Chapter 72: The Sorrow of Meeting

The discreet white Mercedes rolled into Jinghai and came to a slow stop in the parking lot.

Of course, the unique and complex scent was also a reason.

If it weren't for her promise to Zhuang Jing today, and the fact that He Qingyan had actually bought emergency contraception, she might have canceled today's plans and focused on mixing perfume.

She got out of the car, her bag slung over her right shoulder and a basket containing perfume in her left hand, and gracefully made her way to the office building.

From a distance, the security guard on duty today watched her retreating figure with a mix of respect, fear, and admiration.

She entered the office building.

"Morning~" she greeted the reception with a smile.

"Professor Yan, good morning!" the apple-faced nurse hurriedly stood up.

"I'm heading up, no need to sign in, right?"

"No need, no need!"

Yan Hanxiang smiled as she went upstairs.

The apple-faced nurse peered out, taken aback by her temperament and figure.