C888 Injured
C888 Injured
Menglan stood in front of the podium and adjusted the microphone with a generous smile. She said to the numerous designers and cameras below the stage, "Hello everyone, I am Menglan. He was very happy. I am fortunate enough to host tonight's jewelry exhibition. There is not much to talk about. Let's draw lots first. "
As he spoke, he took out a straw stick from under the podium. There were many wooden sticks inside.
Menglan began to explain the reason for the drawing of lots. In order to prevent other bad things from happening, almost all the procedures were open and fair.
Every designing company or personal designer went forward to draw lots and then checked the result of the drawing. There was a serial number on the wooden lot. Those who drew number one first went up to the stage to introduce their design, followed by number two and three, following the sequence.
The designers started drawing lots from the first row. Bai Youyou stood up and just as she took a step forward, her feet slipped and her body tilted to the side as she was about to fall to the ground.
In the nick of time, Ye Mingchen reached out and held her in his arms. He whispered in her ear, "Did you hurt your ankle?"
"Hmm. . . " Bai Youyou gritted her teeth and shook her head.
"Let me see. "
"No, help me draw the lots. I will sit down first. " Bai Youyou's head was in so much pain that it seemed like it was hurting her ankle. The intense pain made her feel as if she had hurt her bones.
Zhao Quan helped her sit down. Only then did Bai Youyou realize that she was muddle-headed just now. She actually asked Ye Mingchen to draw lots for her on the stage.
Most of the designers on the stage were women. One of them was a tall man, which attracted many people's attention.
Zhao Quan wanted to squat down to check her injuries. Bai Youyou gently waved her hand away. "I will see for myself what you will introduce in the stands. "
The drawing of lots came to an end very quickly. Ye Mingchen quickly walked down. Bai Youyou was bending down to check her injuries. After pinching her, she softly called out and even tortured herself again.
"Don't move. " Ye Mingchen pulled Bai Youyou's hand away. A cool big hand was placed on her white ankle and he tried to pinch it lightly.
Hiss -
Bai Youyou took a deep breath. It was so painful that she could not speak. Ye Mingchen looked up at her and handed the wooden stick to Zhao Quan.
"Number sixteen, go up and introduce yourself. "
"En. . . En, en. " Zhao Quan nodded in a daze.
In the next second, Bai Youyou was lifted up horizontally by Ye Mingchen. The feeling of her body suddenly floating in the air almost made her cry out in shock. But when she thought about what kind of occasion this was, she immediately covered her mouth.
Ye Mingchen carried her and walked out of the Exhibition's hall. His already cold and stern face had a few more traces of gloominess.
Even though Bai Youyou covered her mouth and did not make a sound, there were still many people who noticed their situation and looked over curiously.
The reporter who followed them from the beginning to the end jogged to follow Ye Mingchen's footsteps and hurriedly said, "What is going on?"
Ye Mingchen pursed his lips and did not answer. Bai Youyou thought that the reporters were still broadcasting live, so she could not appear unreasonable.
So she slightly tilted her head and said, "I accidentally sprained my leg. "
"Oh, oh, you have to be careful. " The reporter did not expect Bai Youyou to answer her and nodded in a somewhat overwhelmed manner.
Ye Mingchen found the lounge and locked the reporter outside. He then placed Bai Youyou on the soft sofa and knelt on one knee in front of her.
"Bear with it. "
"Ah?"
Just as she finished speaking, Bai Youyou let out a cry of pain!
Ye Mingchen actually pulled and pushed her feet, pushing the twisted place back to its original position!
Tears seeped out of Bai Youyou's eyes. She was very good at enduring pain, but the prerequisite was that she knew the pain beforehand.