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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

nThe man was wearing a light blue shirt and a pair of slim fit khakis. It wasn’t formal wear but semi-casual. He didn’t look as serious as he normally would but rather clean and beautiful.

nHe was surrounded by industry seniors and everyone was talking to him delightedly. He listened attentively and replied occasionally. In Ning Qing’s eyes, she saw half of his face. A handsome sculpted face with significant sideburns…

nStrangely attractive.

nHis broad shoulders and small waist gave his semi-casual fashion a charming appeal. He had one of his hands in his pocket. His elegant yet composed manner of speech reflected his honorable identity. The dim lighting of the lanterns shone and he caught her attention.

n“Miss…” Then, Zhu Rui caught up to her from the hotel. His voice woke Ning Qing with a start, as well as the people by the cars.

nThen, Ning Qing’s eyes met the pair of bright and clear eyes. Lu Shaoming looked at her, she couldn’t tell if he was happy or angry from his eyes.

nHowever, Ning Qing could clearly see that he measured her up and down while the seniors around him looked shocked. They revealed sympathy in their gazes.

nNing Qing didn’t know what was wrong with her. The exit was right behind them after the stairs but she suddenly had no strength to walk.

nShe quickly turned around and jumped off by the side of the stairs. She took a smaller route. There was this one small route in between the hotel wall and the fountain that was so narrow that it could only fit one person.

nThere wouldn’t be any guests who use that route. It was probably for the waitresses and other staff.

nHowever, she didn’t care. She merely wanted to leave the place as soon as possible. She didn’t want to show herself in a fix before the man who once comforted her gently in the hotel room, the man who parked his car below her dorm a few days ago to send her medicine.

nShe knew how in a mess she looked.

nThose people in the business circle were sharp, especially him. He could probably guess what happened to her with one glance. She wanted to retain some dignity.

nBut she was so silly. She also knew how much worse it could be if she were to take the narrow route out.

nShe should have listened to the gentleman’s advice. She should wash her face, change into clean clothes and clean herself up. After all, he looked so decent.

nNing Qing felt her was face hot and moist. She wiped with her hand and it was covered in tears.

nShe felt that she was a joke. She cried and laughed as she ran on the street. She took out her phone from her bag, “Hey, Xiao Zhou, find me a man. The rich kind…”

nShe hung up the phone and she stumbled on a rock. She was caught off guard. She fell and sat on the ground. She didn’t feel like standing up again.

nShe curled up and hugged her knees. She buried her face on her knees. She didn’t worry about the passersby nor did she think about the next day but simply started wailing in tears.

nNing Qing wanted to cry heartily but not long after she cried, she felt a weight on her shoulders. Her cold body suddenly felt the warmth, there was someone who covered her with a piece of clothing.

nShe quivered and looked with the corner of her eyes. It was a grey woolen jacket with a whiff of a refreshing yet warm manly scent.

nThe scent… She was familiar with.

nShe looked down and saw a pair of leather shoes, in a color that was lighter than his khakis.

nIt’s him.

nHe’s here.

nNing Qing was at loss of what to do. She was already in the mess and she was then sitting on the floor crying, disregarding her image. She bit her lips so that she wouldn’t make any noise as she cried but her tears beads were falling uncontrollably.

nShe felt a sudden warmth in her hair. He ran his hand in her hand and said in a deep voice calmly, “Why did you run when you saw me, hmm?”

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