Lin Xiangwan endured this slap for four years.

A clear palm print appeared on Huo Jincheng's face.

Lin Fengwan lowered his right hand, and his palm, which was a little hurt, also started to hurt.

He hurts, and she hurts too.

"Let's just stop here!"

These five words are not so much what Lin Xiangwan said to Huo Jincheng, but rather what she said to herself.

Now she is no longer. She can be crazy for the word "love" and no longer wants to do the stupid things she used to be.

Because, he is not worth it!

Turning around and grabbing the computer on the table and stuffing it into his backpack, Lin Fengwan walked out of the lounge in his high heels.

Huo Jincheng followed her and secretly pushed the face with her tongue, which was hit by her, but his eyes were staring at her right hand.

Just by looking at her gently swinging her hands, you will know that this move must have hurt.

Even though it was night, there were still many staff members in Tianlai Building.

People in the entertainment industry have always been involuntarily, and working overtime is common.

Lin Fengwan heard the footsteps behind him, and he refused to look back and did not get angry again.

Twenty-five years old, fell in society for so long.

She is no longer the age when she was so moved by a stranger she met on the street.

Adults have adult tolerance.

The two of them walked through the corridor one by one, and occasionally met several staff members or industry insiders.

Some people recognize Huo Jincheng, but they also feel the strange aura of the two of them. They are both very tactful and pass by, at most they nodded politely or smiled.

The elevator was not on this floor, Lin Fengwan pressed the floor button and waited.

Another singer who recorded the late night happened to be waiting in the stairwell, recognizing Huo Jincheng and busy saying hello to his senior.

"Teacher Huo..." The word "Teacher" got stuck when he saw the red and swollen Wuzhishan on the other party's face and became a little weird, "Hello!"

He is not good!

Huo Jincheng took a deep breath, tried hard to control his temper as a senior, and nodded gently.

The singer also felt that the aura in the elevator was wrong. Seeing that the elevator reached the floor and separated, he deliberately pulled the assistant back two steps.

"We... wait for someone!"

Lin Fengwan stepped into the elevator, and Huo Jincheng followed in and stood next to her.

Feeling his shirt touching her arm, she moved to the side.

But the elevator is small and can't move anywhere.

Huo Jincheng reached out and grabbed the computer bag she was carrying in her right hand.

"I'll do it."

The computer bag's carry hand was already big, and he held it over with her fingers.

Lin Fengwan uncomfortably moved the bag, but the man's hand was held on the handle and did not move.

Looking sideways, Lin Fengwan glanced at him through the eyes.

"Huo Jincheng, are you sick?"

She slapped him, he should be angry, and he would help her carry her bag like nothing else when she chased him.

Is this still the proud Huo Jincheng she knew?

"I'm sick!" The man's expression was very light, but the hand holding the handle was persistent, "Only you can cure it!"

The elevator stopped on the third floor and someone walked in. Lin Fengwan glanced at the palm of his hand that he was still holding on the bag. He took a step back and let go of his fingers.

You can't grab a bag with him in front of an outsider, right?

The elevator went down, the passengers left, and the two walked out of the Tianlai Building together.

The driver had already driven the car over and waited under the steps.

Lin Fengwan stretched out his right hand and said, "Bake!"

Huo Jincheng carried her computer bag, "I'll give it to you."

"Need not."

"Then you give it to me!"
Chapter completed!