She thought that Ye Lan and the others were still waiting, so she didn't delay for long. When her mind was a little clearer, Qiao Nian turned off the faucet, wiped her fingertips with a tissue, and prepared to go back.
Waiters and guests were walking back and forth in the corridor from time to time.
Qiao Nian had an indifferent expression, his hands in his pockets, walking with a majestic posture.
Sudden.
She was hit hard on the left shoulder.
Then she heard someone apologize immediately: "Oh, sorry. Did I bump into you? I was walking carelessly and didn't notice you."
Qiao Nian didn't care and dodged the other person's hand. His voice was low and hoarse, a little nonchalant: "It's okay."
The other person's hand fell empty, so he apologized to her again: "I'm so sorry, how about I take you to the hospital for a check-up?"
"… "
It was just a small thing.
But the other party was not going to give in and insisted on pestering her, the person who was hit, and not letting her go.
Qiao Nian didn't look at her at first, as he was planning to quickly go to the box booked by Ye Lan. But after being stopped twice, he couldn't help but look over.
The other person looked to be about the same age as her.
The appearance is outstanding.
But from her facial features, it can be seen that she is neither from Beijing nor from Country Z.
Those brown eyes... Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and looked at them again. She felt that she had some impression of these eyes, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them for a while.
The man's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand again and said, "Sister, are you really not going to the hospital?"
Qiao Nian leaned to the side, accurately avoiding her hand that was reaching for his shoulder, and said indifferently, "No need."
The man didn't say anything else. He took out his cell phone and said to Qiao Nian, "How about this, let's exchange contact information. Call me if you need anything?"
Qiao Nian looked at her again.
The man stood there calmly, as if he wanted her contact information only to make it easier for her to claim compensation later, without any other purpose. Qiao Nian smiled.
His eyebrows were quite frivolous, and he scratched his ears: "You want my phone number?"
"Uh." Her reaction obviously exceeded the other party's expectations. After hesitating for a moment, the other party asked, "Are you inconvenient?"
Qiao Nian slowly took out his cell phone from his sweatshirt and asked her, "Your phone number?"
"1XXXXXXXXX." The man suppressed his surprise and reported a string of numbers.
Qiao Nian typed very quickly and dialed the number almost as soon as she finished reporting it.
Not long.
The man's cell phone rang.
Qiao Nian said, "My number," before the other party found his phone.
Then she walked away without caring about the other party's reaction.
The other person, who was rummaging through her bag for a cell phone, gradually stopped as she walked away, and soon a man in black appeared beside her.
"Miss."
Elena spoke.
The man in black followed her line of sight and looked at the back of the girl as she walked away. He then looked away with disdain in his eyes: "Miss, why do you want her phone number? How can she be worthy of your contact information?"
"Don't underestimate her."
Elena slowly lowered her eyelashes, found her phone in her bag, and looked at the extra number on the screen: “She is the one my fiancé likes.”
The man in black had a look of deep resentment on his face when he heard this, and whispered, "You are the eldest daughter of the Irene family, the most outstanding person of this generation."
"They want you to be their fiancée, but it depends on your opinion. If you don't like it, the eldest wife..."
(End of this chapter)