Zhan Hanjue ignored the surprised looks from everyone and walked towards Ningwan.
He reached out accurately and pulled Ningwan out from among a group of women, dragging her into his arms.
"Ahhhh, he actually picked someone."
"Why not me? Mr. Zhan, I'm prettier than her."
"Don't forget what I just said, if you become rich, don't forget me." A girl shouted at Ningwan.
However, Ningwan was already in Zhan Hanjue's embrace and soon entered the elevator.
"Why are you here?"
After entering the elevator, Zhan Hanjue looked down and asked the little woman in his arms.
Chen Tan looked up expressionlessly, noticed that the top of the elevator was a bit dirty, and made a note to tell the cleaning staff to be thorough next time.
"I came to see you about something, but I had no idea you were so popular. Every day there are so many beautiful girls waiting here, hoping you'll favor them," Ningwan blinked playfully at him.
Zhan Hanjue's face darkened.
