Through the transparent glass on the side, Lin Yiran briefly saw Li Hanxuan's face.
He was sitting on the leather sofa beside him, with the sun slanting on his body. When he occasionally raised his head to discuss with his collaborators, Lin Yiran caught a glimpse of his cold side face.
It is undeniable that Li Hanxuan's face is exquisite and impeccable.
His meticulous approach to work is in sharp contrast to Li Xiaonan.
Song Yan followed Lin Yiran's gaze and looked over. She coughed twice, raised her finger and pointed in the direction of the corridor, "Mr. Lin, the reception room is over here. Don't disturb Mr. Li's discussion of cooperation."
Lin Yiran withdrew her gaze, with complex emotions intertwined in her eyes.
The indifferent attitude of Li Hanxuan, who had lost his memory, made Lin Yiran even more like a clown who was being laughed at.
It's ridiculous to think about it.
It started from the day when the Lin Group went bankrupt, and from the day when Lin Yiran, who had nothing, married Li Hanxuan.
She is the clown next to Li Hanxuan.
Even if you pass by, you will be pointed at your spine and commented on.
Thinking of this, Lin Yiran smiled self-deprecatingly, and a hint of metaphorical pain appeared in her deep eyes for a moment.
The wallpaper on the mobile phone screen is Li Hanxuan's nightmare in those years.
Now she no longer expects that Li Hanxuan will have any memory of her.
After all, she, an unimportant person, was selectively forgotten by Li Hanxuan.
Lin Yiran strode behind Gu Qingmo, raising her chin slightly. Facing Song Yan, who was wearing sexy clothes, Lin Yiran's elegance and dignity were not lost to her at all.
She is not Bai Jingrou.
The Li family's abyss of hell was enough for her to jump into once.
After turning into the door of the reception room, Song Yan trotted forward and said, "Lawyer Bai, Vice President Li, President Gu and the people from the Lin Group have arrived."
Lawyer Bai, Vice President Li?
Lin Yiran had not yet entered the door of the reception room, and was slightly startled when she heard Song Yan's address to these two people.
You know it if you think about it.
Lawyer Bai is Bai Jingrou.
And Vice President Li is none other than Li Xiaonan, who is ignorant and incompetent.
Li Xiaonan stood up and walked to the bar nearby.
In this cold winter, there is no hot tea, hot coffee, or even a cup of warm water.
Li Xiaonan just took four bottles of soda and put them on the coffee table next to the sofa. He raised the right corner of his lips and said with a bit more disdain, "Mr. Gu, please sit down and rest first. We are all old acquaintances.
There’s no need to be too polite.”
Lin Yiran knew the implication of not being too polite.
She sat next to Gu Qingmo, her eyes falling on the soda water beside her.
Even though the Lin family had gone bankrupt in the past, Lin Yiran, who had been exposed to it since childhood, naturally knew the meaning of Li Xiaonan's way of receiving guests.
He doesn't welcome them.
Bai Jingrou was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window in front of the transparent glass.
Without saying a word, she looked like a mistress who could take charge of the house.
And her indifference is not only a declaration of sovereignty, but also an expression of the same feelings as Li Xiaonan.
She doesn't welcome them either.

Chapter completed!