Chapter 802 You Are Not Far From Amnesia

The elevator soon reached the floor they wanted to go to. The elevator door opened, and the woman stepped out first. Ming Ancheng leaned over to Yan Rusheng's side and teased in a low voice, "Wen Xuxu put a spell on you? Now that other women are half a step closer to you, are you afraid of being like that?"

Afraid of being like that? Young Master Yan looked at Young Master Ming and raised his eyebrows, "I hate vulgar perfume smells the most, don't you know?"

Hearing this, before Ming Ancheng could say anything, a woman's dissatisfied voice suddenly came from the front, "Handsome guy, I'm using Guerlain's global limited edition perfume, you... don't understand how to appreciate it."

There is a sacred and inviolable pride in the tone.

The corners of Ming Ancheng's pursed lips trembled. He looked at Yan Rusheng's handsome face and held back his smile, which was very hard.

This was probably the first time that Young Master Yan was despised by a strange woman.

The first woman who dared to say that Master Yan didn't appreciate her, of course...except Wen Xuxu.

Yan Rusheng frowned, and looked at the woman coldly, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

Even though it was very fast, she was caught by the woman. She raised her chin proudly, without fear, "What are you looking at? If Guerlain is still a vulgar perfume, then why isn't it vulgar?"

Yan Rusheng ignored her, raised his foot and continued walking, walking past the woman, without hesitation in his steps.

After walking over, his ironic voice floated back faintly, "The turtle eats barley..."

'puff'

Ming Ancheng couldn't bear it anymore, he burst into laughter, looked at Yan Rusheng, and shook his head helplessly.

Can't this guy be more polite and gentle to women, especially beautiful women? He's too venomous.

"Turtles eat barley?" The woman frowned suspiciously, pondering Yan Rusheng's words suspiciously. Breathing air is a waste in this world."

Turtles eat barley, isn't the next sentence "wasting"?

It means expensive Guerlain perfume, it is a waste to use it on her.

The most hateful thing is that he even used a turtle as a metaphor for her!

Well, your words are like life, you remember it for me!

The beauty gritted her teeth, a pair of bright almond eyes behind the goggles shone with hatred.

Yan Rusheng and Ming Ancheng walked to the end of the corridor, then turned again, their steps were calm and elegant.

When turning the corner, Ming Ancheng caught sight of the woman just now from the corner of his eye.

He couldn't help laughing, "This woman is quite special, seeing that we haven't committed nympho."

This is really rare.

The common problem of young masters is narcissism!

Yan Rusheng cast a contemptuous glance at Ming Ancheng, "Mr. Ming, you are not far from amnesia."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace and found the room he was looking for. He glanced at the room number and knocked on the door after confirming it.

Ming Ancheng was puzzled, "How to say?"

"..." Yan Rusheng ignored him, and the door opened.

A tall woman, wearing a clean white shirt and black suit pants, with her long hair coiled up without a trace of mess, she looks very capable.

Seeing Yan Rusheng and Ming Ancheng, she grinned, and couldn't help but tinge childishness in her smile, "Brother Yan, Brother Ming."

Ming Ancheng nodded, "Yi Shan."

Yan Rusheng also nodded, then raised his foot and walked past Lu Yishan.

Lu Yishan and Ming Ancheng followed closely behind.