An Nan usually lives a bit carelessly, but today in her uniform, she appears even more spirited and dashing.
"Shut up." She doesn't want to talk to this jerk at all right now. If it weren't for the fact that today is his birthday, and he's tricked her this way, she would have already turned on her heel and left, not standing here listening to his nonsense.
Xi Shaoqi innocently rubbed his nose. Okay, he did lie to her, but wasn't that just because he was afraid she wouldn't come tonight?
This woman really hates these kinds of social events. He hadn't thought too much about it at first, but now he's really afraid she'll just turn around and leave, or worse, ignore him forever after.
So, at the moment, the main thing is to dissipate this woman's anger; everything else isn't important, including those people behind him who are watching the show.
Forget it, let them have a laugh for now, he'll deal with them all together later.
"Nannan, I'm sorry, I won't dare again, today's my birthday, don't be mad, okay?" Xi Shaoqi feigned being pitiful to gain sympathy, looking like a well-behaved puppy, his hands tugging at the corner of her clothes, swaying back and forth. This made him seem much more harmless compared to his usual fierce demeanor, and it's also the most sincere way to deal with the angry An Nan.
As expected, seeing Xi Shaoqi , An Nan immediately lost her previous anger and just awkwardly said, "Let's go, hurry and cut the cake." Googlᴇ search ⓝovelFire.net
A moment ago, everyone still didn't understand what had happened, just because Third Young Master Xi was blocking the arriving woman from view with his broad back, hiding her entire form. They only saw that the woman wore a uniform, appearing out of place in such a setting.
Soon after, everyone saw today's main character leading someone toward them, and they couldn't help but mentally size up the situation again.
Not particularly pretty, quite tall, with an indifferent gaze...
After examining her, everyone started to wonder what was so special about this woman that even the esteemed Third Young Master Xi cherished her so much, insisting on waiting for her arrival before cutting the cake.
Most kept their curiosity to themselves, but a few dared to ask aloud.
When they saw Xi Shaoqi leading the person over, some who had met An Nan in the private room that day gathered around and began to chatter away, "Miss An, we meet again."
"Miss An, are you a pilot?"
"No way, a female pilot is so cool!"
Among the chatter, only one person stood quietly on the side, silently staring at An Nan surrounded by the crowd. He was very surprised, having not deliberately investigated this woman, yet who would have thought she'd be a pilot, while beside him was an astonished-looking Han Xiayang.
If he wasn't mistaken, the woman in the pilot's uniform before him was the one the man beside him had been searching for over a month. But why was she here, and why did she seem to know the main character of tonight's event? Their relationship wasn't ordinary, it seemed. Looking over at the man beside him, he still maintained a calm demeanor, which seemed very abnormal.
Just when Han Xiayang's heart was in turmoil, a cold voice whispered in his ear, "Let your curiosity rot in your stomach; if one more person knows, you'll be sent directly to Africa to reclaim wasteland."