After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

"How...how could it be possible!"

There was a slight tremor in Zhou Ling's voice.

If Zhao Bi is allergic to pollen, then she can't give this flower. But she's going to the cocktail party soon, and it's definitely too late to prepare now...

No, that's not right!

If Zhao Bi is allergic to pollen, then Lin Yuanjiang's statement that he gave her roses because she liked them and was trying to please her is a lie?

But if a man buys roses for an unfamiliar woman, it is not to please investors, then...

Zhou Ling's legs suddenly went weak and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Han Li was quick to catch her.

"Are you ok?"

"I..." She was not feeling well at all! However, it had come to this point, she couldn't just say she wouldn't go.

And...what if Han Li got the information wrong? Yes, she should go to the scene to take a look.

"Xiao Li, could it be that you made a mistake?"

"Hmm?" Han Li raised his eyebrows and believed what Jiang Baige said: No matter what others say, as long as Zhou Ling is willing to believe Lin Yuanjiang, no one can help her.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

Zhou Ling didn't know that Han Li was also there when Jiang Baige recorded the video, so she chose the most appropriate reason: "Because I don't have anything else prepared. If I can't bring this..."

Han Li burst out laughing: "Boss Zhao, what haven't you seen? This is just an ordinary cocktail party. You are accompanying me. I have prepared the gifts. You don't have to worry too much."

Seeing Zhou Ling still hesitant, Han Li glanced at his watch and said, "If you insist on taking these flowers, I won't stop you, but you have to know that if Mr. Zhao goes to the hospital today because of pollen allergy, we will be in big trouble."

These words really worked. Zhou Ling gritted her teeth and asked the people in the florist shop to put the flowers away first. She also sent a message to Wen Mian, saying that it was inconvenient for her to carry such a large bouquet of flowers, and asked her to come and take the flowers back to the dormitory when she was free.

When she arrived at the cocktail party, Zhou Ling touched her chest and felt relieved: there was not a single bouquet of fresh flowers in the venue, only fake flowers for decoration.

She looked at Han Li with gratitude, but became more suspicious of Lin Yuanjiang in her heart.

So she was absent-minded throughout the party and didn't even have the appetite to eat the delicious-looking cold dishes.

Han Li was afraid that she would faint from hunger, so he gave her a glass of orange juice to replenish her sugar intake.

Just then, Zhao Bi saw Han Li and walked towards them with a smile.

But just as she was about to praise Han Li's spirit and energy, a sneeze came out first.

Fortunately, the venue was noisy and not many people noticed.

The secretary beside him quickly handed over a tissue, pulled Zhao Bi behind him, took out a small bottle of unknown substance from his arms, and sprayed it around in the air.

Han Li and Zhou Ling, who had already prepared smiles, were both startled and subconsciously wanted to step forward, but were stopped by the secretary.

"Sorry." The other party said softly, took out the spray bottle again, and sprayed some colorless and odorless liquid on the two of them.

After finishing the work, he looked around the two of them carefully.

Fortunately, the other party was also a woman, so a lot of inconvenience and embarrassment were avoided.

"What's happening here?"

Zhou Ling pulled Han Li's arm and asked in a low voice.

Before Han Li spoke, the secretary, who was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, had a serious expression and was agile, spoke first: "It seems that there is a small amount of pollen on your bodies."

Zhou Ling covered her mouth and immediately thought that this might have been picked up when she was in the flower shop before!

Fortunately, she listened to Han Li and did not bring such a large bouquet of flowers, otherwise...

At this time, Zhao Bi gently patted the secretary who was standing in front of her, walked forward and said with a smile: "It's okay, my allergy is too serious, it's not your fault."

By now, even though Zhou Ling is almost wooden, he understands everything.

Zhao Bi would not lie, there was nothing wrong with Han Li’s information - the problem was Lin Yuanjiang’s explanation.

"What's wrong with this classmate?" Zhao Bi looked at the pale Zhou Ling and asked with concern, "Did Aji scare you just now?"

Aji is the secretary's name.

Her full name is Ji Ci. She is not only Zhao Bi’s secretary, but also her personal bodyguard and a good friend who grew up with her.

In the Zhao family, where one wrong step could lead to falling into an abyss, she is the only person Zhao Bi can trust unconditionally.

Naturally, Ji Ci was also extremely vigilant about Zhao Bi's safety.

“No, no…” Zhou Ling waved her hands hastily, “I’m…I…I’m really sorry for what happened just now. I didn’t know that you were allergic to pollen, Miss Zhao.”

Zhou Ling was in a panic.

Although Zhao Bi was always smiling and friendly, the intimidation she exuded made Zhou Ling completely forget that she was her "potential rival in love."

At this time, Han Li added: "Ah, Mr. Zhao. Come to think of it, I, your classmate, have some connection with you."

"Oh?" Zhao Bi became interested.

"That Lin Yuanjiang... do you still remember him?"

After Han Li finished speaking, Zhao Bi couldn't help laughing - how could she not remember that bouquet of red roses he brought to her uninvited really hurt her.

"That person is Lingling's boyfriend."

Zhao Bi was even more surprised.

She looked at Zhou Ling carefully: the girl was very young. Since she was a classmate of Han Li, she was only about twenty years old. Her face was full of innocence and ignorance of the world. How could she... Oh no, it should be said, no wonder she was deceived by someone like Lin Yuanjiang.

Zhou Ling felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. After a quick glance, Zhao Bi withdrew her gaze and said only one sentence: "What a pity."

After saying that, he turned around and went to greet other customers.

Han Li watched Zhao Bi leave, turned around and pulled Zhou Ling, only to find that she was cold from fingers to arms, so he quickly took off his coat and put it on her.

Zhou Ling finally came back to his senses from his stiffness: "Sorry, I..."

"Don't say that. You are Bai Ge's friend, so of course you are Han Li's friend."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead - the venue had floor heating and air conditioning, she had been feeling hot for a long time, and now that she had taken off her coat, she felt just right.

On the other hand, Zhou Ling seemed to be extremely shocked.

Han Li thought for a moment and asked her, "Anyway, we've just met Mr. Zhao. If you're not feeling well, should we go back first?"

Zhou Ling nodded. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't remember when she was pulled out by Han Li or when she got into the taxi.

It was not until the taxi stopped outside the school gate and Han Li was about to ride his bicycle to take her back to the dormitory that Zhou Ling suddenly held down Han Li's hand that was about to unlock the door: "I don't want to go back."

"Why?" Han Li was puzzled. "It's so cold outside. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Zhou Ling smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I don't dare to face the people in the dormitory. You don't know. In fact, they warned me before that Lin Yuanjiang was pursuing someone else behind my back. Bai Ge even took a video, but I didn't believe her, but believed Lin Yuanjiang's bullshit."

No, Han Li thought, I know.

But she could only pretend not to know: "If you don't go back to the dormitory, where do you want to go?"