When Lin Hanxing saw the other party's face, he made an "Oh" in his heart.
So it was her!
Didn't he just see her this afternoon? she was Zhong Xueqing's daughter, Fang Mengran!
She was no longer wearing the Dior season's Black top and bottom business suit. Instead, she had changed into a long dress with a spaghetti strap for young girls. Her long hair was draped behind her, and she no longer had the arrogance and enigma she had in the afternoon.
"Brother, what a coincidence!" Fang Mengran acted as if she did not see Lin Hanxing and walked over to Lei Xiao with a smile.
Lin Hanxing could not help but cast a sidelong glance at Lei Xiao.
She really wanted to know what kind of system he had.
Why was it that every woman who harbored ill intentions toward him would call him brother out of habit?
As he thought about this, Lin Hanxing's eyes looked past Lei Jing and landed on the shelf behind him.
There were boxes of ...
Oh, Dodge. A pregnancy necessity!
