President, go away!

Everyone at the Tianyu entertainment company under the stage responded very well to Shen Qingqing, including the audience's impression of her. It is basically certain that the two places this time are Shen Qingqing and ye Kexin, but the woman who jumped the Swan Lake is also good, so Yun Zheng broke the rules directly and made an exception to let Pan Yu sign the contract.

Rong Jingyan smiled and looked at Shen Qingqing who was still standing on the stage. The smile on her lips became bigger and bigger. She had always been beautiful. She was so beautiful that people could remember it at a glance. She was vulgar but not beautiful, like a beautiful white rose.

Just as he was going to walk towards Shen Qingqing, the smile in his eyes suddenly condensed into ice. He saw the originally built shelf. He didn't know what was going on, but he hit it directly——

"Qingqing, be careful -" Rong Jingyan roared and ran to Shen Qingqing.

"Jing Yan, danger -" Yun Zheng, sitting on one side, wanted to stop, but he was a step late.

He just looked at Rong Jingyan coming forward and holding Shen Qingqing in his arms. Before they could leave, the broken shelf directly hit Rong Jingyan's back, and the sharp corner hit the back of his head.

Shen Qingqing was safe and sound in his arms.

It all happened so fast, almost in a moment.

When the crowd reacted, Rong Jingyan had fallen into a pool of blood. Shen Qingqing held Rong Jingyan and stared at the boss. It seemed that it was full of fear, and tears kept falling from her eyes.

"Jing Yan... Rong Jing Yan..." Shen Qingqing called in panic. His palm covered the back of his injured brain, and there was a wet and sticky blood in the palm, and the thick smell of blood dispersed in the air.

There was only a scarlet color in her eyes.

This reminds her of Annie who died in her arms and ah Yan.

Her children, her only reason to live in prison.

"Rong Jingyan, why did you save me? Why did you come up? You need something... How can I..." how can I give it back to you!

Shen Qingqing had cried incoherently, and there was deep fear in her eyes.

At the moment she saw Rong Jingyan fall in front of her, she widened her eyes, her heart was trembling, and her breathing was almost stagnant. Once everything seemed to emerge, just like a nightmare, how could it linger!

Rong Jingyan's head rested on her chest. He looked at her deeply. His eyebrows were still as warm as before. He stretched out his hand to touch her pale face.

Shen Qingqing reached out and held his hand, but those hands were not as warm as before. They were bitterly cold, just as Anne died in her arms. They seemed to freeze people's hearts.

"Qingqing, I'm fine, don't worry!" Rong Jingyan raised his lips with some difficulty, and his smile was still warm.

"Jing Yan, you'll be fine, you'll be fine..." Shen Qingqing sobbed, tears falling down like broken pearls.

Fell on Rong Jingyan's cheek.

He can't die, he can't!

She can't carry another life. It's too heavy!

"Qingqing, don't worry, I'll be fine!" Rong Jingyan smiled, comfortingly rubbed her cheek and whispered, "fortunately, you didn't hurt!"

His voice was weak, but this sentence seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms and was heavily printed on Shen Qingqing's heart.