Chapter: 697
I can't buy a plane ticket, I can't buy a train, and I can't leave the East China Sea quickly!
The members of the Su family are too ruthless!
"car!"
Ye Qingwu was really scared.
The third young master of the Su family will never give up in this posture, and he will not stop unless he puts himself on his bed.
As for the artists he succeeded, which one can die well?
Ye Qingwu's eyes were a little red, and she immediately picked up her bag, not daring to take more things, and limped into the elevator, nervous and uneasy.
What to do, what to do!
Ding--
The elevator has reached the first floor.
Ye Qingwu went to the front desk to check out, her peaked cap and big sunglasses covered her entire face.
Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder.
"Ah!" Ye Qingwu cried out in panic!
People from the Su family are here so soon!
"Huh? Scared you?"
She turned her head, only to find that it was Lin Yuzhen.
How could Lin Yuzhen be here!
Lin Yu was really embarrassed, she didn't expect to scare Ye Qingwu.
"Sorry, I forgot to ask your name, and I don't know which room you live in, so I just wait for you in the lobby."
She smiled and said, "I just remembered that there is a new steam engine at my friend's clubhouse, which has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. I will take you there to ensure that you can walk normally tomorrow!"
Lin Yu really still remembered this.
After finishing the work at hand, I rushed over immediately.
But I found that I forgot to ask Ye Qingwu's name before, and I didn't know her room number, so I couldn't find it at the front desk, so I had to wait in the lobby.
Unexpectedly, I really met Ye Qingwu.
It's just that she seems to be leaving?
Ye Qingwu was a little dazed.
She didn't expect that it would be Lin Yuzhen, let alone that Lin Yuzhen wanted to take herself to a massage in order to relieve her injury.
She opened her mouth to refuse, but suddenly, the waiter at the front desk looked surprised, but cautiously called out: "You are Ye Qingwu?"
"That popular singer who sang "Wish", Ye Qingwu?"
The waiter was a little excited, and quickly picked up the paper and pen: "I, can I ask you to sign for me?" JrNovels.com