C103 Accident
C103 Accident
It had to be said that when she was playing the piano, she was in a completely different state.
Elegant, charming, and a little playful.
Even though the clothes she was wearing were of average quality, she was able to see through her faint dimples from her every frown and smile. She even tilted her head and blinked her eyes to see a touch of exceptionally alluring and playful sexiness.
At this moment, Qiao An was very quick-witted. Even her pair of eyes, which had always been calm, seemed to be dyed with a little bit of starlight.
If it wasn't for the guide staff beside her hand, no one would have thought that there was a problem with her eyes.
After the last tune was played, Qiao An got up and bowed slightly. Then, she took the guide staff and left the stage.
The staff took her and went on stage to pick up her flowers. "They are all for you by the fans. Take them back with you, Qiao An."
"No." Qiao An put away her mask and raised her hand to touch her wristwatch. "It's late. I'll be going back today."
Qiao An thought about it and changed her mind. "Pick a simple one for me. I will bring it back to plant flowers."
She thought of the devil at home. She might be able to coax him if she gave him a bouquet of flowers.
The staff picked a bunch of stars. After Qiao An picked it up, she chose to go out through the back door.
There might be people who were sending flowers today and waiting to add them on WeChat. She really did not want to deal with them.
Qiao Xue specially made a trip to the bathroom and watched Qiao An leave through the back door before quickly sending out a message. [She left through the back door. Quickly come over.] ]
[Got it. Don't worry, I'll take money to help her solve the problem.] 】
Qiao Xue sneered, [Don't forget to record the video and add money.] "
...
There was a narrow and dark passage between the back door and the front door, but in Qiao An's eyes, there was no difference.
The staff had said that the path was only about 100 meters. After going out, it was the road to the front door. At the end of the road was where the taxi stopped.
The cool night wind blew over and Qiao An could clearly smell the fragrance of the flowers in her hands. The light fragrance was especially refreshing.
Suddenly she heard a series of footsteps behind her. The footsteps were very fast and there was a vague smell of alcohol.
She leaned to the side and her footsteps also became faster.
However, she was still a little nervous. She planned to take out her phone to call Huo Chengzhou, but the bouquet in her hand was a little hindrance. At this moment, the person behind her suddenly rushed over and covered her mouth with her hand.
Terrified, Qiao An struggled with all her might to make a bigger noise. In the end, she was weak alone.
...
Huo Chengzhou waited at the door for a while, but there was no one there. His heart was anxious. He turned back to quiet, but found that Qiao An was not on the stage at all.
He stopped a staff, "Where is the person who played the piano just now?"
"He left." The staff said, "If you want to hear it, come back tomorrow."
"Gone? Where did he leave from?" His eyes narrowed. "You have a back door."
"That's right."
"Where is it?" Wang Yao asked. For some reason, Huo Chengzhou felt uneasy, as if something was going to happen.
The staff did not know him, so he naturally did not want to say it. "Sir, the back door was taken by the staff..."
"Where is it!?" Huo Chengzhou asked in a cold voice. His voice, which was covered in ice, made the staff shiver. It subconsciously turned around and led him there.
Huo Chengzhou kept running out from the back door. He saw a bunch of fallen flowers on the road, and a figure flashed by at the entrance of the small alley.