Walking into the brightly lit restaurant, Lin Yiran, who had just woken up, was still feeling a little uncomfortable.
She raised her hand to subconsciously block the light in front of her eyes.
She reluctantly opened her eyes, but she froze on the spot.
She seemed to see Li Hanxuan's figure through her fingers...
Lin Yiran frowned and quickly put down his palm to confirm.
Looking in the direction just now, I didn't see Li Hanxuan's figure.
She sighed secretly. It seemed that she was possessed by a demon, and she actually thought she saw Li Hanxuan.
After asking the waiter, Li Meng came over in despair, "Hey, why are there so many people today? It seems we need to queue up."
Lin Yiran took a glance at the hall and saw that it was already crowded.
Queuing is a must, but I don't know how long the wait will be.
Seeing that Li Meng wanted to drink this soup, Lin Yiran could only choose to accompany Li Meng to wait.
She could still afford to wait thirty minutes or an hour.
Sitting in the waiting area, Lin Yiran and Li Meng were still searching for a suitable venue for the press conference.
It wasn't that Lin Yiran was too picky. In her mind, none of the venues she looked for could satisfy her.
"Welcome! Do you have a reservation?"
The waiter's crisp voice attracted Lin Yiran's attention.
She raised her head in an instant and saw the person standing at the door.
Gao Rourou pushed Bai Jingrou's wheelchair and glanced disdainfully at the blind waiter, "My surname is Li."
With these two simple words, Lin Yiran could already see the ecstasy on Gao Rourou's face.
Her disdain, her arrogance and arrogance were very similar to how Lin Yiran looked when he first met her.
Lin Yiran almost forgot.
Gao Rourou, who lost her mother, only lost one arm.
The arrogance in her bones cannot be changed.
Seeing Gao Rourou, the waiter lowered his head and raised his hand to politely guide the direction, "Okay. Mr. Li is in the luxury private room, please follow me."
Li Meng held Lin Yiran's sleeve tightly.
In her heart, she was afraid of Bai Jingrou.
The harm this woman had caused her before had long since become a shadow in her heart.
Before Gao Rourou walked in, the automatic door behind them slowly opened, and Lin Yiran's familiar second aunt walked into the restaurant.
The second aunt rolled her eyes when she walked in. She patted the crocodile skin Birkin bag worth 450,000 yuan on her wrist and looked it up and down.
He didn't stop moving forward, still muttering, "What a lousy place this is."
Bai Jingrou rolled her eyes in disgust, she signaled Gao Rourou to stop, turned her head and looked at the woman behind her, "Second Aunt, it's rare for Han Xuan to invite you to dinner, you should cherish it. Don't do it at the dinner table later.
Say these things in front of Han Xuan."
The second aunt sneered mockingly, unable to put down the newly bought bag in her hand, "His taste is really not like that of the Li family, but very much like Lin Yiran, very much like the Lin family, he looks poor and sour.
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Li Mengmeng wanted to stand up to complain to Lin Yiran, but was pinned down by Lin Yiran on the side.
She frowned angrily, "These people actually got together!"
Lin Yiran snorted coldly.
It didn't come as a surprise to her that these three sarcastic people came together.
Seeing the three people walking towards her step by step, Lin Yiran had no intention of hiding.

Chapter completed!