2590 Even Voiceless
Ever since I knew Han Zhuoling, apart from my own family, no one of the opposite sex has called him so affectionately.
Han Zhuoling's ex-wife used to call it that, but it was because she had a thick skin and Han Zhuoling was not a bird.
At home, the elders called him Zhuo Ling directly, while Lu Man followed Han Zhuoli and called him Big Brother.
So this is the first time that Shi Xiaoya has heard a young woman call him so affectionately.
For some reason, Shi Xiaoya disliked this voice subconsciously.
Don't like the name either.
Shi Xiaoya turned her head to look at Han Zhuoling, raised her eyebrows, didn't speak, but said on her face, "Who is calling you so close?"
Han Zhuoling's scalp was tense, and he didn't remember any woman he knew, and the relationship was so good.
Helplessly, he glanced at Shi Xiaoya and patted her head.
What are you thinking about.
The two turned around together and saw a woman walking towards them.
The lights on the road are still relatively dim, and it is not so clear to see.
But when the other party approached, Shi Xiaoya felt that the other party looked familiar, and she must have seen him somewhere.
The woman in front of her looked like she was about thirty years old, not because of her face, but because of her mature temperament.
There is a feeling of a strong woman with a successful career and outstanding abilities.
Every gesture is confident and elegant, full of extravagance.
Shi Xiaoya first looks at people's faces because of occupational diseases.
It's not about whether the other party looks good or not, but about the age of the other party's skin and makeup.
The woman in front of her has exquisite makeup. It seems that the makeup has just been painted on for a short time. It is clean and clear. After a long time, the makeup will not come off more or less.
Seeing that she is well maintained, at least just looking at her face, she looks like twenty-six.
"I didn't expect to see you here." The woman in front of me said, "Oh, by the way, this is the residence of Mr. Han and Mrs. Han."
The other party was talking to Han Zhuoling on his own, as if Shi Xiaoya was standing here, she didn't seem to notice.
Han Zhuoling nodded indifferently, and heard the woman in front of her say again: "I didn't expect to see you again at the school celebration after so many years. I originally wanted to catch up with you, but when I turned around, you disappeared."
The other party smiled, "At first I thought, then I would find another opportunity to get together with you, but I didn't expect such a coincidence that I met you here tonight."
Han Zhuoling heard so much from her, but he never said hello to Shi Xiaoya, not even winking at her.
How could Han Zhuoling not know what she was thinking?
She could never hide her gaze.
Han Zhuoling ignored the woman in front of him, turned around and introduced to Shi Xiaoya, "This is my former classmate from Jixia Academy—"
Han Zhuoling paused, then looked at the other party again, frowning slightly, as if he couldn't remember the other party's name.
Shi Xiaoya knew at a glance that Han Zhuoling was pretending here.
Han Zhuoling's brain would never forget it once he heard it.
How could there be such a mistake that I have met but can't remember the name of someone, not to mention that the other party is a classmate for many years.
Sure enough, the woman in front of her smiled awkwardly, and even turned black for a moment.
"I'm Lian Qingyin." Lian Qingyin smiled unnaturally.
She had only seen her during the school celebration this afternoon, but she couldn't believe that Han Zhuoling had forgotten her so quickly.
Moreover, her face is not so bland that people can't remember it.
Even Qingyin is very confident about her face.