Chapter 622 (1/2)

Lin Xi's exit has become a hot news at the awards party, which Xia Hanxue did not expect.

There are many ways to hype in the entertainment circle. Making a fool of oneself is also a way.

Lin Xi stood on the stage, but he made such an ugly voice that he easily grabbed the headlines.

Although a lot of people scolded her, she became the focus of the award ceremony.

Xia Hanxue gritted her teeth angrily: "hum, it's really cheap for her."

Lin Xi was sent by Leng Yaochen to his personal doctor for treatment.

Fortunately, the ingredients of the added medicine are not heavy, and the vocal cords have not been damaged. However, it is impossible to restore the sound as usual.

When Lin Xi thought that his voice could never be restored, he felt uncomfortable. At the same time, he also resented the man who had poisoned his hand.

Leng Yaochen leaned on the sofa, his face slightly recovered.

Lin Xi came out with his head down, a small face dim.

The doctor told Leng Yaochen about her illness, and Leng Yaochen's face immediately froze.

"Let me know who's behind the scenes. I'll spare her." Leng Yaochen looked at Lin Xi's miserable face, and felt a trace of pity in his heart.

I don't know what kind of psychology it is. How can he pity this woman?

Is it because she frowns like Lin?

"Mr. Leng, thank you..." On the medicine of Lin Xi, speak more difficult, say these words, she is almost exhausted all the strength.

Leng Yaochen stood up and went to the door without a sound.

His cold back, let Lin Xi's heart, slightly pulled, then, more at a loss.

Lin Xi turned his head to look at the doctor and asked bitterly, "Mr. Leng's face is not very good. Do you know what happened to him?"

"Miss Lin, you should try to speak less at this time, which is good for the recovery of vocal cords." Naturally, the doctor did not dare to easily disclose the master's medical history, so he lightly advised Lin Xi, and then turned to his business.

Lin Xi looked at the door, his heart filled with complex emotions.

Cold Yao Chen that cold sweat straight up, breathing difficult appearance, has been rooted in her mind, can't disperse.

She really wants to know what happened to Leng Yaochen. Is he ill? It doesn't matter.

Lin Zimeng also participated in the award party. At the end of the party, she followed the crowd to the exit.

"Zimeng..." Suddenly, a familiar voice, make her heart a fierce pull.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Chen standing in the corridor beside him, with a bunch of bright roses in his hand.

Lin Zimeng breathing a stagnation, the next second, want to rush past, hard to hold the man.

But reason held her back.

Lu Chen has quickly walked over and handed over the flowers: "I bought them for you. I hope you like them."