As he spoke, Qin Gengxin glanced at Jiang Ruolan's not-too-big bosom.
Jiang Ruolan almost stepped on his feet with her sharp heels while looked at him with her ashen face. "I'm like your sister! Don't think I didn't know you were playing with me! I warned you, this joke is enough!"
"I'm not joking." Because he was drunk last night, Qin Gengxin's lips had turned slightly pale. His eyes focused on the doubt in Jiang Ruolan's eyes, and he restrained the teasing expression on his face, saying indifferently, "I've been looking for you for seven years and found you with great difficulty. How can I have time to joke with you?"
Jian Ruolan was about to say something when she suddenly froze. She looked at the smile and seriousness in Qin Gengxin's eyes and immediately used all her strength to shake off his hand. She took two steps back and combed her untidy hair.
Without saying anything, she walked towards the elevator.
"Ruolan!"
