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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 21

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    In the noisy discussion of the crowd, Haoran's voice was not high, but he could easily surpass the crowd. He said to Yidan, "Yidan, forget it, don't forget what Mo said, he will not  I like the arrogance in you, why can't you change it?"

    His voice was light and shallow, mixed with ridicule, and his voice was not high, but everyone present could hear it.

    Yang Yidan's face turned redder and redder, half from anger, half from embarrassment.

    She gave Haoran a hard look, and then turned her gaze back to Sa Shuang.

    She knew that she couldn't offend Qin Haoran, even though she was tied with Haoran as a brother and sister in the company, but in terms of momentum, she would always be willing to lose.

    Failing to offend Haoran, Yidan poured out all his grievances on Sa Shuang.

    She looked at the slightly pale and haggard but still charming little face in front of her without makeup, and her tired eyes were still alive, and suddenly she felt flustered.

    This face, these eyes, seem to be the pure and elegant self when she first debuted ten years ago.

    Yang Yidan's eyes suddenly burst into flames, and his pair of red phoenix eyes raised upwards, and he raised his right hand unconsciously.

    Just when Yang Yidan's hand was about to touch Sa Shuang's right cheek, Haoran suddenly and quickly stretched out his left hand, grabbing her wrist.

    Amid the crowd's exclamation, Sa Shuang was still standing upright, but she raised her eyes to look at Qin Haoran with a slight surprise on her face, and her eyes unconsciously looked at his left cheek, on which faint traces of redness could be seen.

    Her heart skipped a beat suddenly, and she felt flustered. The right hand that had just slapped Hao Ran unconsciously clenched into a fist.

    Youxin knew that if Haoran hadn't stopped Yidan's hand, that slap would have landed firmly on Sashuang's face, and she would never dodge or frown.

    However, in the next second, she will strike back fiercely: a slap will hit Yang Yidan's beautiful face with exquisite makeup.

    Now, Haoran has become the focus of everyone, and even Sa Shuang's eyes on him began to be hesitant.

    "Yidan." Hao Ran turned a blind eye to everyone's eyes, and spoke lightly. His voice was always good, not deep like ordinary men, but soft and pleasant.

    But at this moment, his voice was full of coldness and dissatisfaction. His palm was slightly exerted, and Yidan frowned slightly, but still gritted his teeth.

    He said, "Yidan, don't be so irritable, restrain yourself, it's not bad for you, and you're still a senior. It doesn't matter if you give up a chance to a newcomer once or twice. Be generous."

    This is the second time Qin Haoran defended Sa Shuang in front of everyone.

    As soon as this remark came out, the crowd watching around fell silent.

    Everyone's eyes turned back and forth on the three of them, and then they began to whisper to each other.

    Everyone is sure: Wei Sashuang must have climbed up to Qin Haoran, and must have won his favor.  Otherwise, how could he, who has always regarded actresses as playthings, support her repeatedly in her disputes with Sister Yidan.

    Yang Yidan's wrist was tightly grasped by Haoran, his words still sounded understatement, but his tone could not hide his ruthlessness, his eyes were full of vigilance, Yidan's face turned red and then turned white, and he stood in embarrassment.  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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