She was like a child who had done something wrong. She quickly hid her phone under the pillow and covered her face, looking remorseful. "Professor Fang must be busy. Why did I call him?"
Just like this, she made a total of four calls back and forth. Ding Ruola looked frustrated and conflicted.
She thought for a while and decided to cook a delicious dinner before Professor Fang came back to apologize to him! She must have interrupted his work!
Ding Ruola thought it would be insincere to order takeout. She had to cook it herself! So she put on a khaki windbreaker and went out to buy ingredients.
Fortunately, there was a big supermarket near the hotel, so Ding Ruola didn't have to go far.
She walked around the supermarket a few times and bought some packaged instant steaks. Finally, her eyes fell on a row of red wines. She was thinking of preparing a candlelit dinner for Professor Fang.
Just as she was about to leave, a pleasant male voice came from behind her. "My friend is having a birthday. I want to buy a bottle of red wine for her. Do you know which kind of red wine is cost - effective?"
Ding Ruola turned around blankly and saw a man who looked like an immortal.
He had a head of flowing short spiky hair, golden pupils, and a sapphire stud in his left ear that emitted a strange light.
The man was wearing a simple and elegant blue - and - white porcelain robe inside and a thin black overcoat outside.
His eyes seemed to have a magical power. Just one look could make people sink into them involuntarily.
Ding Ruola was stunned. She slapped her head to wake herself up a bit. "Are you talking to me?"
"Yes." The man's thin lips parted slightly. His expression was indifferent, and there was a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm also choosing red wine. But I heard from my friend that medium - priced wines are okay to drink. It's better not to choose the too - cheap ones because they may be blended with impurities." Ding Ruola thought for a while.
She sized up the man in front of her again. No matter how she looked at him, he didn't seem like someone short of money. So she added, "I usually drink VDT - level wines, but VDP ones are better. It depends on your personal consumption level."
"Oh? What kind of wine did you choose?" Yin Han looked at the girl in front of him and smiled. There seemed to be stars in his eyes.
"Um, I chose this one." Ding Ruola hesitated for a moment and held up the bottle of wine she had just taken a fancy to for the man to see.
Like a little white rabbit holding up the carrot in its hand, Yin Han looked at the girl in front of him, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
He stepped forward to look at the wine in the girl's hand and picked up a bottle of the same kind. "Then I'll choose this one too."
The man was so elegant, and his voice was as melodious as a song.
Ding Ruola trembled. Only then did she notice that the man's hands were slender and fair, even more beautiful than a girl's. It made women jealous.
Looking at her own hands, Ding Ruola felt a bit indignant in her heart. Then she took the wine and prepared to go to the checkout counter.
Coincidentally, the man was also going to the checkout counter and didn't seem to be going to buy anything else.
There were quite a lot of people, so Ding Ruola was stuck there.
Behind her was the man just now.
"Do you live in Qing City?" the man asked softly.
"Um, no." As soon as she said it, Ding Ruola regretted it.
She didn't know whether this man in front of her was a good guy or a bad guy.
Just one look at his eyes could make people forget everything and let down all their defenses.
"Oh." Yin Han nodded slightly. He seemed to understand something, and a hint of unclear emotion flashed in his eyes.
"You have great potential to be a human trafficker." The thought popped into her head and out of her mouth. Ding Ruola was even surprised at herself.
"What?" Yin Han hesitated for a moment. Then he realized what she meant and chuckled. "What do you think makes you worth being trafficked by me?"
Ding Ruola: "..."
What's not worth being trafficked about me?!
She was a genius in the design field and always got first place in exams! How could this man say that there was nothing about her worth being trafficked?
"Humph." Ding Ruola rolled her eyes in her heart and let out a muffled snort.
She thought it was unnecessary to argue with a human trafficker about whether she was worth being trafficked or not.
Just as she finished paying, she turned around and left.
Yin Han watched the girl's back, and his eyes darkened.
When she reached the supermarket entrance, she found that it was raining heavily. There was thunder and lightning, and she didn't bring an umbrella.
She looked at her watch, looking worried. "Oh no! I still have to go back and prepare a candlelit dinner for Professor Fang..."
"Let's go together." Yin Han came from behind. Seeing that Ding Ruola didn't have an umbrella, he invited her.
He raised his hand and pressed the key in his hand. The lights of a blue Lamborghini at the door flashed.
"No, thank you! I'm going to Shole. It's nearby. It's not far. You go first." Ding Ruola smiled and declined politely.
Lamborghini? Professor Fang also had one!
She didn't want Professor Fang to finish his work and then mobilize people to rescue her from the hands of a human trafficker!
Yin Han raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything else, gave a soft laugh, and left.
Ding Ruola stood at the supermarket entrance waiting for the rain to get a bit lighter. Then she trotted all the way back to the lobby of Shole. She still got wet.
She lowered her head to tidy up her wet clothes. When she looked up inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the familiar blue Lamborghini parked at the door...
WOC! This perverted handsome human trafficker is actually following me?
"Hey! Miss, may I ask whose car is parked at the door?" Unable to hold back her curiosity, Ding Ruola still asked.
"Oh, is the car blocking your parking space? It's our president's car. If necessary, I'll call the president's assistant right now..." The receptionist smiled politely.
"Cough, no need, no need." Ding Ruola looked complicated.
Oh no, this human trafficker is actually a president.
Ding Ruola washed the steaks she had just bought, cut them into appropriate pieces, put them on a plate, and added a few small flowers.
Busy as she was, her mind was full of Professor Fang. She had already forgotten about the man just now.
She lit the candles and looked at her achievement. Ding Ruola smiled contentedly.
The phone rang with a series of dings. Ding Ruola looked at it. It was a message from her little apprentice, which was a picture of an interior design.
Ding Ruola raised her eyebrows and looked at the picture thoughtfully.
This picture was somewhat similar to the one she had designed for ORI Company before.
[Did you design this, Junjun?]
[No, it's my uncle's new office. I thought it was nice, so I drew it. Hug.]
[Oh. What were you doing in your uncle's office?]
[Eating a free meal.]
[...What?] Ding Ruola was a bit confused.
[My parents had a fight, so I came to find my uncle. But my uncle was on a business trip. The assistant sister prepared a meal for me...]
[Oh, okay.]
Ding Ruola thought that the girl's uncle might be an employee of ORI and didn't think much more about it.