Chapter 34: How Thick-skinned?

Yu Xiaoli?

Leng Xianglan then remembered that it was the same person who was in Cยท The little girl in Fly's garden was sweating profusely with shoulder-length hair, carrying an outdated denim backpack and a linen tote bag in one hand and a lockbox with a broken wheel in the other.

So Leng Xianglan spontaneously helped her carry the lockbox, and sent her to the reporting office to report, and then sent her to the girls' dormitory......

Leng Xianglan felt a little regretful in her heart, many relationships were far less cordial than strangers.

Yu Xiaoli smiled apologetically at Leng Xianglan, and reminded Ji Yimo without being humble or arrogant: "Sister Yimo, didn't you say that there is something important?" โ€

Ji Yimo was still glaring at Leng Xianglan, and snorted coldly: "Leng Xianglan, do you want me to remind you that you left six years ago when Han Shao was at his lowest point, so you naturally don't know how much pressure and difficulties he has endured to get to where he is now, and now that he has achieved fame, you suddenly appeared again." So, how thick is your skin? โ€

Leng Xianglan endured the bitterness that spread all over her body, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, she couldn't get out or swallow it.

Several people next to her looked at her with inquiring eyes, and perhaps some with disdain.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the elevator: "What, is it too idle to work?" โ€

Several girls gathered next to them turned their heads and saw Lin Kang coming out of the conference room, and scattered in annoyance.

Ji Yimo was also a little unable to hang up for a moment, and said to Lin Kang with a smile: "Lin Tezhu, I just didn't expect to meet an old classmate here, so I chatted a few words." โ€

She said it tactfully, but Lin Kang smiled knowingly and walked over to them: "Miss Ji, why are you here, something?" โ€

Lin Kang's words left the steps for Ji Yimo, and Ji Yimo naturally went down: "Yes, I'm looking for Han Shao." After speaking, he glanced at Leng Xianglan sideways and brushed her shoulder.

Leng Xianglan froze for a few seconds, hearing Lin Kang's footsteps getting closer and closer, but he didn't look back, and walked towards the elevator.

Lin Kang lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, took a step and chased after him, and said in a crisp voice: "Miss Lan, I'll send you." โ€

Leng Xianglan stopped at the elevator entrance, pressed Xingjian, and when he turned around, his face had recovered to be natural, and he replied politely: "Don't bother, I'll go somewhere else later." โ€

"No trouble."

Leng Xianglan: ......

She pursed her lips, a faint smile appeared on her face, and politely and detached refused again: "I really don't need to, thank you!" โ€

The other side.

Ji Yimo asked her assistant to wait outside, and when she knocked on the door and entered, Han Jian just hung up the phone. She smiled appropriately and elegantly: "Han Shao." โ€

He hummed softly and asked, "Something?" โ€

Ji Yimo smiled awkwardly, but said easily: "Sister Huan helped me take over the role of the female lead in a modern drama, I came over to take a look at the contract, I just came out of the brokerage department, and I just came up to see you, of course, the most important thing is to thank Han Shao, so I have already booked dinner at Guofu tonight." โ€

Han Jian hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "That's what you worked hard to achieve, so you don't need to thank you." โ€

Ji Yimo didn't understand Han Jian's euphemistic refusal, but she simply pretended not to understand, and paced to Han Jian's desk: "As an alumnus, as a friend, and as my boss, is it so difficult to invite you to dinner?" โ€

Han Jian still smiled and motioned for her to sit.

Ji Yimo turned around and took two steps back to the front of the seat, smoothed the corners of her skirt and sat down, looked up at the man with a straight waist in the wide leather chair, and continued to ask persistently: "Han Shao agreed?" โ€