A voice slowly sounded in Han Zhiyan's ears. The tone was gentle and gentle, with a bit of free and easy elegance.
When Han Zhiyan heard Shangguan Chen's voice, she raised her head, and then she saw a figure standing proudly in front of her. The tall and slender figure exuded an elegance, with clear and perfect lines on her face, and a half-smile on her beautiful lips.
The curvature is like a stream of light floating around.
The man in front of me is almost perfect.
Sitting on the chair, Han Zhiyan felt as if she was in the clouds and mist, her whole body floating and soft.
Seeing Shangguan Chen standing proudly in front of him, just a step away, his heartbeat suddenly started to beat wildly.
After a while, Han Zhiyan calmed her erratic heartbeat, realized her lapse, took a deep breath, then stood up and walked to Shangguan Chen.
He met Shangguan Chen's gaze and said softly, "Chen, aren't you busy? Why are you out?"
Shangguan Chen looked at Han Zhiyan with tender eyes, stretched out his arms and gently hugged Han Zhiyan, hugging her into his arms.
With a smile on his face, he said softly, "I missed you, so I came!"
These five simple words revealed not only tenderness towards Han Zhiyan, but also a symbol of toughness.
She, Han Zhiyan, would not allow any man to get close to her except him, Shangguan Chen.
Shangguan Chen turned his head slightly and looked at Fu Haoyu. His smile instantly disappeared, and his whole body was filled with a murderous aura.
His beautiful and sharp eyes glanced at Fu Haoyu's face, and then he turned to look at Han Zhiyan. His tone lost the tenderness just now, and said, "Yanyan..."
His voice was somewhat cool and indifferent, and he immediately asked, "Who is this?"
From the moment the bodyguard reported it to him, he had doubts in his heart, so he walked out of the room and saw a man sitting opposite Han Zhiyan from a distance.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the man who rescued Han Zhiyan yesterday.
If you approach me deliberately today, there must be something fishy going on.
Han Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, swallowed her saliva, raised her head, and looked at Shangguan Chen's extraordinary and beautiful face.
Intuition told Han Zhiyan that Shangguan Chen was obviously angry. She felt that Shangguan Chen's eyes were like the light of a knife, densely wrapped around her body, with no way to escape.
Shangguan Chen never let her have contact with other men, but today he was sitting together openly. He must be very angry.
An invisible sense of oppression pressed heavily on Han Zhiyan, making her feel horrified.
Especially the voice just now, although there was no emotion at all, it was enough to make people shudder.
The atmosphere suddenly became so cold that Han Zhiyan did not even say what she originally wanted to say.
Fu Haoyu on the side clearly felt the awkwardness of the atmosphere. He immediately stretched out his right hand and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Fu Haoyu, and I am Zhiyan's friend!"
Shangguan Chen frowned and didn't even look at him. He seemed to be very unhappy with what Fu Haoyu suddenly said.
Shangguan Chen ignored Fu Haoyu and just stared at Han Zhiyan, seemingly ignoring Fu Haoyu's existence.
His originally indifferent eyes, at this moment, were pitch black and bottomless, making it impossible to detect any emotion at all.
However, invisibly, there is a kind of horror permeating the air, making it difficult to breathe.
Fu Haoyu on the side looked at Shangguan Chen's indifference and retracted his hand in embarrassment. Suddenly, a provocative look appeared under his eyes and shot towards Shangguan Chen.