Chapter 191: Chapter 188: Captain Lu, I Am Very Sweet
One by one, the vehicles loaded with people drove away.
The atmosphere inside the car had turned somewhat subtle after what had just happened.
No one knew what was going on with the big star today.
They had never interacted with Wen Xian, but the industry insider news generally made the rounds.
Everyone knew that on the surface, Wen Xian seemed gentle, beautiful, and sexy, always smiling to the press, but rumors said she was quite different in private.
Pretentious, heartless, cold and indifferent, her charity was at most making a donation; the hardship of volunteering for a documentary was just a show, and she would leave immediately after, not staying a minute longer.
Was this really the Wen Xian that was talked about in the industry?
In the car, there was silence, and as the snowstorm approached, a female assistant finally couldn’t hold back and whispered to Cheng Dongyuan, who was at the driver’s seat, “Cheng, Cheng Producer, are we not leaving…?”
They couldn’t stop Wen Xian from getting out, but what was the point of this car staying here?
As these words came out—
The figure of Cheng Dongyuan, who had been silent in the semi-darkness, burst out emotionlessly with a few words: “If you’re in a hurry, leave first.”
In an instant, the assistant was taken aback, and then her face turned from red to white with embarrassment.
And at this moment, the rearview mirror finally began to reflect a figure.
Cheng Dongyuan’s eyes sharpened, staring at the person.
Indeed, it was no longer her.
His lips pursed lightly, and seeing the young helper coming over, he finally started the car.
Sang Nian opened the door and immediately bent down to get in, covering his ears, which were red from the cold, and gasped, “Thank you, let’s hurry on, this weather is killer.”
The car finally left. Cheng Dongyuan didn’t make a sound, but noticing that the young helper who had just boarded had a face pale from the cold, he discreetly turned up the heating a bit more.
After a long silence, he suddenly asked, “How old are you?”
Sang Nian, rubbing his icy hands, had eyes clear and bright with youthful innocence and purity. He smiled, “Why ask that, I’m eighteen.”
Upon hearing this, the entire car fell silent.
Their car had issues, and they ended up leaving an eighteen-year-old kid behind.
The fierce snowstorm inevitably arrived.
The world was a blur of grey, swirling with gravel and ice, rattling loudly on the car windows.
Wen Xian was not experiencing this for the first time, and although there was still some oppressive feeling from a near-death experience last time, this time she was not afraid because Lu Xiao was by her side.
Because right now, she was nestled in Lu Xiao’s embrace inside the car.
She curled up like a child, held in his arms, and in her hands, she held a can of milk left in the car, biting on the straw and sucking.
Even though her little nose was still tinged red and her eyes were still moist, she already looked utterly content.
Indeed, no matter the situation, as long as she was with him, she felt satisfied and blissful.
Lu Xiao tucked his coat further around her neck and asked.
Wen Xian shook her head gently, then offered the straw to him, “It’s really sweet, have a taste.”
Lu Xiao’s gaze fell on the straw she’d had in her mouth, his eyes deepening a bit, he averted his face: “Keep it for yourself, I’m not a child.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Xian immediately started squirming in his arms, shifting around.
“Captain Lu, where have you ever seen a child ?”
She glanced down at her chest, proud.