Turning to the next few pages, Lin Yiran looked confused.
The light in her eyes gradually dimmed with loss.
My fingers drew a few circles on the page in front of me, and finally I could only lean on my jaw with a loss.
She hesitated to pick up her phone and was struggling with whether to ask Li Hanxuan.
She even called Li Hanxuan to ask about the documents so much, but she seemed a little stupid.
But she didn't ask, and if time was delayed like this minute by minute, she still had a lot of things to do.
Lin Yiran was about to put her phone aside, but she pressed the call button by a terrible reason.
Listening to the call prompt, Lin Yiran felt unprecedented tension for a moment.
She felt that her heart had already pounded to her chest, but she could only choose to continue the call.
The moment the call was answered, Lin Yiran's heartbeat suddenly calmed down: "That...I..."
She stammered for a long time, but still couldn't ask Li Hanxuan casually.
When Lin Yiran opened, Li Hanxuan was smart.
Li Hanxuan knew exactly what she meant when she called on the phone.
Li Hanxuan coughed lightly, raised his wrist and looked at the dial: "It was two hours ahead of my imagination."
Lin Yiran leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed his eyebrows, and said calmly: "So don't hide it. Why not tell me directly, and you can save two hours of time to discuss cooperation."
Li Hanxuan's voice was very light, not as cold as before, but it made people feel comfortable: "Did you see a photo of Mrs. Li's dance party when she was young?"
Prom photos?
Lin Yiran looked through the information until he turned to the next few pages before he saw the photos copied on paper.
In the photo, Mrs. Li is wearing a red dress and standing in the center of the dance floor with her head held high.
This woman looks like Mrs. Li now, she doesn't look the same person at all.
The voice on Li Hanxuan's side was sometimes high and sometimes low, and it seemed that he was not sitting in the office safely: "I met Mr. Li at a party before. Everyone flattered and praised Mrs. Li's dress for her good looks, saying that her temperament and charm were not inferior to that of the past. But Mr. Li said that these were not as good as those of the past. Mrs. Li wore a red dress at a school dance, which impressed him..."
Such news gave Lin Yiran hope.
Her eyes fell on the dance photos again, as if Mrs. Li was right in front of her eyes.
"Okay, such important news tells you that you already have a direction in your heart, right? I'm going to have a meeting now." Li Hanxuan's voice was soft and soft, and he said a few simple words to Lin Yiran, then hung up the phone.
Lin Yiran gradually smiled on her tired face, and the news from Li Hanxuan solved her embarrassment.
Instead of using his identity to talk to Mr. Li or Mrs. Li, he used his best efforts to help Lin Yiran and let her use her own design to satisfy Mrs. Li.
Lin Yiran got up and took off her coat, intending to do her best to give Mrs. Li the unforgettable past.
Back to his youthful beauty, it sounds a bit exaggerated.
But how many housewives who enter middle age and devote themselves to their family do not want to go back to the past?

Chapter completed!