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Lu Man's heart trembled violently, and she just looked at Han Zhuoli.

Could Han Zhuoli see or feel her presence?

"Zhuo Li..." Lu Man called softly.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in." Han Zhuoli said, then looked away again, and continued to work with his head down.

Just now, it seemed to be just a coincidence.

Afterwards, Zheng Tianming came in.

Even though she knew that Zheng Tianming couldn't see it, Lu Man still stepped aside.

Seeing Zheng Tianming standing in front of Han Zhuoli, "President, tonight's Nanyin Charity Night, this is a donation in your name."

Zheng Tianming put the document in front of Han Zhuoli.

This feeling is very strange.

They were obviously people she knew.

But in this world, she is completely strange to her.

"Okay." Han Zhuoli nodded.

At night, Lu Man saw Han Zhuoli change into a dress and suit.

Lu Man calculated that Han Zhuoli should be 38 years old at this time.

It seemed that he was indeed more mature than the Han Zhuoli she was familiar with.

There are also more silk lines in the corners of the eyes.

It turned out that at the age of 38, he looked like this.

Lu Mann couldn't help but look carefully, relying on Han Zhuoli not being able to see her, she observed carefully, a little unscrupulously.

Han Zhuoli sat in the car, and the driver was still the familiar Xiao Chen.

Zheng Tianming was sitting in the co-pilot.

Lu Mann also got in while opening the door, and sat beside Han Zhuoli.

At night, the lights outside the car windows were dim, but the inside of the car was very dark and there were no lights.

But this didn't prevent Lu Man from looking at Han Zhuoli's side face with his chin resting on his shoulders.

In the dimness, the beauty of his profile was highlighted more and more.

"Why aren't you married yet?" Lu Man asked to herself.

Anyway, Han Zhuoli couldn't hear it.

But something strange happened.

Just after Lu Mann asked, Han Zhuoli suddenly turned his head and looked at her again.

Lu Man held her breath nervously.

Han Zhuoli just looked at the air next to him quietly for a few seconds, then turned his head back.

Lu Mann was very strange, he seemed to be able to feel her, but also seemed not to be able to.

But if he can't feel it, why can he capture her position so precisely every time?

It was the same when she touched his face, and when she asked him a question just now.

Until arriving at the dinner venue, Han Zhuoli still did not walk the red carpet.

He has never liked to show off on the red carpet.

He entered the banquet hall in a low-key manner and sat down at the front main table.

Not long after, Chu Zhaoyang, Nan Jingheng, Qi Chengzhi and others also arrived.

They all brought their own wives.

At this table, there was only Han Zhuoli who was alone.

"I'm surprised." Nan Jingheng said, "Brother Zhuo, after all these years, you're not single, and it's not that you don't want to find someone. Why have you been single? You said you never met that person, but after so many years You haven’t met any of them? Is it possible that you already have someone in your heart?”

Han Zhuoli smiled, "You can say yes, or you can say no."

"How to say?" Nan Jingheng asked strangely, "You said you have been waiting, but what kind of person are you waiting for? Do you have a specific image in your heart?"

"No." Han Zhuoli said, "It can be said that there is a person, because I know that there must be such a person, waiting for me to meet her."

"I can't say why, but I'm sure, there really is such a person."