An Zhenzhen reached out to tidy her hair and suddenly smiled, " I met this gentleman in the elevator just now. He said he knew you, miss Jiang, so I brought him up.
"You ... Do you know him?"
An Zhenzhen pointed at mu Feng, who was beside her, and asked.
Jiang Ruan's gaze fell on mu Feng. Her eyes were cold and emotionless.
Mu Feng straightened his back subconsciously and said to Jiang Ruan tenderly, " Ruan Ruan, I ...
She raised her snow-white fingertips and stopped him from continuing.
The woman's delicate brows furrowed, and her tone was a little unfriendly. what did you call me? "
"Ruan Ruan?"
She chuckled, the mockery in her tone almost unconcealed.
"We are close, Sir. You don't seem to take my warning to heart."
"Do you think that I'm just saying it?"
The woman's voice was soft, but the words she said were sharp.
Ms. An, I don't know why you brought this gentleman here.