Li Hanxuan looked at Lin Yiran in front of him with a downcast look. It was not until Yu Wenwen stepped onto the shooting area that Li Hanxuan's eyes followed Yu Wenwen.
He just stood there, exuding a cold aura that no strangers should enter.
Today, Li Hanxuan is wearing a khaki suit, looking mature and noble. The collar of the suit has a very special pointed collar design, which makes the suit not look dull, but has a more unique feeling.
Lin Yiran lowered her head and glanced at the khaki suit she was wearing, and slowly took a few steps back.
How could it be such a coincidence?
If she had known that Li Hanxuan would wear a suit of this color, she would never have clashed with him...
Li Meng slowly approached Lin Yiran. She gently bumped Lin Yiran's arm with her shoulder, and joked with a smile: "You and Mr. Li are pretending to be a couple!"
"No...not..."
Lin Yiran was so nervous that her speech was stumbling. She only asked Li Hanxuan not to notice her, let alone embarrass her in front of so many people.
An imperceptible smile appeared on Li Hanxuan's lips. He looked at Lin Yiran and slightly turned the ring on the ring finger of his left hand with his right hand.
This action made Lin Yiran frown unconsciously.
Outside, Li Hanxuan would never take off the ring on his ring finger, but when he got home, the ring would always be placed on the cabinet by the door.
Lin Yiran pouted, this man really knows how to act.
Li Hanxuan called Song Yu and whispered something into Song Yu's ear. Lin Yiran clearly felt Song Yu's resentful gaze.
Her breathing stagnated and she slowly retreated to the corner.
Bai Jingrou slowly walked into the studio, and she immediately saw Lin Yiran in the corner.
Just like Lin Yiran saw her at a glance.
Thinking of what this woman did wearing her clothes and Li Hanxuan, Lin Yiran felt sick from the bottom of her heart.
She asked Li Meng where the bathroom was, so she had no choice but to go to the bathroom first to escape.
Right now, she couldn't bear the sight of Bai Jingrou and Li Hanxuan standing together.
Lin Yiran washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror.
She knew in her heart that the people who truly loved each other were Li Hanxuan and Bai Jingrou, and she was the obstacle between them and the victim of the Li family and the Lin family.
Lin Yiran put her hands on the sink and smiled to herself.
She almost forgot that she had a crush on Li Hanxuan.
To say she was a victim would be better to say she was voluntary.
Deserve it.
Lin Yiran, who was in a complicated mood, breathed a long sigh of relief.
She adjusted her mentality and prepared to leave.
He bumped into a man who was about to wash his hands in the door. There was some paint stuck to his hand. When the two of them bumped into each other, the paint on his hand just happened to rub against Lin Yiran's clothes.
It is a light-colored suit, but it is particularly obvious after being stained with paint.
"I'm really sorry. I will pay for the clothes. I'm really sorry."
The man kept apologizing, and Lin Yiran just smiled. She looked helplessly at the paint-stained clothes, but she still kindly comforted the man who apologized: "It's okay. I'll wash it when I go back and it will be clean."
Lin Yiran smiled and raised her eyes. The man standing in front of her was wearing a black suit.
His facial features are exquisite and the bridge of his nose is straight. Different from Li Hanxuan's cold and noble aura, the man in front of him looks very much like a young master in ancient times, clean and clear, as gentle as jade.

Chapter completed!