Chapter 1360

An Ziqi raised her hand and looked around. The crowd was so crowded that she didn't know what she had touched. On the back of her hand, there was blood dripping from a spot.

"Are you okay?" Xia Xing asked with concern.

An Ziqi shook her head, "It's okay. It was probably an accessory on someone's clothes, but it was accidentally pricked."

He wiped the wound with his fingertips, revealing a wound the size of a needle tip, and another blood drop quickly emerged.

An Ziqi just frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to wipe it away again, and didn't think much about it.

Upstairs, in the CEO's office, Xiao Moli listened to the managers beside him reporting on their work, but his deep eyes were always looking at the screen in front of him.

His good-looking brows were always furrowed, and the manager who was reporting work in front was frightened, not knowing whether the president was satisfied or dissatisfied.

Xiao Moli unconsciously held a pen in his hand. When he saw the picture that suddenly appeared on the screen, his face instantly sank, and he stood up in a flash.

"General...President, is there any problem?" the manager asked stammering.

Xiao Moli dropped the pen in his hand, turned around and walked outside.

downstairs.

"Miss An,"

The media were still standing around asking questions, and other artists were also surrounded and unable to move.

There was another uproar at the door, and the crowded crowd was separated by a strong force.

When the media saw the person coming, they immediately made way out of the middle.

Xiao Moli came from behind with a dark face, walked straight to An Ziqi, reached out and took An Ziqi's hand and looked down.

The blood beads on it have been wiped away in the crowded crowd, and the back of the white hand is smeared with blood, and blood is still oozing out from the wound.

When the surrounding media saw this, their hearts trembled.

Who is this so short-sighted? He just interviews, why did he hurt An Ziqi?

Mr. Li is famous for being protective of his wife. If he is really pursued, no one in the media present will be able to escape.

The artists around Huanyu were also worried.

An Ziqi glanced at Xiao Moli secretly, and then she made him angry again, and scratched his palm fawningly with her fingers.

Seeing that there was only a small wound, Xiao Moli's face finally stopped looking so ugly. He glanced coldly at the media next to him and pulled An Ziqi straight out.

If anyone in the media dares to stop them, the best result would be for Mr. Li not to cause trouble for them.

I can only turn around and interview other artists.

An Ziqi was grabbed by Xiao Moli and taken away. She stuck out her tongue and didn't forget to turn around and gesture to Xia Xing, asking her to wait for her in the entertainment department.

Xia Xing smiled and nodded to her.

In the elevator, Xiao Moli pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing before the elevator door opened.

An Ziqi was pulled directly into the president's office. A group of managers were still anxiously waiting for Xiao Moli to come back and continue reporting. When they saw An Ziqi coming back together, they immediately turned around and left the office without forgetting their considerate words. Close the door for them.

Xiao Moli didn't say anything, pursed her lips and went to the side to get the medical kit.

He pulled An Ziqi to sit on his lap, dipped a cotton swab in disinfectant and carefully disinfected the wounds on her hands, frowning so hard that he could almost kill mosquitoes.

An Ziqi smiled and leaned forward, kissing the corner of his lips, "Don't be angry. I was just accidentally pricked. It's just a small wound. It's okay."