Lin Yiran was in a daze, her hand trying to open the door stopped in the air, and she paused for a moment.

She did not refute what the old man of the Li family said, she just opened the door calmly and left the box.

Lin Yiran clenched her hands tightly, and after leaving Master Li's sight, she put away the calmness she had just pretended to have.

She frowned, her body shaking with anger.

Uncle Jin did not leave, he just held Lin Yiran's mobile phone and stood outside the door waiting.

It seems that his mission has not been completed, and Lin Yiran will be sent home next.

The waiter took the pastries into the box next door. The moment he opened the door, Lin Yiran glanced quietly along the crack in the door.

The people sitting in the box chatting and laughing were none other than Bai Jingrou and Li Hanxuan.

Li Hanxuan turned his back to her.

Although she didn't see his profile, how could she not recognize Li Hanxuan's clean and slender figure?

Even with his back to Lin Yiran, he could still feel the faint coldness exuding from his whole body.

She couldn't see Li Hanxuan's expression at all, but only saw Bai Jing's soft smile.

Bai Jingrou followed the crack in the door and saw Lin Yiran. She slowly raised a sarcastic smile, deliberately provoking Lin Yiran.

Thinking of those words she once said confidently, Lin Yiran only felt that she was a joke.

At that time, she confidently told Bai Jingrou that she was Mrs. Li who Li Hanxuan was marrying.

Now it seems that when she said this, she left no room for herself at all.

There was no emotion on Lin Yiran's face. She turned her head and prepared to leave. Before she could react, she bumped into the waiter who was serving tea.

The waiter was holding a cup of tea in his hand. The moment he bumped into Lin Yiran, she subconsciously let go of her hand.

The blue and white porcelain teapot was spilled on Lin Yiran's arm. The teapot fell to the ground and broke into pieces in just a few seconds.

Lin Yiran gritted her teeth. She held up her right hand. Her arm, which she had not felt just yet, instantly felt a burning pain.

The waiter was obviously frightened. She shouted several times and quickly helped Lin Yiran's arm.

Seeing the blisters on her arms, she couldn't help but apologize again and again: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Lin Yiran bit her lip hard, not wanting to scream out and attract the attention of others.

The waiter's loud scream made Li Hanxuan come out of the private room.

Li Hanxuan was a little surprised when he saw Lin Yiran. He glanced at the broken teacup on the ground, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Yiran's burned arm.

There was no time to ask Lin Yiran. He was worried about touching Lin Yiran's injured right hand, so he gently pulled Lin Yiran's left hand and went to the bathroom.

In front of the sink, he carefully took off the watch on Lin Yiran's wrist.

Turn on the faucet and run cold water for a while to cool down the skin.

Lin Yiran pursed her thin lips tightly and looked away.

After a while, Lin Yiran felt that the pain was obviously relieved.

Li Hanxuan spoke slowly, but his voice was as cold as ever: "Why are you here?"

Lin Yiran bit her lip hard: "Something happened."

The water flow was interrupted, and the pain in the burned arm came again.

She was almost dying of pain, but she still pretended to be calm and calm in front of Li Hanxuan.

Lin Yiran closed her eyes tightly, her face was pale in pain, her long eyelashes hung down on her face, and tears slowly dripped down the corners of her eyes.


Chapter completed!