Do you mind if I touch your face?

Wang Hao quickly moved to intercept: "Su Cheng, you are too careless. Now it is daytime... It's not very easy for Mr. Helan..."

Su Cheng smiled and said: "Auntie, you don't know Mr. Helan too well. He is now a popular and experienced senior. For this kind of jade, even without a magnifying glass, he can judge it." Real or fake. Isn't that right, Helan?"

"You flatter me."

He Lanjing took the jade, gently licked it, touched it with his fingertips, and gave it to Su Cheng without saying anything.

Seeing that he didn't speak, he didn't say anything. Wang Hao couldn't help but ask: "How is this true? We have been scouring for a long time. There is also a consultant from Liulichang."

The look on He Lanjing's face became more and more unpredictable: "Miss Wang, do you like this jade?"

"I do."

"If you like it, it's a good jade."

Both Su Cheng and Wang Wei were discolored.

He Lanjing drew together his eyebrows and pulled out the blind cane from his pocket. He was about to go forward. A young man quickly came over and whispered in his ear:

"Mr. Helan, I am a representative from the public relations department. Did you invite this lady?"

"Which lady?"

"This Guan - Miss Pipi, C City Evening News."

He Lanjing thought about it and shook his head: "I don't remember ever meeting a Miss Guan."

The man looked at Pipi sincerely, and his expression was apologetic: "So, sorry, Miss Guan, this club-"

"Wait," He Lanjing suddenly interrupted him. "The invitation was done by my assistant. There may be a reporter from the newspaper, but I don't remember her face. Miss Guan, do you mind if I touch your face to confirm it?"

Touch the face? He actually asked this. Even if he was a scorpion, it was too arrogant!

Even the staff member was stunned

The story went that the fox was stingy and vengeful, and it seemed that it was true.

The people present were watching and enjoying the show.

Pipi gritted her teeth and straightened her neck, ignoring him.

"If it's too much trouble, then..." He pushed up his sunglasses, and turned to leave.

Turning to face him, Pipi said: "I don't mind."

He wanted to know with his fingers. At that moment, Wang Hao looked ready to laugh out loud.

There was cold air on her face. Then came the smell of the deep mountain wood fern from his body. The fingers that stretched out were long and pale, but the fingertips were soft. The actual situation was not as awkward as she'd imagined. He Lanjing only touched her nose, touched her ear again, then looked down for a moment and said, "Well, I know you. Miss Guan, I believe my assistant sent you an invitation."

"I... lost it."