Chapter 492 (1/2)

The female reporter, wearing a pair of black framed glasses and a scarf, stood in the crowd. She could hardly see her face. She was holding a microphone in her hand, and she was shooting with a mobile phone in her other hand.

Ye Huanyan's eyebrows were filled with a trace of anger. He was about to retort, but he heard the crowd talking noisily.

”It's Linghan...”

Don't know who yelled, ye Huanyan eyes a tight, along the reporter's eyes toward the end of the red carpet.

All over the snow, the tall man dressed in black came towards her.

Snowflakes fall on his broad shoulders, and the black clothes become more solemn.

Long and straight legs walking on the red carpet, very stable and powerful, a trace of warmth came from the palm, his voice was in his ear, filled with the cold wind,

”There's a traffic jam. I'm sorry I'm late.”

Ye Huanyan showed a look of disbelief. She didn't even remember how the red carpet was finished. She was very dull and was led by him to sign in front of the giant screen under the flash light. Then she entered the hotel hall.

The heat is on your hands,

”Isn't it cold to wear so little?”

Ling Han's voice is a little hoarse, clean and slender hands holding her hands are breathing, warm.

She lowered her head and looked at Ling Han's freely walking legs,

”Your legs?”

Ling Han looked down and said, ”didn't your mother help me with acupuncture before? It really worked. In fact, she was able to walk two days ago without crutches.”

”Why didn't you tell me earlier? I sent you a text message asking if you would come to the dinner party, and you didn't answer me back. ”

Ye Huanyan's voice choked, ”I thought you didn't come back, but I meant you didn't come.”

Until the night before, Ling Han didn't mention the charity dinner to him. She couldn't bear it. She sent him a text message before going to bed the night before, asking if he wanted to join her.

When she fell asleep with her mobile phone, she couldn't wait for his reply.

”I didn't tell you. I wanted to give you a surprise.”

”What's the surprise? I'm almost embarrassed by the reporter,” ye Huanyan muttered discontentedly,

”These people have nothing to do and are looking forward to our parting day by day! Just now a female reporter also said that I am a junior, she is a junior, and her whole family is a junior. ”

Ling Han raises her hand to trim her broken hair at the temples. Ye Huan's face flushes. She looks up at him and can't move her eyes.