Chương 136: Chapter 142 Han Jin

"Grandpa." Luo Qiao handed over the gift in her hands and said obediently, " Happy Birthday. I wish you good fortune and longevity.

The old master's gaze swept over the two of them. He reached out to take the gift and asked, " "I heard you two got back together?"

Luo Qiao waved her hand immediately. we're not. We didn't.

"Oh?"

Old master Ming handed the gift to his assistant beside him and rubbed the Jade ring on his finger. He said calmly, " but why did I see you hugging Siran and calling her 'brother' in the livestream? "

Beside him, Ming Siran chuckled in delight.

Luo Qiao's face flushed red.

Old master Ming smiled and said, " alright, you two young people can make your own decisions. Siran, too. Don't always bully Qiaoqiao.

I can't wait to dote on her, " Ming Siran said slowly. I wouldn't dare to bully her.

Luo Qiao,"hehe."

After that, more guests came to offer their blessings, and the two of them went to the side. Ming Siran said softly, " "I'll help Grandpa entertain the guests. You rest for a while."

Seeing that she was not paying attention, Ming Siran reached out and pinched her face, asking lazily, " "Did you hear that?"

"I know, I know," Luo Qiao slapped his hand away.

……

Luo Qiao walked out to the courtyard and looked at the scenery around her. For a moment, she felt a mix of emotions.

In the past, when they were dating, she would come here every day and was already very familiar with this place.

Shaking her head to get rid of her chaotic thoughts, Luo Qiao took out her phone and played a small game to pass the time.

However, not long after, a shadow loomed over her eyes and a hand snatched her phone away. Luo Qiao lifted her head in surprise and was met with a pair of dark, unruly eyes.

The man's hair was very short, and his eyes were sharp. His face was cold, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line. When he met her eyes, he did not seem to have any emotional reaction.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his gaze fell on the phone screen. His slender and flexible fingers tapped on the interface, and he closed the game for her very casually.

"How many years has it been? you still don't know how to play games." The man's voice was low, and his dark and cold eyes looked at her again. He handed the phone back to her. "Did you come alone?"

Luo Qiao looked at him for a few seconds before she came to her senses and said in disbelief, " "Han Jin?"

Han Jin stared at her and smiled. "You still remember me?"

"Of course!" Luo Qiao stood up in surprise and looked at him. "What are you doing here?"

Han Jin was dressed in black, and his aura was wild and unruly. He looked down at her quietly and said, " "My parents can't come today, so they asked me to give a gift to the old master."

"Oh."

Just as Luo Qiao was about to say something, a chuckle suddenly came from the door. She turned around and saw Ming Siran standing there with his hands in his pockets, breathing lazily. His peach-shaped eyes narrowed dangerously as he looked at the two of them, and his tone was particularly indifferent."Isn't this little brother Han Qiu?"

Han Jin raised his eyes to look at Ming Siran.

The man strode towards the two of them and said emotionlessly, " "Why aren't you going in?"

Han Jin glanced at him and said indifferently, " "Go now."

Before he left, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Luo Qiao. "Is it convenient for you to give me your contact information?"

"Sure," Luo Qiao nodded.

Ming Siran's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at her.

He coldly watched the two of them add each other's contact information. Ming Siran put his hands in his pockets, a half-smile on his face.

Han Jin changed the caller ID, put away his phone, and walked away without looking at Ming Siran.

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