Zhan Haoyu smiled, feeling that he cared too much about Qiao Han. After Qiao Xuan said a few words, he was worried that he would be abandoned by Qiao Han. He felt that he had never really entered Qiao Han's heart.

"Ah Han, where are you? I came to your company and met Qiao Xuan. He said you didn't return to the company in the afternoon."

Qiao Han was still practicing walking in high heels at this moment. She thought it was very simple. Walking was indeed not difficult, but she was not used to it.

After putting on the high heels and walking for two steps, she took them off and told her mother that she would rather go barefoot than wear high heels. They were uncomfortable and not as comfortable as her leather shoes.

Mrs. Qiao said to her: "When you wear an evening dress, you must wear high heels. I have never seen the wealthy ladies in our circle wear evening dresses with leather shoes."

Therefore, she could only practice walking in high heels. She took off her high heels countless times and walked back with her shoes.

The old mother stared at her again and again, almost turning her into a wasp's nest.

Zhan Haoyu's call gave Qiao Han an excuse to stop and take a rest.

She whispered to her father, who was supervising her as she walked out as a lady, "Mom, it's Haoyu's phone number."

Mrs. Qiao hummed.

Qiao Han strode to the sofa and sat down. Her pace made Mrs. Qiao frown, and she followed her with a look of helplessness.

Qiao Han, who was used to dressing up as a man, changed into women's clothes and put on high heels. It didn't mean that she couldn't walk. It was because she couldn't follow her father's advice and walk with the graceful steps of a lady. She walked as fast as flying in high heels.

While walking, I would lean up or down twice, as if I was about to twist my heels.

Anyway, Mrs. Qiao is very dissatisfied with the way her daughter walks in high heels.

After Qiao Han sat down on the sofa, he immediately took off his high heels.

Her mother didn't even look at her condition. She bought her a pair of high heels for the first time and asked her to wear them to practice walking. Although she was asked to wear high heels when attending a banquet, it was not a pair of high heels.

Qiao Han was still dissatisfied in his heart.

But Mr. Qin said that it was easy to make things difficult, so that she could easily control the high heels under her feet at the banquet.

"Haoyu."

Qiao Han called Zhan Haoyu gently. She had never looked forward to Zhan Haoyu's call as much as she did now, and she had never called Zhan Haoyu's name in such a gentle tone.

She has a cold personality. Even if she falls in love with Zhan Haoyu, she doesn't show him much tenderness, nor does she act coquettishly like other women.

Occasionally, she would smile a little when talking to Zhan Haoyu, and Zhan Haoyu would be entertained for several days.

"I didn't go back to the company in the afternoon. I gave myself half a day off to rest in my hometown."

Qiao Han was so gentle that he called Zhan Haoyu by his first name, and when he spoke again, his tone was normal again. JrNovels.com