"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was running too fast and accidentally bumped into you..." Xu Ruhua took out a tissue and hurriedly tried to wipe Han Qingrang's face.
Before he could get close, Han Qingrang avoided him.
"No need."
His voice was exceptionally cold.
Xu Ruhua raised her head.
It's him!
The man next to Zhiyun!
Because he was wearing a mask, her entire face couldn't be seen, but Xu Ruhua always remembered his appearance. She had remembered it deeply since that night in Qingyu Tower.
The eyes looking at him are like the unmelted white snow. Even if he doesn't speak, just standing there, he can attract countless admiring glances.
"I'm sorry," Xu Ruhua came back to her senses and realized that she had lost her mind for him. Her eyes fell on the wet hem of his clothes. Xu Ruhua said guiltily, "Do you mind taking off your clothes? I can help you dry them."
“No need.”
Han Qingrang refused bluntly, without even looking at Xu Ruhua from beginning to end, and turned back.
He cared about the water, not his clothes.
Xu Ruhua saw him fall back again and followed him silently.
Seeing that he was going to pour water, Xu Ruhua carefully handed over a towel to Han Qingrang: "This, do you need it?"
Han Qingrang poured the water again and turned around to see the towel being handed to him.
He frowned, "Is there something wrong with my expression?"
"...Ah?" Xu Ruhua was stunned.
Han Qingrang: "I said, no need, and don't come near me."
"gentlemen!"
Xu Ruhua didn't want him to leave like this. She didn't know what she was thinking, but at this moment, she just didn't want him to leave.
Xu Ruhua rushed forward, blocking Han Qingrang's way, "I have something to tell you, sir."
Han Qingrang ignored her and said, "Get out of the way."
Faced with his extremely distant and indifferent attitude, Xu Ruhua rushed to speak: "Sir, everything I want to say is about Zhiyun."
The two words "Zhiyun" finally made Han Qingrang look at Xu Ruhua seriously.
However, the look in his eyes was too cold and chilling.
Xu Ruhua was not afraid. "Sir, you probably don't know how shady the identity of the woman following you is. She is not the daughter of the Zhi family..."
**
Zhiyun waited for a while but didn't see Han Qingrang come back, so she prepared to go look for him.
But I couldn't leave.
Situ Ling held Teng Qianqian in his arms and walked towards her.
"Miss Zhiyun, we have so many guests tonight. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality." The assistant beside Situ Ling spoke politely to Zhiyun.
What he said also represented Situ Ling's words.
But in this kind of greeting, it would seem too strange to reveal Situ Ling's identity.
Zhiyun smiled slightly: "No, I think it's very good, the hospitality is very thoughtful."
"Ling, who is she?" asked Teng Qianqian who was beside Situ Ling.
The most direct confrontation between women is that they dislike each other because the other person seems better than themselves.
The beauty that Teng Qianqian was proud of was actually threatened in front of this.
Situ Ling introduced her meaningfully: "Xixi, she is the president of Qingyun Group, Miss Zhiyun."
"President?"
Hearing the word "President", Teng Qianqian's eyes became more provocative.
She thought it was just good looks.
Teng Qianqian said disdainfully, "It's just the management of a company."
As a distinguished lady of the Teng Mansion, Teng Qianqian naturally looked down on those who were engaged in business, who were only rich but powerless. The reason why Situ Ling was different in her eyes was because Situ Ling was a man with strong financial resources, and there were qualities that Teng Qianqian admired.
Out of courtesy, Zhiyun still greeted politely: "Hello, Miss Teng."
"Are you trying to curry my favor? Haha... Unfortunately, in my eyes, you're not qualified enough."
Teng Qianqian raised her chin arrogantly. Except for Situ Ling, she didn't take anyone else seriously.
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