Chapter 539 (1/2)
Ye Huanyan turns around and moves slowly, because she thinks she may have heard it wrong and is not sure if the voice she just heard is coming from this direction.
After turning around, on the slowly rising elevator, he stepped out of his long legs and walked towards her, smiling and doting.
”What are you doing here?”
She stepped forward quickly, her eyes full of joy,
”If I say that I went to the company to find you, but I didn't get off the car when I saw you driving away. Do you believe that I chased you all the way?”
Ling Han looked down at her and pulled a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear,
She blinked, as if the unpleasantness in the phone had just disappeared in this moment,
”True or false?”
”Really, there was a traffic jam on the road. The car that followed you had an accident at the intersection, and my car was stuck in the back, so I arrived at the mall 20 minutes later than you.”
”Deceiving, you are 20 minutes late and you know that I'm coming to the shopping mall?”
”You have positioning in your car. It's connected to my car.”
”Hey, you're tracking me... I'm afraid I'll be out of the wall?”
Ye Huanyan looked up at him.
This appearance reminds Ling Han of the time when she just entered the University. It seems that there was a similar question.
At that time, it was Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan who sent her to school. Before the beginning of school, she felt in his room and asked him whether he would go or not. He was busy with his work at that time. He was really busy, so she didn't agree.
On the first day of school, he still couldn't help driving with him. When he got to the school gate, he saw ye Huanyan standing in front of the trunk of his car, with his back to the school gate. He opened his hands and blocked Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan like an old hen protecting food,
He stopped and stood behind the huge stone lion sculpture in front of their university. He could hear it clearly,
”Here you are. I'll go in myself.”
At that time, Jiang Meilan was stamping her feet,
”What's the matter? You still have a lot of luggage. You can't carry two suitcases.”
Ling Dongming was laughing to make it over,
”The girl is old, and now children pay attention to independence. You can let her go. I think the boys in her school are very diligent. There are always people to help her. Let's not get involved. Let's go.”
The mother and daughter had a stalemate for a while, and finally Ling Dongming dragged Jiang Meilan away.
Sure enough, not long after Ling Dongming left, a few older ”seniors” surrounded ye Huanyan. They called each other ”schoolgirls” very friendly.
”Which department is Xuemei from?”
”Art department.”
”Ah, I'm from the art department, too. I'll help you with your luggage.”