Chapter 287 Love others first, love yourself first

Luo Wanbai apologized so suddenly that Murong Qiao was a little surprised.

Listening to Luo Wan Bai's sincere apology, the remaining bit of grudge in Murong Qiao's heart disappeared.

"I forgive you," she replied.

Murong Qiao's expression was calm and her words were straightforward. She didn't think Luo Wanbai was an unforgivable villain at all.

Perhaps the two of them had many unpleasant experiences before, but seeing Luo Wanbai who was following Cheng Juan's eyes gradually lose their luster, Murong Qiao felt more sympathy for her.

Now that Luo Wanbai has come to his senses, he is no longer confused, and seems to have returned to the way he saw it at the beginning, Murong Qiao feels a little relieved.

Luo Wanbai was stunned, "You, you forgive me so easily?"

She couldn't believe that Murong Qiao easily forgave what she had done before with just such a sentence.

Murong Qiao didn't think there was anything wrong, he just nodded heavily to show his attitude.

"But I went too far before—" Luo Wanbai hesitated.

It's not that she doesn't know how much her haughty and piercing tone can hurt people, and it's because she knows that it's even more incredible to see Murong Qiao's passing of those things with a single sentence.

Luo Wanbai felt his head being stroked before he finished his sentence.

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, "It's all over, so there's nothing to say."

Her tone was relaxed, as if she had grown a pair of wings, and Luo Wan Bai felt that her mood also flew up, wandering in the dense and soft clouds.

"I hope you don't get overwhelmed anymore," Murong Qiao emphasized this point, "Before loving others, it is more important to learn to love yourself."

It was rare for her to be a life mentor, and Murong Qiao couldn't help but say this very emotional and correct sentence.

Luo Wanbai looked at her blankly, and suddenly her eyes became hot, and the sore feeling made her lower her head in a hurry, and the tears that she thought would flow cleanly poured out again.

"The tears are so flooded..." Murong Qiao complained helplessly.

Too bad she didn't have a second pack of tissues.

Fortunately, this time Luo Wanbai recovered quickly, and after being comforted by Murong Qiao, he quickly packed up his emotions and walked out of the slump.

In addition, it was almost twelve o'clock in the night, both of them were soaked in water, and the wind blew their hearts down, so Murong Qiao directly decided to let Luo Wanbai follow her into the car before talking.

"It's still warm in the car." Murong Qiao sighed.

After getting in the car, she felt that her body, which had been so frozen and stiff, stretched a lot. Although the dress on her lower body was still wet, it was a little uncomfortable, but it was better than standing outside in the wind and waiting for a cold.

Luo Wanbai sat in the car, and after relaxing, he noticed that the hem of the dress Murong Qiao was wearing was also soaked.

She blushed, feeling guilty in her heart, and reached out to take off the coat she was wearing and return it to Murong Qiao, but was pushed back by the other party.

"Anyway, don't think so much, go home and take a good shower and sleep." She said casually.

Luo Wanbai couldn't resist her, so he had no choice but to silently accept Murong Qiao's kindness, but she secretly made a note in her heart, thinking that she would repay the other party when she had a chance in the future.

Although Murong Qiao just felt that the coat was also soaked and would not be effective, let this wonderful misunderstanding continue.

Murong Qiao asked the driver to take Luo Wanbai home first, and after exchanging contact information with the other party, he went back to Murong's house to sleep.

It was just that when I woke up the next day, I still had a cold inevitably.

"...Ah Choo!" Murong Qiao covered his mouth.

She couldn't remember how many times she had sneezed, and she had used up a whole pack of paper towels.

It's rare to see Murong Qiao who has a cold, which caused many people to stare at her when she came to the company today.

Even Jiang Chi, who was reporting on work, couldn't help but stop talking, looked at Murong Qiao with concern, thinking that he would buy some medicine for the boss later.

Murong Qiao coughed lightly, "It's okay, you can continue."

Her eyes were flushed, and she only felt that the tip of her nose was itchy. It was the first time that she felt such an uncomfortable thing about catching a cold.

"According to the traces of the investigation, many traces in the car accident can be determined to be man-made. As you said, I also found the transfer certificate and chat records of Huo Xiuyuan buying the driver of the big truck..."

Jiang Chi reported all the evidence he found to Murong Qiao word by word.

When Murong Qiao became suspicious of Huo Xiuyuan last night, he took the time to send the matter to Jiang Chi and asked him to help investigate.

The result was exactly as Murong Qiao expected, Huo Xiuyuan was behind this incident.

Murong Qiao gritted his back molars, and felt that this person was indeed more annoying than he thought, especially when he thought that the other party got along with many girls at the banquet last night, and he was talking and laughing at Yan Yan secretly looking for someone to kill Huo Yichen. Being double-faced made her even more sick.

"The company that Huo Xiuyuan manages has someone report it, it's enough for him to eat a pot." Murong Qiao waved his hand.

Since he really wanted Huo Yichen to die so that he could get the title of Patriarch, then she must "help".

I just don’t know how Master Huo will react to this after knowing that his nephew has such thoughts...

As if imagining some wonderful picture, Murong Qiao hooked the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, if Huo Yichen was moved, there would be no good fruit for him.

Jiang leaned forward, "I see."

But besides that, there is another thing.

"A person named Luo Wanbai came to the company to look for you today." Jiang Chi asked.

Being reminded like this, Murong Qiao immediately remembered this matter.

After she comforted Luo Wanbai last night, and the other party also expressed her determination to start over, Murong Qiao simply invited him to his company.

Murong Qiao helplessly supported her forehead, "I wanted her to rest for a while."

She didn't expect Luo Wanbai to come over so soon, so she didn't say anything to Jiang Chi.

"Put her in the operation department, don't take special care of her." Murong Qiao ordered.

She propped her chin with one hand, flipping through the chat records between herself and Luo Wanbai.

According to Luo Wanbai, she had worked in a similar company in Luo's company before, so it should be easy to get started.

But Murong Qiao didn't give her special treatment just because she felt sorry for Luo Wanbai. Her company doesn't support idlers.

And she felt that Luo Wanbai was more willing to rely on his own efforts to win the corresponding respect.

Murong Qiao added at the end, "You don't have to help me arrange the itinerary this afternoon."

She plans to see Huo Yichen today.

Jiang Chi backed out in response, and by the way, put all the materials that Murong Qiao needed to deal with on her desk.

Looking at the pile of documents in front of him, Murong Qiao sighed heavily.

Sure enough, being the boss was not as easy as expected.

But on the other hand, seeing the company's prosperity, Murong Qiao also has a sense of satisfaction that his hard work has been rewarded, especially when the artists under him are very competitive.

She smoothly left her signature at the end of the document, and then heard the phone vibrate.

【Jojo, give me five thousand dollars. 】

With this tone, Murong Qiao knew it was Zheng Yue even without reading the signature.

Being able to ask her for money so casually and directly, Murong Qiao couldn't think of anyone other than her.

She picked up her mobile phone and transferred money to the other party first, and then saw Zheng Yue send a photo of herself.

Probably due to eating well recently, Zheng Yue in this selfie looks extra round.

There is a kind of rich beauty.