Li Hanzhou keenly sensed that Qiao Yun seemed to be upset.
He reached out to hold her small hand, his voice deep and magnetic, "Although I'm not close with Professor Han, based on my limited understanding of her, she wouldn't submit to anyone—except you, of course."
Qiao Yun's furrowed little brows relaxed slightly, as she nodded in agreement with her dainty chin, "She's very fierce."
"And you're still worried?"
Li Hanzhou analyzed for Qiao Yun, "If the engagement ceremony truly proceeds as planned, it can only mean she's preparing for something big."
He didn't think someone from the Tianqi Research Institute could be easily manipulated.
Especially not a woman like Han Wang, who has very strong opinions.
Qiao Yun thought of Han Wang's temperament, her expression turning slightly solemn.
She had a premonition that someone was bound to suffer.
"If you're really uneasy, you can always talk to her directly."
