"He has a fiancée, does that mean they're getting married?"

“Of course.” Little A took out her phone. “It’s all over the internet. He was in a serious car accident before and almost didn’t wake up. The person he rescued was his fiancée, the granddaughter of a media tycoon.”

They were engrossed in their lively discussion, and no one noticed that Yu Guanguan, who was fiddling with equipment in the corner, had slowed down her movements.

Kwon Kyung-joo?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

And when she hears this name, she feels a faint pang in her heart.

why is that?

She shouldn't know this person.

Yu Guanguan couldn't help but open her phone and search for the name Quan Jingzhou.

But aside from some exaggerated textual descriptions, there wasn't even a single photo, let alone any sense of familiarity.

It seems she was overthinking it.

Yu Guanguan put down her phone in disappointment. She had been awake for a week, but she hadn't run into anyone related to her.

Could it be that she is an orphan without parents?

No family? No friends?

They don't even have a close lover?

That's so tragic!

Yu Guanguan felt sorry for herself, quietly packed up her equipment, and turned around.

My body was caught off guard and crashed into a solid, broad chest.

The scent of woody perfume wafted into my nose.

"I'm sorry," she quickly apologized.

I looked up, only to be met with a pair of long, deep-set eyes…

Those eyes were fixed intently on her.

"you……"

The man before her was handsome and elegant, and Yu Guanguan couldn't help but stare at him in a daze.

But more than anything, it felt like a strange sense of familiarity.

Have we... met before?

Just as Yu Guanguan was about to speak, the man spoke first.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Quan Jingzhou frowned slightly as he looked at her, who was staring blankly at him with her head tilted back.

Yu Guanguan stammered, "W-what?"

"Your nose." Quan Jingzhou frowned, his slender fingers stroking her delicate nose tip and gently rubbing it.

That collision was no small matter.

Her delicate nose was bruised and red.

"Ah, I, I'm fine!" Yu Guanguan's pretty face turned bright red.

She quickly took a few steps back to create some distance. "I'm fine. Are you here to be interviewed by the supervisor? The supervisor will be here soon."

Quan Jingzhou didn't speak, his slender fingers still resting on her face as he gazed at her silently.

"I'm sorry, could you please let me go?"

People were already looking towards their corner, and Yu Guanguan blushed and nudged him.

Quan Jingzhou stared at her for a long time before finally removing his fingers.

"Xu Yi, where is Director Liu?" he asked.

"He's waiting for you in his office; he's taking this interview very seriously."

Quan Jingzhou nodded, striding past Yu Guanguan with his long legs, his expression aloof.

It seemed that the gentle whispers just now were just her illusion.

Yu Guanguan froze, watching his departing figure, and suddenly couldn't help but speak, "That..."

Her elegant steps came to a halt.

Quan Jingzhou didn't turn around, but tightened his grip on his trouser pocket.

"Sorry I bumped into you. Are you alright?" Yu Guanguan bit her lip, but finally hesitated before asking.

His tone carried a hint of concern, but also a touch of unfamiliarity.

rusty?

Quan Jingzhou frowned, suddenly feeling that something was wrong. However, when he saw Yu Guanguan standing unharmed in front of him, he knew that he had worried for nothing these past few days.

This woman never even considered coming back to him.

Now I'm pretending I don't know him at all.