Qiqing's Secret (1)

After hanging up the phone, han qiqing could clearly feel a swelling pain in her head.

Who was this man?

Why was it that when she faced him, there was an indescribable strange feeling?

She didn't know him before, but when she met him yesterday, she felt like she knew him.

However, who was he?

Why couldn't she remember anything?

When the other party asked to meet her, she felt a sense of rejection deep in her heart, but she agreed without much thought.

When they met later, she had to ask him clearly.

Han qiqing packed up and went downstairs, ready to go out.

Who would've thought that enemies would meet on such a narrow road? he actually ran into li Yizhen at the stairs.

Li Yizhen was all dressed up, holding a new bag in her hand and walking down the stairs in a pair of 10-centimeter high heels.

"Butler, is my car ready?"