He appeared openly at the entrance of the women's restroom, yet remained unfazed, implying he must have had plenty of experience.
Mu Jin Huan had his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, leaning slightly against the door frame, the well-tailored suit enhancing his tall and upright figure.
He looked at her nonchalantly, his dark eyes half-smiling, "Doctor Nan, pretending not to know me again and again, stepping on me repeatedly, don't you ever wonder if it's appropriate?"
Hearing this, Nan Wan paused in her action of fixing her hair.
Her eyes drifted to the man's legs, indeed showing some dust.
With his noble status, everywhere he walks he appears perfectly polished, it's impossible for it to have been there originally.
Nan Wan also found it strange at the time, clearly she used significant force, but Shen Zhimei didn't even frown.
It turns out she had mistaken her target.
The tips of her ears warmed slightly...
She turned around and murmured softly, "Aren't you the same?"
