Extreme Luck

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When Chi Hanjing recovered, she realized that her actions of hugging Murong Qiao and crying had soaked a small area of the other party’s shoulder.

The dark wet marks were especially eye-catching on the beautifully tailored white shirt, so much so that Chi Hanjing’s already red face became even more embarrassed.

She gently let go and took a deep breath of the cold night air. Her mind cleared up. Then, she met Murong Qiao’s concerned gaze and felt the sourness in her eyes that had just retreated appear again.

“Thank you,” Chi Hanjing said again.

She didn’t know how many times she had repeated it, but when she thought of how Murong Qiao had saved her just now, she couldn’t help but speak.

Murong Qiao shook her head and took out the handkerchief she carried with her to wipe the marks on her face so that she wouldn’t look so miserable.

Murong Qiao’s voice was very soft, but it was gentle. “Feeling better?”

“Yes.” Chi Hanjing nodded.

Although her eyes were still slightly red, this made her feel much better.

The two girls stood at the entrance of Yunyue Hotel, their shoulders pressed against each other as they spoke. From afar, it was unknown what they were talking about, but they seemed to have a good relationship.

Murong Qiao’s fair side profile coupled with the shiny and beautiful pearls on her earlobes could cause ripples in one’s heart the moment her lips curled up into a smile.

Cen Qianmo, who had just finished discussing the collaboration, saw this scene.

He stood by the car and was about to open the car door and get in when he stopped when he saw a familiar figure. He looked at Murong Qiao without blinking.

“Mr. Cen?” The chauffeur called out to him.

Cen Qianmo didn’t answer. He looked at her for a long time before answering slowly.

“Wait for me here first,” he said.

When he saw an acquaintance, and it was Murong Qiao, Cen Qianmo wanted to go over and greet her. At the same time, he thought about how the other party’s thin body seemed to catch a cold easily and wondered if he should lend her his coat.

However, when he walked closer, he heard a faint cry and saw another girl wiping her tears.

This was not a good time to talk.

The moment Cen Qianmo realized this, he stopped in his tracks. Then, he stared solemnly at Murong Qiao’s thin back and couldn’t help but tighten his grip on his coat.

He was standing in an obscure position and there were many cars blocking his way. Coupled with the fact that Murong Qiao’s attention was on Chi Hanjing in front of her, she didn’t notice the other party’s gaze.

Murong Qiao waited for Chi Hanjing to calm down before waving her phone at her.

I booked a car for you to go back to the artistes’ apartment. Rest well tonight and don’t think about anything.”

Her confident tone seemed to be able to comfort the panic in people’s hearts, causing Chi Hanjing to immediately calm down.

111 let Jiang Chi handle the rest. If you encounter any similar problems, tell him,” Murong Qiao instructed.

It was not that she didn’t want to accompany the other party, but Huo Yichen’s car would arrive in a while.

Chi Hanjing was a little embarrassed. “Yes, I will.”

The two of them had just finished speaking when the car they had booked arrived in front of them. Murong Qiao sent her in.

Chi Hanjing got into the back of the car. After closing the car door, she couldn’t help but look at Murong Qiao again and meet the other party’s gaze.

Goodbye.

There was no sound through the car window, but Chi Hanjing could still read the other party’s mouth.

Hence, she raised her hand and waved in response.

Murong Qiao was a good boss.

The kind that was extremely rare.

At this moment, Chi Hanjing had an unprecedented realization.

She had been in the entertainment industry for a long time, so she naturally knew the tricks of the companies or the unspoken rules between the actors and artistes.

There were even companies that took the initiative to let artistes do these things in order to exchange for better resources in this way.

But Murong Qiao was not like this. Chi Hanjing understood.

The moment the other party pulled her out without hesitation and made her stand behind her, Chi Hanjing’s heart couldn’t help but beat faster.

Even if she couldn’t see Murong Qiao’s face, just her back view made her feel extremely at ease.

The corners of Chi Hanjing’s lips gradually curled up as she suddenly couldn’t help but think.

She was really too lucky.

As its speed soared, the car gradually shrank and pulled away.

After watching Chi Hanjing get into the car, Murong Qiao sent Jiang Chi another message and heaved a sigh of relief.

She touched her shoulder that was wet from Chi Hanjing’s tears in discomfort and couldn’t help but shrink her shoulders.

The night wind suddenly rose and blew past with an urgent momentum. Even the trees standing at the side couldn’t help but sweep off their leaves, sweeping through the pedestrians on the road with a chill.

Murong Qiao had no choice but to squat in place, wanting to reduce the loss of heat for herself.

When Cen Qianmo saw that small figure not far away, he couldn’t help but take a step forward.

It was not gentlemanly to watch the person you liked freeze.

Cen Qianmo also saw the girl leave just now. This was a good time to go over and greet her.

There seemed to be a little warmth in his heart that began to stir. It was especially obvious in the quiet and cold night.

So he walked over—

“Aren’t you afraid that you’ll catch a cold?”

A helpless and gentle voice sounded above Murong Qiao’s head in the next second.

When Murong Qiao heard this familiar voice, she stood up without thinking and looked up. In the end, as she had squatted for a long time, when she stood up, her vision darkened. She swayed her body and fell into the man’s arms.

A familiar cold fragrance enveloped her.

Fortunately, the darkness only lasted for a moment. When Murong Qiao recovered, she looked up. “Ah Chen!”

“Yes,” Huo Yichen replied faintly. He hugged her and didn’t forget to wrap the scarf he had brought around Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao let him move her and stood there obediently. When Huo Yichen handed her the scarf and windbreaker and held her hand and stuffed them into his pocket, she finally couldn’t help but smile brightly.

“Let’s go home.”

Murong Qiao followed Huo Yichen briskly. Occasionally, she would step on the fallen leaves by his feet or his silhouette under the streetlamp.

Hence, Huo Yichen also slowed down and allowed himself to follow Murong

Qiao’s rhythm. From the beginning to the end, his gaze never left the other party, as if a silent gentleness spread between the two of them.

Cen Qianmo stood in the gap between the cars. He kept the coat he was about to hand out in his hand and watched steadily as Huo Yichen held Murong Qiao’s hand and walked further and further away.

The anticipation that rose was like a slam dunk that was suddenly intercepted at the climax of the game, making the person who threw the ball feel as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. His heart suddenly turned cold.

He was silent as he watched the two of them walk out of his field of vision.

He still didn’t manage to greet her.

The driver waiting for Cen Qianmo was humming when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening from the back of the car.

Let s go.” Cen Qianmo’s calm voice came from the backseat.

The chauffeur started the engine, but when he took off, he couldn’t help but look up and size up the man in the backseat through the rearview mirror above his head.

Cen Qianmo sat in his seat with his head slightly raised. One hand was placed on his forehead, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly. He looked a little tired.

There was no longer a smile on his face. At this moment, Cen Qianmo, who was silent, exuded an indescribable coldness, causing the chauffeur to look away.

Mr. Cen didn’t look too happy. The chauffeur intuitively sensed this..