Not far away, Jiayi saw Lan Yurou bump into Huo Zhenyang, who was still in the army, and not only stopped but also quietly hid behind a military vehicle.
Why is Lan Yurou looking for Huo Zhenyang?
Someone actually still speaks to her so kindly?
Lan Yurou hadn't expected Huo Zhenyang to be so amicable toward her and felt flattered, biting her lip slightly: "I've long admired Master Huo's reputation. When I first debuted, I took a few ads, all products under the Huo Group, but I've never met you. It's a fateful encounter to see you today, so I'm here to say hello. I hope I'm not disturbing you."
Huo Zhenyang was no stranger to being pestered by actresses, having grown accustomed to the tricks of women from the entertainment industry. Watching her act so coquettishly, he raised an eyebrow and lazily said, "You're not disturbing."
Lan Yurou was even more delighted, sneaking a glance at the man in front of her.
