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The Long awaited Mr Han CH 2979

Author:As If Dawn Category:urban Update time:2023-01-04 22:03:28


Chapter 2979 Even So, I Dont Dislike

Yan Zhiqing was speechless.


Anyway, even if they were not close before, after talking for so long tonight, they could not be considered strangers anymore.

Even if Wei Wucai did not say that, if someone asked her in the future, she could not answer as she had today.

“Ill remember it.” Yan Zhiqing nodded immediately.

She was seriously too well-behaved right now.

She was completely different from how she was at Sheng Yue.

She despised those who had bad ideas towards her.

She had even made time to hate Luo Qingxian.

She looked so energetic.

If Luo Qingxian knew that Wei Wucai had described the look of Yan Zhiqing hating Luo Qingxian as energetic, it was unknown what Luo Qingxian would have felt.

“Whats your room number” asked Wei Wucai.

Being asked this so suddenly, Yan Zhiqing could not remember for a moment.

Her expression twitched.

She was embarrassed to seem dumb in front of Wei Wucai.

Luckily, after thinking for a while, she remembered.

“Its 2018.”

Wei Wucai nodded.

“Mine is 2020.” “Eh, were so close.

Theres just a number in between.” After Yan Zhiqing finished speaking, she felt vaguely that something was wrong.

But she could not think of what was wrong right now.

So she only felt a little unsure in her heart for a while and forgot about it afterward.

When she reached the door, she saw that Wei Wucai was still there.

Right after, she heard Wei Wucai say, “Well, then.


Until now, Yan Zhiqing still had not noticed what was wrong, and she replied immediately, “Goodnight.”

Then, she saw Wei Wucai walk to the room next door and take out his room card to swipe


Yan Zhiqing was speechless.

She saw Wei Wucai turn his head and smile at her.

“Were not just close to each other, were right next to each other.”

Yan Zhiqing was speechless.

She realized what it was she felt was wrong.

According to the number order of hotel rooms, odd numbers were on one side while even numbers were on the other.

Because of that, the room numbers next to hers were not 2017 and 2019 but 2016 and 2020.

As such, Wei Wucai was naturally staying next door.

After she realized this, Wei Wucais smile appeared to be filled with sarcasm, as if he was mocking her for having a low IQ.

Yan Zhiqing was determined to not admit that her IQ was inadequate.

She puffed her chest out and put on a tough front, saying, “See, I was right.

We are very close.”

Wei Wucais smile twitched.

He understood Yan Zhiqings shamelessness, hiding the fact of her low IQ in such a refined way.

However, the first thought that emerged in Wei Wucais heart was, “Its fine.

Even so, I dont dislike it.”

The moment that this sentiment appeared, even Wei Wucai got scared by himself.

What was there for him to like or dislike Why would he have such a thought

Wei Wucai shivered in his heart and said to Yan Zhiqing, “Since were so close, if theres anything that you need help with, let me know.”

“Okay, thank you,” said Yan Zhiqing happily.

Seeing that Wei Wucai had let her off the hook for her small mistake, she felt that Wei Wucai was really a good person.

He was not mean and calculative like what she once thought.

“Goodnight,” said Wei Wucai.

Yan Zhiqing replied, “Goodnight.”

But after saying that, Wei Wucai still did not go in.

Yan Zhiqings face was filled with confusion.

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