Chapter 109

Ye Huanyan only felt that her body was as heavy as a piece of lead. After her skirt was soaked, her weight increased and she continued to sink. She couldn't use any swimming skills. In her panic, she had poured several mouthfuls.

There was a scream in her ear. She seemed to be pushed by someone underwater. Her toes touched the bottom of the pool. After struggling for several times, she staggered to her feet.

Swimming pool is not deep, water level only to ye Huanyan's waist, just a stand, ear ring a noisy voice.

There was laughter and discussion. She wiped her face and barely opened her eyes.

The pool was full of people, looking at her from different places, like monkeys visiting the zoo, giving out sympathetic or surprised, erotic or shy eyes.

She followed those people's eyes and lowered her head. The white gauze was clinging to her body and was soaked in water. The left and right breast stickers, which were not much bigger than her thumb, looked very obvious. For a moment, there was a roar in her head.

She covered her chest and squatted into the water. Her eyebrows and eyes drooped, biting her lips, and she did not dare to look up. However, there was constant laughter and discussion, which was engraved into her head through the corner of her eyes. It was like stepping into a minefield, and all kinds of plosives were constantly happening.

Until the ears can not hear any sound, only a buzzing roar.

"Isn't that Secretary ye?"

"How did you fall in such a big place?"

"Why did you fall in and wear this kind of dress on the edge of the pool, on purpose?"

I don't know who whistled, but the men who didn't react seemed to have liberated their nature. Then they burst into laughter. Some even threw balloons into the pool, and some even went directly into the water and swam by Ye Huanyan's side.

But no one wants to pull her.

Those ambiguous eyes, those sarcastic, those follow the trend of the face, the whole pool party atmosphere to a climax.

She squatted in the water and walked slowly towards the edge of the water. Her heavy dress made her unable to walk. She even felt that her skirt was so heavy that it seemed to fall from her chest. She had to free up a dress holding her chest.

She clenched her teeth and refused to shed tears.

But when she got to the shore, those people still looked at her. The white gauze on her body was no different from her bare body. She gritted her teeth and her eyes were red. When she looked up, she saw a familiar figure standing in the corner.

Ling Han's eyes swept from her body, as if he didn't see it. He took the wine cup from Sheng Enron's hand and said and laughed.

She turned her head and looked painfully. For a moment, she felt that if the pool was deep enough, it would be good to drown here.

"Miss..."

The hotel waiter came in a hurry, squatted on the edge of the pool, stretched out his hand to her, handed her a black suit coat in his hand, and spoke a lot of English, which she didn't understand at all.

At the moment that coat is her life-saving straw, she holds the coat, put on the body in the water, try to button every button, and then with the help of the waiter climbed up from the water.

I'm in a mess.

Standing by the pool, the broad men's suit is like a broken sack on the body, and a pair of slender legs are close to the white gauze, which is indistinct and attractive, and the sound of whistling is more and more jubilant.

She clenched the hem of her coat, held the wet corners of her skirt, gritted her teeth and glanced at the corner without any response.

The noise around seems to have nothing to do with yourself,

Whether it's a laugh or a whistle, or someone who suddenly turns on the sound, all of them are like the excitement of another parallel world, away from her.

She avoided the climax of the party and ran back to the hotel barefoot with her last strength.

As soon as I got back to my room and closed the door, tears came down.

In his eyes, he is just a woman who can play for others.

So even if it's such a mess, it's no big deal in his eyes.

In the corner of the party, Sheng Enron takes back his eyes from the direction where ye Huanyan just disappeared, jokingly says, "Secretary Ye's figure is really good, thanks to her, the party is much more lively now."

As soon as his voice fell, he raised his head to look at Shangling's cold eyes. He held his glass and stared at the male artists who took the lead in whistling. He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Her eyes slightly stagnated and her chest tightened for no reason,

Ling Han's eyes towards her were cold as never before,

"It's your man that pushed Secretary ye into the water, isn't it?"

Her face suddenly froze. She squeezed her thigh and forced herself to look puzzled. She frowned,

"... who... Who pushed Secretary ye into the water?"

Ling Leng gave a smile,

"Your means of doing things are too low. I didn't care about those people before, but the people around me, don't go too far. She is my secretary. You are going to hit me in the face when you humiliate her?"

"Han... That's not what I mean."

"Today's party is not very interesting. I'll go back first, and you can continue to play." He put down his glass, looked at her, and left. Sheng Enron's eyes were stiff, and he didn't come back for a long time. Before so many can open one eye to close one eye, why ye Huanyan not? Or is Linghan really treating ye Huanyan differently? A trace of poison flashed in her eyes, and ye Huanyan had to guard against it. Walking to the door of Ye Huanyan's room, the waiter was just waiting at the door. Seeing Ling Han arrived, he stood aside respectfully. "Mr. Ling, as you ordered, I sent Miss ye back. No one came to find her. Can I go now?" Ling Han was about to nod his head when he thought of something and looked at the closed door. "Before you leave, ask her to open the door first, and then say you have something to do with her." The waiter was slightly stunned, but did not ask. He knocked on the door as he was told. Ye Huanyan's hand is hidden in the sleeve of the suit. At this time, she is holding the doorframe across the sleeve of the suit. She is staring at the waiter at the door from the crack of the door. The tears on her face are not dry, and her voice is choking. At the moment, her poor English is even more grammatical. "I'll wash the suit and return it to you. You leave a number for me."“ Who are you going to give it back to? " At the moment when ye Huanyan closed the door, his knee touched the door. The waiter took a look at their strange posture, lowered his head abruptly, turned and left“ Before I speak well, open the door Ye Huanyan's eye appeared in the crack of the door. "General manager Ling, I'm not very comfortable now. Please let me have a rest first."“ Yes? I feel like I've just made a big show at the party. Now I want to be alone in the room and savor those men's admiration for you? " Ling Han opened the door and then closed it. His eyes sank slightly. The white skirt on the carpet was wet. The woman was lying on the ground. The black suit on her shoulder was scattered under her body. The exquisite curve was looming under a layer of white yarn. In the purity, her eyes could not avoid the sexy. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.