"Aiya, Miss Pei, I'm really sorry. My hand was trembling and I couldn't hold the cup properly."
Hans apologized with a smile.
However, Qin Luyan stood up and walked towards Pei Yunge, grabbing her hand to check.
Pei Yunge's cold and fair skin was slightly red.
The hot water in Hans' cup had splashed on her hand just now.
"Ge'er, does it hurt?"
The man, who had not even furrowed his eyebrows just now, suddenly bent down and gently blew on the girl's burning red hand. His cold voice was low and harmonious.
Pei Yunge was not used to being in close contact with him. Her eyebrows moved instinctively and she quickly avoided Qin Luyan's hand.
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"I'm fine."
Pei Yunge's tone was a little cold. "Assistant Ceng, bring my laptop here."
At this moment.
It was only then that everyone realized that there was a familiar person standing beside Pei Yunge, but they could not remember who it was.
"Okay, Miss."
