Han Jian was still staring at Leng Xianglan, his face was unwavering, but his heart seemed to be tumbling upside down.

He didn't know whether to blame himself back then or to be annoyed by her back then.

If time had been reversed, he probably wouldn't have said the thing he didn't want to see her, or, at the earliest, he shouldn't have been angry with her.

But at this time, thousands of words were blocked in the throat without a word.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and after a long time, Han Jian spoke again, and his beautiful voice was low and a little hoarse: "Leng Xianglan, I thought I knew you, but no, I also thought you should understand me, but I was wrong again." Why don't you tell me what you want? ”

Leng Xianglan naturally realized that her state today was indeed not normal, from his point of view, it was not an atmosphere that could continue to talk, she smoothed out her appearance as if she had been fried: "Yunting Coast." ”

Stunned for a second, Han Jian, who realized that she had just answered his previous question, took a natural sip of boiled water with a teacup, and then said "um".

Leng Xianglan looked at his expression again, only the corners of his lips were almost pursed into a thin line, indicating that he didn't seem to be very happy.

She subconsciously wanted to say something, but in her half-tangled and half-hesitation, there was only one way left: "I'm sorry." ”

On her side, which she couldn't notice, Han Jian's left hand was already clenched, and his expression was still bland, and his tone was flat: "I'm sorry what? ”

Then her embarrassment and silence froze.

Sure enough, he was right to ask her to go.

It's not the right time for the two to sit down and talk at length.

She put away those messy thoughts and continued to put on a faint smile: "All of them." After a pause, he continued: "Actually, I don't know how to face you now, you just said right, I should leave first, if there is nothing important, let me delay for two days?" ”

Han Jian didn't say much, and whispered, "Okay." ”

She left her seat and walked briskly out of the room.

Seeing her leave in a panic, the sentence "I'll send you" that he wanted to say stuck in his throat and didn't say half a word.

It wasn't until her thin back disappeared from sight that Han Jian sat alone in the quiet and empty reception room, staring at the cup of boiled water opposite him that was still a little steaming, and he was stunned for dozens of seconds, until the mobile phone rang, and he didn't react.

Leng Xianglan walked out of the door of Han Jian's office, and heard the sound of talking and laughing in front of her, which was in great contrast to the quiet when she came.

"Sister Momo, your baked dim sum is the most delicious."

"Yes, Sister Momo, your craftsmanship is amazing."

"If you don't become an actor, you will make a lot of money by opening a cake shop."

“……”

Standing in the middle of a group of women and receiving all kinds of praise is Ji Yimo, who is voted second by the popular goddess nowadays.

It is not difficult for Leng Xianglan to guess that there is some sycophancy in these words, but it is not excluded that Ji Yimo's craftsmanship is also somewhat praiseworthy.

Leng Xianglan was wearing a pair of white casual shoes today, and there was no sound when she stepped on the corridor, so naturally no one noticed her. If it weren't for Ji Yimo suddenly asking, 'Is Han Shao in the office now?', his eyes looked over by the way, maybe Ji Yimo wouldn't have found Leng Xianglan.

Although she was wearing a hat, Ji Yimo's eyes were very good, and her face, which was calm and calm just now, and her smile instantly became displeased.

Ji Yimo doesn't like Leng Xianglan, it has always been!!

And Leng Xianglan doesn't like Ji Yimo either, and she has been known since she first met!