Xu Ruhua gritted her teeth.
While I was secretly criticizing Zhiyun in my heart, I was also worried that Zhiyun would suddenly mention Achu.
Zhiyun picked up the laptop on the table, closed it, put it in her computer bag, and looked at the two of them: "I'm sorry, I wanted to take this order to ease the urgent needs of my life, but I haven't been in the mood to pick up a pen recently."
After saying that, she stood up with her computer bag and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, Situ Ling gave an order: "Stop her!"
Soon, two bodyguards dressed in black came in from outside the cafe and blocked Zhiyun's way.
Zhiyun turned around and smiled nonchalantly: "Mr. Situ, are you trying to rob me?"
Then Zhiyun spread his hands and said, "I have no money, and the robbery failed."
Situ Ling let go of Xu Ruhua, turned around, and glared at Zhiyun with cold eyes: "You are challenging my dignity."
Zhiyun: "You are trampling on my pride."
Situ Ling raised his eyebrows: "Are you proud?"
Zhiyun: "Do you have dignity?"
“…”
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
If Situ Ling saw the stubborn side in Xu Ruhua that made him want to conquer her, then what he saw in Zhiyun was her arrogant and cold side, as if no one in front of her was worth mentioning.
Interesting woman...
Zhiyun noticed Situ Ling's gaze and curled her lips: "Most of these bastard men are the same."
As soon as these words were spoken, the air pressure dropped and the atmosphere around them became stagnant.
The two bodyguards looked at each other in bewilderment. This woman actually dared to call the young master a bastard.
Xu Ruhua stared at Zhiyun. She had not had much contact with her, but she knew a thing or two from Achu. She heard that she was a brainless person, had a serious princess syndrome, and was not very sociable.
This was her second face-to-face encounter with Zhiyun.
Obviously, the Zhiyun she saw was completely different from the Zhiyun that Achu described.
"Miss Zhiyun."
From nearby, a voice, neither hurried nor slow, called out. It was a man's voice, with a cool yet gorgeous tone, which made others think of how amazing the man who made this voice must be.
Zhiyun recognized the owner of the voice.
Han Qingrang!
Why is he here?!
Zhiyun turned around and saw Han Qingrang slowly standing up.
The two of them were actually sitting back to back, with a partition between them. She didn't know that Han Qingrang was right behind her.
"Doctor Han."
Zhiyun called out with a smile.
I saw him that day in the hospital. He was wearing a doctor's gown and a stethoscope. He looked aloof and distant, with a noble and pure air.
Seeing him today, Zhiyun's eyes lit up. There's a kind of good-looking person called casual dressing. He wore a light grey shirt and black trousers, his dark chestnut hair was in a mess, and he still had the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, looking refined and elegant.
Every move he made really looked like a nobleman.
Han Qingrang smiled at her, walked over to stand beside her, and asked caringly, "Is your heart palpitation better?"
Is she having palpitations?
How could she not know!
On the opposite side, Xu Ruhua also looked at Han Qingrang who appeared beside Zhiyun. He had an overly perfect appearance, a fascinating temperament, and an exquisite and outstanding look. She had never seen this man before.
I couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Zhiyun suppressed her doubts about why he was here and said, "I'm feeling much better now. Thank you, Doctor Han, for your concern."
"That's good." He suddenly raised his hand and held his forehead: "I have low blood sugar and suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. I may need to trouble Miss Zhiyun to take me back to the hospital."
Zhiyun: “…”
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