Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Yan Zhengling tidied up the papers on the desk, then with his left hand holding the folder, walked to the door.

Zhan hanjue's wheelchair is blocked at the door.

Zhan hanjue's eyes never moved away from her. Yan Zhengling, however, was very indifferent, "please let me go." She said politely to Zhan hanjue.

Zhan hanjue looked at her with a strong reluctance in his dark eyes.

How did he and Zheng Ling come to such a state?

Better than strangers?

Zhan hanjue's eyes fell on her bandaged arm. There was no emotion in her voice. "Your hand, are you ok?"

Yan Zhengling said with a smile: "thank you for your concern. It's not in the way

She called him Zhan ye again.

This is what she called him when their relationship was at its worst.

Yan Zhengling had a serious and cold face, but his heart was not as calm as his appearance.

Zhan hanjue's hair was cut short, and his whole body looked very fresh. The flowing dark hair is very suitable for his big face. Set off the stars and moon like eyebrows as clean and broad as ink painting.

He just sat there and didn't speak, just like a dazzling luminous body, which made people unable to move their eyes.

Power and glamour.

Yan Zhengling encouraged himself: handsome man is poisonous, can't think.

Two people four eyes opposite, no previous feelings. Yan Zhengling used to show her innocence in front of him, but today, she is very mature and steady.

It's like a child ripened overnight by catalyst.

"Must it be so?" He finally can't stand her cold attitude and asks.

Yan Zhengling hooked his lips and said with a self mocking smile, "master Zhan, I used to be ignorant and bothered you so much. I hope you can have a lot of money. You can rest assured that I will never pester you in the future. "

Zhan hanjue's heart is aching.

Yan Zhengling finished, and he squeezed out from the narrow crack on the side. She didn't want to be with him for a moment.

Zhan hanjue closed his eyes and sighed. The girl was hurt badly by him.

"Wind, catch up." Zhan hanjue said.

Gale will, turn wheelchair, immediately chase out.

Yan Zhengling, as if expecting him to catch up, quickens his pace and presses the elevator quickly.

While waiting for the elevator, chanhanjue had already followed.

The elevator door also opens at this time, Yan Zhengling side body gives way to come, oneself didn't go in of meaning.

She didn't want to share the elevator with him.

Zhan hanjue's heart is as cold as ice. He didn't expect that the woman was so unfeeling that it was so unreasonable.

"Go in." He said to the gale.

He doesn't want to let his face be trampled into the dust by this cruel girl.

The strong wind pushed the wheelchair into the elevator and pushed it to the first floor.

After the elevator left, all Yan Zhengling's cold disguises split, and his tears rolled in his eyes.