“Jinman.” A magnetic but so familiar male voice sounded in Shen Jinman’s ears. She turned her head to find the source of the sound, but as soon as she turned around, she saw Lu Jinghuan’s eyes as if she was staring at her.
“You are here too, I thought who called me.” His beautiful eyes were as clear as a bottomless spring, deeply fascinating him.
“Who did you come with?” Lu Jinghuan reached out and took a glass of champagne and held it in his hand, looking at her.
“I,” she was about to say that she came with Gu Moran, but when she remembered the scene of their last meeting, Shen Jinman decided not to say it.
“I came with my friend.” She took a sip of the juice in the cup with guilt. She didn’t know how to lie, and her little face was even more blushing. Lu Jinghuan looked at her and seemed to have guessed something.
“Is that true? Do I know that friend?” Lu Jinghuan didn’t look at his gentle and elegant appearance, but his smart mind was well-known in the shopping mall. Lu Jinghuan said lightly, but Shen Jinman knew that he was suspicious of him. Although the two had no intersection since she rejected him, she knew that their relationship had fundamentally changed.
“It’s nothing.” She planned to make excuses, but Lu Jinghuan seemed a little reluctant, “Jinman, you are so beautiful today.”
“Ah,” Shen Jinman opened her mouth wide, and her words for no reason shocked her. Seeing himself losing his composure, he quickly reached out to cover his lips, Ru Suhua’s eyes.