Chapter 7 - Meeting at the Hotel (1/2)

Chapter 7: Meeting at the Hotel

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xiaojie could not help but lick his lips.

That uncle was cool and handsome, though he still somewhat lacking in comparison to himself.

His strides were long and confident, and behind him followed a pretty lady.

The cool uncle furrowed his eyebrows, not showing any intention to stop and wait for her.

The lady was struggling to keep up with him and looked rather pitiful.

“Sihan gege, I know that I’m wrong for using my older brother’s name to book out the entire restaurant. I just wanted to ask you out since I’m about to go study overseas. Won’t you even accompany me to have a meal together?” The lady pouted unhappily as tears glistened upon her eyelashes, making her eyes appear even more lovely.

“I don’t have a habit of dining with females.” The man did not show an ounce of gentleness or sympathy no matter how pitiful she seemed. Her tears simply had no effect. He did not turn his head, nor stop his footsteps.

“I like you!” The girl shouted after the man’s tall and cold back, tears falling down her cheeks.

Several people were standing at the front of the hotel entrance and turned to look at them curiously.

Having just finished her phone call, Nan Zhi also could not help but glance at them, although all she could see was a crying young woman chasing after the domineering figure of a man’s back, who looked extremely n.o.ble and exceptional in his long coat.

Nan Zhi was about to turn her head away from the scene, when the arrogant voice of the man drifted into her ear without a hint of warmth. “I’m not interested in you.”

It was a clear cut rejection.

Nan Zhi could not help but glance at the man’s back a few more times. He was about 190 centimeters tall. The tailored black coat covered his lean, straight body flawlessly. His presence was so intense and intimidating that a glance from him frightened a young girl nearby, who had her phone up, intending to take a photo of him. She put it down immediately and did not dare to look in his direction, her head down and shoulders trembling.

“Zhizhi, what are you looking at?” Xia Yanran asked through the car’s open window, having driven the it over to the entrance.