Tangled Up In Blue

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind. Poppi was taken aback and quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears. But
she dared not turn around.
Not far away from Poppi behind where Benson was standing. He heard what Poppi said and she cried just now. He shook his
head and sighed. Then he asked the taxi driver again, "how much is it? Let me pay!"
The taxi driver told them a number, but Poppi didn't hear it clearly. She just bit her lips and turned around awkwardly. She didn't
dare to raise her head and smiled awkwardly, "Mr... Mr. Ji, what are you doing here?"
Tom rolled his eyes at her. 'since he is here, of course Mr. Ji is here!'! This woman was so stupid that she cried so hard that her
IQ had gone offline.
"Come to the periodical office." Benson walked two steps forward, pulled out two old black wallet from his pocket of shirt, took
out two red bills and handed them to the driver.
The driver saw everything and thought that it was Poppi and Benson who were in a quarrel. Taking the money, he couldn't help
asking, "are you the girl's boyfriend? You should tried to soothe the little girl and she had cried a lot along the way. As a man, you
should be responsible for what happened. If there is anything wrong, you shouldn't treat a little girl wrongly, shouldn't you? "
Hearing this, Poppi shook her head and hurriedly explained, "no, no, no, I'm not..."
"Okay, , I know. It's my fault. Thank you. " The driver uncle nodded approvingly, gave the bill, and drove away. Benson didn't give
Poppi a chance to explain and acquiesced in his' crime '.
Silent, Benson went back to Poppi. The improper silence made Poppi feel even more uneasy, as if she were stripped off all her
clothes and thrown into the sun. All her secrets were known and she had nowhere to escape.
Poppi was a little unable to bear the pressure. When she was about to say something, Benson spoke up in advance, "he is just a
stranger. You don't need to explain too much. Just accept him in silence."
"...... Oh. " Poppi nodded her head obediently, but she still dared not look at Benson, "well, I'll return the money to you."
"Money is not a big deal, but you..." When he saw her crying, Benson felt a little sorry for her. He took out a handkerchief and
handed it to Poppi. "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Wipe your tears first. "

Seeing the white handkerchief, Poppi felt a little aggrieved somehow. She shook her head in a hurry and said, "no, nothing
serious..."
Tom rolled his eyes again, with her voice blocked like this, but still said nothing. This woman became really stupid!
"It's cold outside. Let's go back to the company first." But on the other hand, Benson couldn't help but feel sorry for Poppi. Maybe
it was because of Poppi's laughter much more than tears that he felt so hurt when he saw her tears, which was even worse than
cutting his body.
No matter who she was or whether she was willing to go with him, Benson dragged Poppi away immediately.
Most probably, it was because of Malcolm.
Poppi kept sniffling to stop her tears running down. Then she followed Benson to walk into the building.
In front of the elevator, Benson winked at Tom to stop him from coming up with him. Then he walked into the elevator with Poppi
alone and asked tentatively, "did Malcolm bully you?"
"...... No. " Poppi could not speak at all.
"No one could make you cry so sadly except him." Benson said firmly, "You can keep it from me. But are you sure that Malcolm
won't come over soon?"
Poppi bit her lips and thought it might be possible.
When Benson saw the situation, he was more sure of his thought. He asked again, "if he comes after you, do you want to see
him or not? After a while, everyone will come to work. If they see that you and Malcolm are in a stalemate, I don't know what
rumors will spread. "
Ding
The elevator door opened, and out came Benson and Poppi.
Benson told her, "Go to your office and have a rest! Not in a hurry to work. "
"Thank you." Poppi thanked him in a low voice, "Mr. Ji, if Malcolm really comes here, can you tell him that I'm not here?"

"Okay," Benson looked at Poppi and nodded I'll give you whatever you want and I'll block whatever you don't want. Give me a
chance to protect you in any way.
Poppi smiled sadly. Although her eyes were full of sadness, it was like the sun after a rainy day which gave great comfort to
other people.
"Mr. Ji."
When Benson was about to turn around and leave, Poppi slowly called his name.
"What's wrong?" Benson turned to look at Poppi again.
"Do you believe that Nothing will happen if a man and a woman stay in the same room all night? " Poppi asked with a poker face.
Benson's body trembled, and instinctively he thought of the night when he and Emily were together four years ago. Of course it's
possible! But what Poppi really meant by what she said was about Malcolm and someone else
"I believe ." Benson said in a deep voice, as if he wanted to give a faith to Poppi. "If you don't want to let it happen, it will never
happen. Malcolm won't go wild about anything. "
Hearing the name of Malcolm, Poppi's eyes flashed and she felt guilty.
"Go to your office and have a rest!" Benson comforted her
"Thank you." Poppi thanked him and left. Should she trust Malcolm? Believe it or not, she needed to calm down and sort out
what happened last night.
After going back to his office, Benson prepared his work. Although he wanted to know what had happened between Poppi and
Malcolm, he was an outsider and had no right to interfere.
The headline news that day popped up on the screen. When Benson was about to turn off the screen, his eyes were drawn by
the words "Malcolm" and "SG". The moment he clicked on the news, he was shocked to see it.
Malcolm Quan. Malcolm Quan was the grandson of Carl Quan! That is to say, Malcolm is the cousin of George It turned out that
they all had the surname Quan. It was not unreasonable. Who revealed that Malcolm's real identity? Is it true?
In the car, Malcolm still felt dizzy. Poppi's phone had been turned off, and it was impossible to get in touch with her. Just now, he
called Hugh, saying that Shirley had returned to the filming site overnight. And, the call from Wendy was answered by Barry,

saying that Wendy had not yet woken up due to alcoholism.
Thinking of this, he knew that Poppi no one could to look, but she definitely didn't go home. It was possible that she either went
to the company or still wandered outside. Anyway, he should go to the magazine first.
Pressing the accelerator hard, Malcolm drove to the downstairs of the periodical office, while suffering from an instant sneeze.
Knock, knock, knock
When Benson was still lost in his thoughts, a sudden knock on the door interrupted him. He quickly straightened up and shouted
outside, "come in!"
Hearing this, Tom rushed into the room and gasped, "Mr. Ji, Mr. Mo from the SG group is here. The receptionist said that he has
entered the elevator and couldn't stop him!"
"You came so soon." Immediately, Benson stood up and strode forward, followed by Tom. When he passed by the office of
Poppi, Benson saw her putting her head on the desk and having a rest indistinctly and Benson felt relieved.
Ding
After getting out of the elevator, Malcolm went straight ahead without paying attention to others. He was about to enter the lobby
when he saw Benson at a corner. He stopped for a moment.
"Welcome, Mr. Mo. what can I do for you?" Benson stopped and asked first.
"Where is Poppi?" Malcolm stepped forward and glanced at the place behind Benson.
"She is not here." Benson also took a step forward, with no intention of giving in.
They looked at each other and kept silent. The two tall and handsome men didn't say anything, but the rage around their bodies
became tangible like air resistance.
All the staff in the lobby looked towards them, wondering what they were going to do next.
"I am so envious of Poppi. If I could be favored by two outstanding men like her, I would wake up from my dream, hahaha..."
Aileen lay in her seat and began to gossip.

Jenny sighed and shook her head, "I will be very worried."
"For what?"
"Worry..." Jenny's frowned eyebrows suddenly stretched out as she snickered, "Bothering me, which one should I choose, hee
hee..."
Aileen rolled her eyes at her, but couldn't help laughing. "You're insane How can there be such a good thing in the world! "
"But what a lucky thing for Poppi..."
On the other side, Malcolm frowned and said in a sharp voice: "I want to make sure whether she is there or not."
"Mr. Mo, this is a periodical office. We are not at any other place." Benson said loudly. The implication of his words was that
Malcolm don't be too presumptuous!.
Hearing that, Malcolm clenched his fists. Instead of being surprised at what he had expected, Benson did not show any surprise.
It seemed that Poppi was really here!
"Mr. Mo, I believe that Poppi must have her own reason for not seeing you. So even if she is standing in front of you now, no
matter what you say will be useless." Benson said slowly. "So, I think you'd better find out the truth about your relationship first.
It's good for you, for her, and even for our magazine. And these things about the news Mr. Mo. There are still many things you
need to take care of, I believe. "
Malcolm's eyelids twitched, but he did not speak, frowning, as if he was considering the practicability of Benson's words.
"You go to tell Poppi that I will only give her one morning's time, and only one morning's time for myself. I will come here at
noon." After a long time, Malcolm finally compromised.
"Okay." Raising the corners of his lips, Benson said, "I hope Mr. Mo can solve the problem once and for all."
"Of course." Malcolm stared into Benson's eyes, without revealing too much emotion, but spoke sincerely, "Mr. Ji, I can only
entrust her to you for the whole morning, please take care of her."
Hearing this, Benson was stunned for a while. He was about to nod his head but asked in a low voice, "have you and Poppi got
married?"
"Yes, she is my wife."

With a heavy breath, Benson said, "then please treat her well."