the awkward atmosphere gradually broke the ice.

The red light jumped to the green light, Long Beijue started the car, Qiao Luo packed up the bag, wiped his mouth with a tissue.

She slanted to the man driving beside her and said indifferently, "I'll pick up Qiao Yuan the day after tomorrow."

After the words came, the atmosphere that finally recovered suddenly fell to freezing point again.

Long Beijue looked at her distractedly, his expression tense, and there was no smile at all, "Are you planning to leave Huacheng?"

Qiao Luo pursed her lips for a while, and she hesitated and said, "I..."

"Ding bei bei bei..."

The rapid whistle sound pressed over the noisy sound and came from the side.

Qiao Luo turned his head and saw a white car suddenly jumping out of the intersection on the left and was rushing towards them.

The headlights of the car were shining with dazzling light, she frowned slightly, and raised her hand to block her eyes reflexively.

"careful."

Long Beijue turned on the steering wheel, his body tilted, and he was speeding up to avoid it.

However, it was still a step slower. The white sedan was too fast and the front of the car brushed past their rear and bumped slightly.

"Bang--"

Long Beijue stabilized his body and first responded to the person beside him.

He reached out and touched her head, looking at her nervously, "Are you hurt?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, but he was still in a state of constant shock, "It's okay."

Confirm that she was not injured, Long Beijue breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the white car behind him, and a little displeasure burst out from his eyes.

He opened the car door and got out of the car, his calm steps carried a little bit of anger.

As soon as he approached the car, an urgent voice came from the car, "Lan Xi, wake up."

Lan Xi?

Long Beijue frowned, his slender fingers curled up, and knocked on the car window.

"Dongdong--"

As the car window fell, a tough and handsome face came into Long Beijue's eyes.

Duan, Fan.

His eyes turned and he calmly took the situation in the car into his eyes.

Duan Fan was sitting in the driver's seat, and the person sitting next to him was unconscious, his pale face was not tiny of blood, his snow-white clothes were stained with scarlet blood, and he looked like he was about to die at any time.

Long Beijue also recognized that man.

Duan Fan’s junior brother, Lan Xi.

When Duan Fan's eyes ran into each other, he showed a little surprise on his face. He didn't expect that the car he hit would be Long Beijue's.

After a brief loss of consciousness, he quickly reacted and lowered his posture, "Sorry, Young Master Long, can you please send us to the hospital? Lan Xi is injured now and is in critical condition."

This time he was blamed for being careless and worried about Lan Xi's injuries. He didn't even know that the car was moved.

Long Beijue glanced at Lan Xi who was unconscious and his eyes were calm.

Before he could speak, a familiar voice came from behind, "Help him."

Before Long Beijue came back, Qiao Luo got out of the car and came to find him.

As soon as I got closer, I heard a familiar voice. Without looking, Qiao Luo could guess the identity of the speaker.

I wanted to turn around and go back to the car, but when I heard the news that something happened to Lan Xi, she had to come over again.

Long Beijue turned around and looked at her deeply, with a little puzzled look.

Qiao Luo avoided his sight, reached out to grab his sleeve, "Help him once."

The man was Lan Xi, and she couldn't help but die.

Long Beijue's eyes were slightly dark, and he caught a hint of anxiety in her eyes. A sour feeling surged up, and he was inexplicably a little blocked.

He turned to look at Duan Fan, his tone was slightly deeper, "What are you doing while standing there? Take him out of the car."

Upon hearing this, Duan Fan opened the car door, walked around to the other side, and quickly carried Lan Xi out of the car.

It was still the snow-white clothes I remembered, but now there was scarlet blood. Qiao Luo's heart sank, and a trace of worry flashed deep in his eyes.

Little did she know that her expression had slight changes that fell into those dark black eyes.

Long Beijue's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the light in his eyes flashed and disappeared.

Is she worried about Lan Xi?

Realizing this, his mood instantly fell to the bottom.

Without rushing to ask, Long Beijue held her hand and said, "Let's go."

Qiao Luo withdrew his gaze, and his eyes swept across his side face, keenly feeling his depressed mood.

Back in the car, Long Beijue started the car and the speed was as fast as possible.

"Lan Xi, just hold on for a while and you'll be fine when you're in the hospital. Don't fall asleep and wake up."

Duan Fan gently patted Lan Xi's face and looked at the person in his arms with eager eyes.

"Lan Xi, don't sleep, wake up quickly."

Listening to the words coming from the back row, Qiao Luo was restless.

She raised her eyes quietly and looked at the rearview mirror. Lan Xi's pale face reflected into her vision. She couldn't help but frown.

How could he be in Huacheng and was injured so seriously? Could something happened to Fengyun City again?

Soon, the car stopped at the hospital gate.

Duan Fan opened the car door and suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the man sitting in the driver's seat, and said sincerely, "Young Master Long, please help me, Duan Fan, I will definitely repay this favor."

This is Huacheng, not Fengyun City. Lan Xi is seriously injured now, so he can't afford to wait, so he can only rely on Long Beijue's power.

Long Beijue said nothing and turned his eyes to Qiao Luo, as if waiting for her to make a decision.

Qiao Luo glanced at Lan Xi and met Long Beijue's deep eyes. She still spoke, "Help him again."

After the words came, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Long Beijue looked at her regularly, turned to Duan Fan, "Take him down, I'll arrange other things."

Upon hearing this, Duan Fan looked at him gratefully and hurriedly got out of the car with Lan Xi on his back.

Immediately afterwards, Long Beijue opened the car door and got out of the car, took his cell phone and dialed.

Qiao Luo sat in the car, tilted his head slightly, and looked at his back through the window.

The night is deep, and the man's tall back is surrounded by a bit of loneliness.

She was stunned for a moment, as if he had been in a state of emotion since the beginning.

Before she could understand, the man had finished calling and walked up to her.

A low voice fell into her ears, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Qiao Luo came to his senses and shook his head gently.

With Duan Fan here, Lan Xi should be fine.

Long Beijue's face warmed up a little, and he opened the car door and sat in the car.

He fastened his seat belt and started the car without saying a word.

On the way back to the hotel, no one spoke.

The atmosphere that finally broke the ice was vaguely stalemate again.

Qiao Luo suddenly spoke, "Long Beijue, are you angry?"

Long Beijue's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a slight slightest voice, "Is there any?"

A calm tone exudes a hint of sourness.

Qiao Luo turned his head and looked out the window, his tone was indifferent, "It's better if you don't."

Long Beijue was even more upset when he was worried.

Without parking at the hotel entrance, Long Beijue drove directly into the hotel's underground garage.

Jolow wondered, what did he do when he drove into the garage?

Just as I was about to ask, the person beside me had untied his seat belt and approached her.

Qiao Luo was stunned, his back pressed against the car door, and there was no way to retreat.

"you……"
Chapter completed!