The bold qiqing (4)

The Han family.

It was the company's Annual Meeting that night.

Although her parents had asked if she wanted to go, han qiqing had rejected them, saying that she didn't want to go and had asked her friends out to watch a movie.

The family had dinner very early.

Han qiqing sent her parents and han Yuexu to the door obediently.

"Brother, wait!"

She suddenly called out to han Yuexu and nimbly moved closer to him. She placed her small hands on his collar and helped him adjust his tie.

Tonight, her brother was wearing a black Italy handmade suit, which made him look even more cold and handsome.

Her heart was beating wildly as she watched.

Especially at such a close distance, she was a little fascinated by the faint smell of Cologne on his body.

"It's done,"

She didn't dare to delay for too long, afraid that her little thoughts would be discovered.

In fact, her brother's tie was not crooked. She had done it on purpose.