Chapter 3

When she arrived at the airport at 2:50, she immediately pulled over the car, picked up the bouquet of bright white lilies on the passenger seat and got out of the car.

She rushed into the arrival gate that Ouyang Qingqing's manager told her at a flying speed.

Others gave red roses when they showed love, but Yan Rusheng only gave white lilies. Even when he was chasing Fang Jiayin, he didn't seem to have given red roses.

Fang Jiayin is the darling of Yan Sanshao, and if he still can't mention this name in front of him, he will definitely be furious.

I don't know if Yan Rusheng wanted to wait until he proposed to Fang Jiayin before giving red roses.

While thinking about it, she has arrived at the gate of the arrival gate that Ouyang Qingqing's manager told her.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ouyang Qingqing surrounded by a large group of fans asking for autographs and group photos.

Her agent and airport security were maintaining order and clearing the way for her.

Ouyang Qingqing walked with her head down, with a smile on her face.

But that smile looked so impatient in Wen Xuxu's eyes.

Escorted by security guards, Ouyang Qingqing walked out of the arrival gate.

Wen Xuxu greeted her with a smile, "Miss Ouyang, Mr. Yan sent me to pick you up."

As she spoke, she handed the lily to Ouyang Qingqing with both hands.

A look of disappointment flashed quickly in Ouyang Qingqing's eyes, and she immediately laughed again, reaching out to take the flowers.

"Boss Yan is still thinking about me while he's so busy, I'm really sorry."

With a sweet voice, let alone a man, even a woman's legs can't help but feel weak when she hears it.

Wen Xuxu smiled but did not speak.

She just came to pick up someone for the boss, and she has no obligation to say polite words for him.

Xu felt that Wen Xuxu didn't answer her, and Ouyang Qingqing showed displeasure.

Glaring at Wen Xuxu secretly, she strode forward.

She was wearing high-heeled shoes that were more than ten centimeters tall, and the heels were only as thick as chopsticks.

Step on the ground and make a 'dong dong' sound.

Just as Wen Xuxu raised his foot to follow, Ouyang Qingqing's body suddenly tilted, "Ah."

I sprained my ankle.

Her manager quickly threw away the luggage in his hand and reached out to support her, "Qingqing, how are you?"

"I sprained my foot, it hurts so much." Ouyang Qingqing frowned painfully while holding the sprained foot just now.

"Miss Ouyang, are you okay?" Wen Xuxu originally thought that he didn't need to care about the beauty for Yan Rusheng, but after thinking about it, he still felt that he should go up and say hello.

She stood beside Ouyang Qingqing, looking at her with concern.

A cold light flashed in Ouyang Qingqing's eyes, and she glanced at her manager.

The manager immediately understood what she meant, and looked at Wen Xuxu, "Secretary Wen, I heard that your grandfather used to open a Chinese massage shop. Can you help me to see if Ouyang's sprained ankle is serious?"

Very polite and sincere attitude.

Wen Xuxu didn't think much, nodded and agreed, "Yes."

The ancestors of the Wen family have practiced traditional Chinese medicine for generations. They have learned a little bit from their grandfather's shop since they were young.

She bent down and squatted down, holding Ouyang Qingqing's ankle with one hand, and gently pressing her heel and instep with the other hand, asking Ouyang Qingqing how she felt while pinching.

Ouyang Qingqing lowered her head and looked down at Wen Xuxu with a mocking smile on her lips.

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"Wen Xuxu!"

Wen Xuxu had just made coffee and was about to take it to the CEO's office when Yan Rusheng called her.

She simply didn't even knock on the door, just pushed the door open and walked in.