“He once admitted his relationship with Lan Zhenyun in her home, and she had personally witnessed him walking hand-in-hand intimately with Shang Xiaovan into a restaurant. Could there be more ironclad evidence? Does he still want to deny it? What an absolutely unscrupulous playboy! He silently sighed and raised his thick eyebrows. ‘You look so beautiful today, why ruin this rare elegant outfit? Let’s have a truce for today!’ Her stubborn nature meant that without someone giving way, they would surely end up mutually hurt. He was constantly accommodating her in subtle ways, yet neither of them realized it. ‘You…’ Here he goes again, always using this trick of speaking softly to soften her heart. ‘We rarely get to meet in public, don’t you want to dance with me?’ He still wore a warm and friendly smile. ‘…’ It seemed that if she continued to be stubborn, she would no longer be charming. Xinluo reluctantly placed her hand on his shoulder, sliding into the dance floor with him, their bodies tightly pressed together, as if she could still feel his heartbeat, gradually putting away her sharp edges. ‘Why did you come to tonight’s banquet?’ Xia’er asked softly, gently touching her rosy cheek. ‘I didn’t hear you mention it.’ These past few months, they had been constantly arguing, when did they ever have a chance to sit down and chat? Xinluo glanced at him, ultimately not saying the truth out loud – in fact, she didn’t want to ruin this rare atmosphere. ‘Hantang Department Store also has Lan Zhenyun’s new product counter, so we must come.’ ‘We?'”
」Frowning, based on her explanation, he immediately thought of the man he disliked. “With whom?” “General Manager Gao…” “Gao Yizhe.” He repeated coldly. “You remember his name?” Xinluo was somewhat surprised. “Of course I remember.” He still remembered how Gao Yizhe had inappropriate thoughts about her, smiling at her so gently. “Was he the one who picked you up?” “Yes.” “How enthusiastic!” His black eyes narrowed dangerously, and he sneered. “Why does your tone sound full of hostility?” “Really?” He pursed his thin li
