Chasing Shadows, Guarding Secrets

Chapter 7 Self-control and calmness towards women bordering on abstinence

Chi Huan used to know that there are a lot of women like Mo Shiqian, and even bumped into a very senior actress in the circle to show him affection, and is willing to white pour paste the kind.

And, of course, she watched with her own eyes as his brow calmed and rippled with rejection.

Even if that actress is not only a rich movie star, but also a sexy woman that countless rich people are fighting over behind their backs.

He seems to be a modest man in front of women, always keeping a bland distance, but in a way, this self-control and calmness towards women bordering on abstinence ......

Hard to figure out and even harder to approach.

Ji Yu's appearance and family history is not as good as the current her and the former Chu Shih, but it is also the authentic rich girl white beauty, chasing after her man is the same before and after.

Ikari smiled and asked, "You like him?"

Ji Yu was shy, but still firmly nodded, "He ...... unintentionally saved me once."

Chi Huan faintly said, "Although he is my bodyguard, but his private life I always do not ask, so it is not clear whether he has a girlfriend or not ...... However, I heard my father said that he has a fiancée who has been set up since childhood, the specifics I do not know. "

For Mo Shiqian, even though he was always omnipresent and omnipotent in his role as her bodyguard, other than his looks and name--

She knows nothing about it.

Ji Yu looked at her expectantly, "Miss Ji ...... can you give me his phone number?"

Ikuhuan propped his head up with one hand and said nothing, neither good nor bad.

Ning Youran, who has the best relationship with her, gently bumped her shoulder, "That's your bodyguard and not your sweetheart, you have to give a chant, Xiaoyu is a good girl, I see your bodyguard is also reliable, quite match. I think your bodyguard is also reliable, quite a match."

Ji Huan looked at Ji Yu and finally said nothing and wrote the number to her.

Because of Su Ya Bing's appearance, Chi Huan was in a bad mood, and although it didn't show on her face, she neither chatted much with Ning Youran nor played games with the people next to her.

Sitting alone in a corner drinking.

Ning Youran looked at her from afar, but still walked over and sat down beside her, "Huan'er, why do you look sullen?"

Ji Huan glanced at her, attached himself to her and hugged her, resting his chin on her shoulder, muttering a smile, "Happy, getting married, the man I've been chasing for four years will soon belong to me completely and utterly."

Although it was sappy and flirtatious, it couldn't hide the deep frustration in her words.

Ning Youran said, "Who was it who said that women don't drink when they're happy, and that a woman's drinking only shows that she's sad?"

"Bullshit."

"Got into a fight with Moxie Story?"

A fight?

Ikuhuan's head shook and he said in a nasal voice, "No."

Last night by Mo Shiqian soaked in cold water for a whole night, after hanging the drip although a lot better, but the cold small illness is small, but also not all of a sudden can be cured.

Because of Ikuhuan's personality, usually when she was in the mood to play, she was bound to be the hippest one in the crowd.

When she wasn't in the mood, she sat quietly on the sidelines and no one hard would try to pull her.

Ning Youran looked at her for a moment, stroked her hair, and sighed softly, "That's fine, you should drink less wine and go back to sleep earlier."

Alone with half a bottle of red wine, she leaned sideways against the arm of the couch and plopped down on it with her eyes closed.

It was loud in my ears and a little too quiet in my heart.

People who feel lonely either find a place that is so quiet that no one can hear them and be alone.

Either that or hide in a hustle and bustle, where noise can sometimes bring a sense of security.

Because she'd be alone if she went back, but it was still early.

…………

After a short nap with some wine, she woke up with a small yawn as she lifted her wrist and glanced at her pale gold wristwatch; nine o'clock had passed.

Fumbling for his cell phone from his bag, he called Mo Shiqian directly.

The first time I called, he didn't answer.

Ji Huan's eyebrows furrowed into caterpillars, unexpectedly not answering her calls?

In all the time he'd been at her side, this had never happened before.

She dialed again, and this time was quickly connected.

The man's voice on the other end of the line was as low and bland as ever, "Missy."

Ji Huan was stunned, not knowing if it was an illusion, she heard a biting sense of indifference.

She didn't care and said lightly, "I'm not feeling well, I want to go back to bed early, so come and pick me up."

After a few moments of silence, the man answered over there, "Things are still busy over here, I'll have someone take you back on my behalf, okay?"

Chi Huan originally didn't care and was about to agree when she suddenly remembered something and replied instead, "No, I'll call Xiyou and have him come over to pick me up."

"Sorry, Missy, I'll pick you up in the morning."

Ji Huan is a star, but she is also still an acting student, when she is not filming she attends school, because of her wedding plans with Mo Xi Guan, she has left this half year free.

"Good."

Hanging up the phone, Ji Huan turned to dial Mo Xi Gu.

The cell phone rang for a long time before it was picked up, the man's voice carried obvious fatigue, "Ji Huan, is something wrong?"

"I'm in 1999, Mo Shiqian has something temporary and can't send me back, Xiyou, can you come pick me up?"

After a moment of silence, the other end returned, "Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."

Ji Huan immediately smiled with an open brow, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Hanging up the phone and glancing at the time on her cell phone screen, she opened the game page to play the game again.

She stood up after twenty minutes or so, smiling lazily as her fingers combed through her long hair, "I've had a cold for the past two days that hasn't gotten all the way out yet, so I'll be going back to bed early today."

She's made the occasional early exit before, so no one was surprised.

Ning Youran said uneasily, "Huan'er, do you want us to find someone to send you back."

Ji Huan smiled sweetly, "No need, Xiyou came to pick me up."

A friend who was playing cards teased, "Thinking about your boyfriend is thinking about your boyfriend, what can't you say and curse yourself with a cold."

Chi Huan didn't explain much, "Don't worry, we'll get together next time."

She'd had a bit to drink, and with a lingering cold, her whole body was slightly smoky and dizzy, and she drifted as she walked along.

It wasn't until she stepped out of 1999 and a cold breeze hit her that she winced, which cleared her head a little.

Wrapping the wide trench coat around her body, she looked down and took a breath as if she could smell the crisp, clean odor belonging to that man, with a reassurance that had long been familiar to her.

Mo Shiqian was rarely absent from her, and for a while she was actually a bit uncomfortable.

Headlights shot over from afar, and when Ji Huan looked up she saw a silver-gray Lamborghini coming toward her.

It was Mo Xi Gu's car, Chi Huan's heart leapt and she quickened her pace and walked over.

I can't wait to pull open the passenger door, "West is dead ......"

The voice, thick with joy, came to an abrupt end, and the man in the driver's seat was no Mercer.