"How do you know he can't see me?"

There is a trace of dissatisfaction between the faces of hundred Li's red make-up. It seems that she really likes Qingling.

"I heard that senior Qingling doesn't have any girls around now..."

Just then, the eyes of hundred Li red makeup suddenly fell on the sachet on Jin Zilan's waist, and the color of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"The pattern on your sachet..."

Jin Zilan also subconsciously looks at the sachet at his waist, and embroiders the pattern of purple orchid on it.

"I saw that elder Qingling seems to have one?"

Bai Li's red make-up thought about it carefully, and then she said: "I must have been dazzled. How could this pattern and pin look so similar?"

Jin Zilan's lips curled up subconsciously. She had made a sachet for Qingling before.

This guy has been on since then, but he is rarely seen.

I didn't expect this girl had seen it. So she really stared at Qingling?

"If you have no hope, don't waste your time!" Jin Zilan is proud.

Bai Li's red make-up looks unbelievable. It seems that she didn't care about it at all.

"That's my business, so don't worry about Miss Jin.

If Miss Jin has nothing else to do, I'll leave. "

Voice down, hundred miles of red makeup will be unhappy to leave.

Looking at the back of the woman's departure, Jin Zilan knew that the girl must have died of anger.

"Fight me? You deserve it! "

Jin Zilan sneers. On the ninety floors, most of them are old guys. There are too few handsome people like Qingling.

Not only is she strong, but also willing to pay attention to her. I really want to make people dislike her.

This new girl, what can I compare with her?

Until Jin Zilan left, a figure came out from behind.

Huan Ling pressed the sachet in his hand, which was embroidered with a purple orchid.

Because the name of the purple orchid is similar to Jin's, and it has always been his wife's favorite flower, and also regarded as his own symbol.

Many small objects are specially embroidered with a purple orchid, and this sachet in his hand, he thought it was his wife's after he picked it up.

However, the size and totem of the sachet did not seem to be used by women, but rather by men, which left him wondering.

Who ever thought that he would hear such a remark after coming? It seems that he is dissatisfied with Baili red make-up, but he who is good will not say such a remark, so there is only one reason.

When Baili red makeup returned to the restaurant, Han Chenyang had already returned.

The two looked at each other with a smile.

They have achieved this goal today.

"We just need to draw a line, and then we'll wait for things to ferment."

A hundred li of red make-up lips were slightly raised. Just now she knew that huanling was eavesdropping behind. She specifically asked Xiaohei to inform Han Chenyang to bring people here, but Jin Zilan's strength was no better than huanling's, and she didn't notice.

When huanling came to the front, he noticed that Qingling was not far away. Instead of coming out in person, he found a waiter to return the things to Qingling.

"Childe, your sachet is gone."

The waiter pretended to pick up the sachet from the ground and handed it to Qingling.

Seeing this, Qingling was surprised. She took the sachet and said, "thank you very much."