Chapter 1769: For The Rest Of My Life 47 (1/2)
Her words succeeded in stopping Fan Yu from stopping.
He didn't step forward anymore, standing still, looking at the wolf in front of the woman.
Although she behaved a little recklessly, she didn't look like an uneducated person, and the clothes matched well, giving a refreshing and clean feeling ... except for that messy long hair.
Qiao Yuanfei's fall was a real fall. The whole person was faint, and was regarded as a tracking fanatic.
After a while, she noticed that her hair was pulled all over her face. Visually, she looked like a female ghost. She quickly reached out and pulled her hair away.
At the moment when the eyes were opposite, both of them were slightly surprised.
Fan Yu, a business nobleman who can be as famous as Yu Yuehan, not only depends on his excellent business ability, but also his face that meets the first love of women all over the world.
Gentle and elegant, personable ...
Any word that you can think of that can be used to describe a male **** can be put on him.
Even if his eyes were aloof at this moment, it still did not affect the temperament that made him unconsciously want to be close.
For a moment, Qiao Yuanfei was really stunned.
Realizing that she was in a trance, she quickly took a look from his face and said sincerely.
”Sorry, I accidentally hit you just now, but I really didn't mean it.”
And he wasn't injured, it's her now.
Qiao Yuanfei reached out and touched his forehead, grinning in pain.
Seeing that Fan Yu didn't speak, she seemed totally disbelieving what she said. She thought about it and pulled out a business card from her small bag.
”This is my business card. My name is Qiao Yuanfei. If you have any follow-up questions, you can contact me.”
She shoved her business card into Fan Yu's hand and turned her head to leave.
The pace was hurried, as if rushing to where to go.
Just after walking a long way, thinking that Fan Yu would not care about her at all, Fan Yu didn't know when she had come to her and reached out to stop her.
Cold open lips.
”This is a senior VI ward. Ordinary people don't come at all. Who do you come here to see?”
”...”