C8 He Is a Germaphobic

"Miss Nie, I promise you, I will definitely do it. You can just wait for my reward. "

Upon hearing his words, Nie Qiuhuan suddenly raised her head to look at him, but her heart was sinking little by little at this moment.

This man seemed to be unwilling to let her go no matter what.

The terrified expression slowly disappeared from her eyes, and her transvestite face finally returned to its normal calm state.

She regained her balance and approached Rong Yun step by step. Just as she was about to say something, Rong Yun suddenly frowned and pushed her away.

"Woman, don't come near me!"

Nie Qiuhuan was caught off guard by his push.

The slender high heels also broke with a "pata" sound due to her unstable center of gravity.

In the midst of her panic, Nie Qiuhuan fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the expensive cashmere paving of the floor did not make her feel much pain.

She raised her head and looked at Rong Yun.

At the same time, Rong Yun was wiping her hand that just touched her in disgust.

A trace of understanding flashed across Nie Qiuhuan's eyes.

He had an obsession with cleanliness.

So it turned out that Young Master Yun's rumors about Rong City and his aversion to women were all true.

But soon after, the doubt in his heart spread out.

The cleanliness freak Rong Yun, why did he do that to her that night?

Recalling the scene from that night, Nie Qiuhuan's ears could not help but turn red.

Looking at the beautiful face, Rong Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of regret.

He was forced to do what he had to do that night.

It was the first time he had treated a woman like that.

The soft touch of the woman from that night seemed to come into his hand again, bringing with it a faint fragrance that shook one's mind.

He frowned, the chill in his eyes growing even colder.

Rong Yun stared at Nie Qiuhuan's beautiful face. He pinched his rough fingertips, and the corner of his mouth curled up evilly.

He didn't seem to dislike this woman too much.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have forced her to ask his name that night.

But, this woman, how could she dare? How could she dare lie to him!

How could he not understand Xiang An's meaning!

Since she didn't want to get involved with him, he would let her have her way.

After carefully wiping Nie Qiuhuan's hands, he threw the handkerchief into the trash can in front of her.

"Now, you can leave." Rong Yun suddenly turned around, leaving Nie Qiuhuan with an exquisite yet lonely view of his back.

An indescribable feeling spread through Nie Qiuhuan's heart.

Her pretty eyebrows were knitted together. She hid the indescribable emotion in her heart as she lowered her head to look at the broken high heels on her feet.

I can't wear it anymore.

She took it off decisively.

The palm of her white foot touched the floor of the pile, making it itch.

Nie Qiuhuan stood up and left the room that made her heart palpitate without another glance at the man in front of her.

Rong Yun, on the other hand, was staring closely at the image of a woman on the smooth wall.

Eventually, it dissipated.

Nie Qiuhuan quickly took the elevator back to the first floor. The coldness of the ground spread to the soles of her feet.

She kept calling Boss Lee, but her voice was always mechanical.

"Hello, the user you have dialed is temporarily unconnected. Please try again later …"

Nie Qiuhuan could only wait on the stairs outside, barefooted and facing the weird gazes of others.

She could only blame herself for being too busy and forgetting to bring her purse when she went out.

Right now, she could only take the Boss Lee's free ride back.

She didn't know how long she waited until her thin body began to shiver from the cold. Her bare legs were stiff to the point of numbing.

Boss Lee's familiar voice finally came from behind him.