Saying this, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom. She had always thought that keeping the handkerchief was meant to remind herself not to forget her hatred for Bai Qianye; but today in such a rush, she only managed to take away one single handkerchief.,Sitting in the car as another round of thunderstorm started outside, lightning flashed across the sky followed by a loud clap of thunder. Qi Lin instinctively clenched her hands, her thoughts returning to that night.,The smile remained on his handsome face. His neat short hair and long fingers holding a highball glass made him look like an elegant guest rather than someone there to negotiate business, just taking a break after feeling tired.。