"Miss Han doesn't recognize me anymore." Pan Wenguang approached her and looked at her eyes and face carefully, "She's beautiful, her eyes are bright. It seems that she has lived a good life in New York in the past two years. I heard that you

I went to college, and now my name is...joanna, right?"

Han Yurou moved her lips slightly: "Mr. Pan, are you looking for me?"

"Looking for you. Ever since I helped you leave the capital, I've been looking for you all the time." Pan Wenguang's mouth curved with a hint of cynicism.

"I didn't know Mr. Pan came to New York. If I knew, I could buy you coffee and thank you for helping me leave the capital."

"It's not too late now, if you have this intention." Pan Wenguang looked Han Yurou up and down with his eyes, as if he could see through people.

Han Yurou knew she couldn't avoid it, so she had no choice but to nod: "There happens to be a cafe near the community. Let me treat you."

"Why are you so unfamiliar? It's Mr. Pan and it's yours. How about calling me Wenguang or Xiao Pan?"

"Pan...Mr. Pan, what kind of coffee do you like to drink?"

Pan Wenguang sneered: "You have changed. When you talked to me two years ago, you were cold and indifferent, and you didn't even want to look at me. Why are you afraid of me now? I won't eat you, I'm just here to catch up with you."

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Han Yurou couldn't get off the tiger and smiled slightly: "I'll take you to drink coffee."

"Okay, of course I won't refuse if the little beauty invites me to drink coffee."

Pan Wenguang didn't drive because Han Yurou said the cafe was very close.

He walked behind her, and she walked in front, walking very fast, as if she was deliberately trying to stay away from him.

Pan Wenguang looked at her back meaningfully: "Miss Han has a really good figure. Although she has lost weight in the past two years, she has become more and more attractive. She is fat where she should be fat and thin where she should be. She is such a beauty. No wonder I am

Brother Rong used to hide his beauty in the golden house. I also want to hide such a beautiful woman in my house for the rest of my life."

His words were very frivolous, and Han Yurou pretended not to hear.

"Is Miss Han still unwilling to talk to me? I don't think there's anything annoying about me, but Miss Han doesn't seem to want to see me. Can you tell me why?" Pan Wenguang stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

"No, I'm introverted."

"Tsk...that's an interesting reason."

Pan Wenguang's pair of shining eyes patrolled Han Yurou's body like a wolf, as if looking at his prey.

Han Yurou was uncomfortable with him, but Pan Wenguang was unscrupulous.

When she arrived at the coffee shop, Han Yurou didn't want to be seen.

Her head still hurt, so she found a corner by the window, closed half of the curtain, and handed the menu to Pan Wenguang.

Her eyes were full of exhaustion. She held her chin with one hand and gently tapped her temples with her fingers to relieve the pain.

Pan Wenguang ordered a cup of coffee, but Han Yurou didn't want to drink it and asked for a glass of lemonade.

Pan Wenguang looked at Han Yurou at close range, as if he wanted to clearly see every expression and every texture of her skin.

"Is Miss Han feeling well?"

"Much better, there is no problem. Thank you Mr. Pan for your concern."

"Have you got a boyfriend?"

Han Yurou responded vaguely: "Yeah."

"If you don't have a ring on your hand, it means you're definitely not married. As long as you're not married..." Pan Wenguang's eyes flashed with meaningful light and he didn't say anything further.
Chapter completed!