When Ye Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom again, she had changed into her clothes and trousers. She was wearing a suit and a pair of jeans. She was dressed like an ordinary college student. Her long hair hung in a ponytail behind her head, which made her look more delicate and pretty.

The man had already put on his bathrobe in the hotel and was lazily leaning against the sofa, smoking.

The lingering smoke blurred the man's expression, but it could not cover the man's delicate outline.

His facial features were deep and well-defined, and his eyes were long and narrow. He looked like a masterpiece made by god, perfect and flawless.

Ye Xiaoxiao was slightly absent-minded. She felt that she was lucky to meet this man when she needed the most help. Otherwise, she really didn't know where to gather money to cure her mother.

"Come here."

While he was lost in thought, the man leaning against the sofa said in a hoarse voice. He was only 25 or 26 years old, but he seemed to be a little old because of this hoarse voice.

Ye Xiaoxiao knew that the man's voice was because he smoked too much. Several times, Ye Xiaoxiao wanted to persuade the man to smoke less, but because of her identity, she did not dare to speak rashly.

It was not the first time that she had come into contact with this man. Ye Xiaoxiao was still very nervous. She pursed her lips and came to the man with her head down.

The man looked at Ye Xiaoxiao and did not speak, but the cigarette between his fingers remained in front of his lips. He sucked it one after another, and his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. No one knew whether he was surrounded by the smoke or he was thinking about something.

Ye Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and looked at the man, her fingers twisting together helplessly.

She felt that God was really too partial to her. He gave her such a good-looking face. He was obviously not a gentleman and did not pay much attention to his behavior. Every time he spoke, his voice was hoarse, but it gave people a sense of decadent beauty.

Especially those long and narrow eyes, deep and distant, were like the male lead trapped by love in an immortal drama, which always made people want to get close to him and do something for him.

"How long have we known each other?"

When Ye Xiaoxiao was thinking about something else, the man spoke again, his voice still hoarse.

Ye Xiaoxiao pursed her lips unnaturally and then said in a low voice, "Thirty-five days."

The man didn't speak again. He put the cigarette between his fingers to his lips, took another drag, and looked at Ye Xiaoxiao through the lingering smoke. His eyes were slightly blurred.

Ye Xiaoxiao felt even more uncomfortable under the man's gaze. A 20-year-old girl was not deeply involved in the world. When she was looked at by such a handsome man, she instinctively bit her lips.

When the man spat out the smoke in his mouth, he also put the cigarette butt into the ashtray. Then he picked up the gold card next to the ashtray and handed it to Ye Xiaoxiao.

"This is President Liu's business card. You can find him in the future."

Jian Jie's words pushed Ye Xiaoxiao to someone else.

Ye Xiaoxiao took the business card passively, took it between her hands, and pursed her pink lips.

There was an indescribable emotion in her heart. She looked down at the business card in her hand, and unconsciously clenched her fingers to change the shape of the business card.

The man lit another cigarette for himself and put it between his fingers. He slowly swallowed the smoke and looked at Ye Xiaoxiao without saying anything.

Ye Xiaoxiao was grateful to the man. After all, he paid for the operation for her mother. Otherwise, her mother could only wait for death.

Ye Xiaoxiao bowed slightly to the man and walked out of the suite with the business card.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Ye Xiaoxiao leave. The lingering smoke blurred his sight and his face.

Outside the suite, Ye Xiaoxiao threw the business card into the trash can in the corridor, and then strode to the elevator without any reluctance.

As for her, men were the stars that could not be reached. Although they were brilliant, they were too high to reach.

Now her mother could have an operation immediately. As for the latter treatment, she would think about it again.