Today, Lin Yiran is wearing an oversize light blue shirt. The large size shirt looks a bit lazy on Lin Yiran. It is paired with black boots, which highlights the length of her legs.

Lin Yiran matched her outfit appropriately, holding a black windbreaker to prevent catching a cold.

After taking all the things, Lin Yiran walked down the stairs, and Li Hanxuan sat on the sofa with his eyes closed to relax.

He had already changed his clothes. He was wearing a well-fitting dark blue suit and a light blue tie that matched Lin Yiran's shirt.

His well-jointed fingers were tapping gently on his thigh. When he heard Lin Yiran coming downstairs, he turned his head and looked at Lin Yiran.

Seeing Lin Yiran's exposed legs, he frowned slightly: "Isn't it cold?"

Lin Yiran walked down the stairs and retorted without giving up: "If you abandoned me and left me halfway, I would be cold."

She was too lazy to explain to Li Hanxuan how she could be so stupid as to wear nothing with bare legs in this late autumn?

The bare-leg artifact that Ye Siyun gave her could be fake and even Li Hanxuan was fooled.

Lin Yiran pursed her thin lips and gently held the canvas bag with her fingers, feeling a little nervous: "Mr. Li, it's okay to go to the Li Group. If you have a fashion week meeting, can I not participate?"

Li Hanxuan stood up calmly and walked towards Lin Yiran with one hand in his pocket: "Your going to Fashion Week is a secret event and we haven't announced it to the public yet."

secret?

In other words, I may not necessarily go.

Lin Yiran was not disappointed. It was good to be able to go to Fashion Week, but she could understand if she couldn't go: "Mr. Li, I should be grateful to you for giving me the opportunity to go to Fashion Week. This cannot be measured with money.

, I will still pay back the money I owe you, there is no need to offset it like this."

"What are you going to give in return?" Li Hanxuan stood at the entrance and looked at Lin Yiran. There was no emotion in his eyes.

His words made Lin Yiran lower her head.

Lin Yiran lowered her eyes and wanted to open her mouth, but still didn't say anything.

She didn't know what to say. Li Hanxuan was right. What could she give in return?

Sixteen million is not a small amount to her.

Maybe it will take several lifetimes to repay Li Hanxuan's debt.

Her eyes were slightly red, trying to pretend to be strong was embarrassing herself.

Lin Yiran sighed softly. She was no longer the eldest lady of the Lin family, so why did she still have princess disease?

He casually said false and generous words to his creditors, no wonder he was ridiculed by Li Hanxuan.

Li Hanxuan adjusted the cufflinks on his cuffs and straightened their position.

He has an exquisite appearance, and naturally any outfit he wears will look good and expensive.

Li Hanxuan noticed Lin Yiran's low self-esteem, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Giving up the design you like and trying to hide where no one knows you, such decadent, cowardly and cowardly behavior is not like Lin Yiran at all.

Yiran."

Decadent, timid, cowardly.

Li Hanxuan used three inferior words to describe the current Lin Yiran.

His words were as heartbreaking as ever, but they steadily gave people another sense of security.

Lin Yiran raised her eyes and stared at the man in front of her. Suddenly, she seemed to see another person.

If he wasn't wearing a suit and leather shoes, he must be his childhood sweetheart.

Rather than insulting her husband who had tortured her for three years.

Maybe they are not married and would be the most sincere friends.

She rubbed the tip of her nose and walked towards Li Hanxuan, curling her lips and retorting to the man in front of her: "If I were decadent, timid and cowardly, I would not agree to go to your fashion week in country B."


Chapter completed!