Blair didn’t think much, but asked casually, “Is it a missed flight, or traffic jam?”
“It’s not possible to miss a flight. She will call me if there is a traffic jam.” As far as business matters, Wen Yi’s view of time is extremely strong.
Nolan closed his notebook, picked up his mobile phone and stood up, walking towards the woman on the sofa, and said, “Come on, I’ll accompany you to dinner, you should be hungry.”
Blair held the big palm that the man reached in front of him, rubbed her cheeks together, then raised her head and suggested, “I’m fine, it doesn’t matter if you wait, or she will arrive later… please come with us Eating? It’s like catching the wind and washing the dust.”
“No,” Nolan pulled her up from the sofa. I don’t know if it was too hard or she deliberately, Blair plunged into the man’s arms and wrapped his arms around his waist.
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