"Sorry." Lu Man was still disoriented from the crash and started backing away.
Somehow she felt that the chest of the person she had crashed into seemed familiar and even the light and comfortable scent felt familiar as well.
However, at that moment, Lu Man did not even want to bother looking at what the other person looked like, and was just about to back away to enter the lift. But who knew that the other person would suddenly hug her.
The person's long arms were like iron, firmly trapping her in his embrace.
Lu Man had not thought that the person she had bumped into was a hooligan, and was just about to hit him when she heard a familiar voice from above her head. "Rushing up to me as soon as you see me, do you miss me that much?"
This voice!
Extremely shocked Lu Man looked up. The person she had crashed into was Han Zhuoli!
Seeing how she had been shocked into a daze, Han Zhuoli laughed lowly.
