The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 92 Han Haibo's Thoughts (3)

"Han Haibo, hurry up!"

Outside the door, Qu Qingge's impatient voice sounded again.

Han Haibo looked at the furious Wen Qiyang, so as not to provoke this angry lion again, he decided to go out with Qu Qingge.

In the wide corridor, Qu Qingge's face was full of anxiety and grievance. Han Haibo walked in front of her and saw her pouting, with a cold face, so he instinctively took a step back, clutched his arm, and waited for it.

That was the place where she had bitten him, and he swore that he would never appear by her side when she was angry.

Qu Qingge burst out laughing, and rolled his eyes mischievously.

"I won't bite you, I just want to ask you for a favor."

Han Haibo's tense defense relaxed, and he chuckled a little awkwardly and said, "Well, let's go to Han's place, it happens that he is also there, let's talk in his office."

Yan Jinhan!
Hearing his name, Qu Qingge's originally lively smiling face suddenly quieted down, becoming reserved like a flower bone.

It's been a long time since I saw him, and now, even when she hears his name, there will still be an inexplicable turmoil in her heart, such a conflict of looking forward to meeting him and fearing that his indifference will make her feel at a loss.

Han Haibo walked along the wide aisle with Qu Qingge, lazily putting his hands in his pockets, while Qu Qingge silently followed behind him until he entered another office. silent.

In the pure white office, there is no excessive decoration, only colorful sunlight shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, rendering some warm colors for this pure white.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a pure white figure looked up at the sky arrogantly, with a cool smell all over his body, which complemented the pure white around him, but gave people a slight sense of alienation.

"It just so happens that Han is here too, so just tell me what you have to say." Han Haibo sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette with a lighter.

Yan Jinhan heard the voice and turned around slowly.

The white side face is somewhat transparent, and the glazed pupils are slightly blurred by the sunlight, as if an elf who is addicted to her own world is suddenly disturbed.

He stared at her.

She stared at him too.

Two pairs of equally clear eyes intertwined with a faint streamer.

In the end, Qu Qingge slowly lowered his eyes, his cheeks turned slightly red unnaturally.

Looking at their weird expressions, Han Haibo felt a slight sympathy of being pricked by a needle, but it passed quickly.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and there was a melancholy smell in the white smoke ring.

All along, their world has been dark, cold, and looked up to by others.Even though there are many women around, none of them can ignore their status, money and rights like Qu Qingge, and put herself in the same position as them, rejecting, resisting, and laughing.

Since when did this kind of laughter and cursing become the only color in their icy world, this unprecedented color conquered Wen Qiyang, shocked Yan Jinhan, and also unknowingly gathered together The clear stream flows into the heart.

But, Wen Qiyang, Qu Qingge and Yan Jinhan.The three people's movies are constantly cutting and chaotic, and I am a spectator from the beginning to the end.

There was a sudden contraction of his arm, and the place where he had been bitten off looked like

(End of this chapter)