Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
â ... â he lanjin silently crossed her arms and fell on the Sofa. She lifted her long legs and tilted her head to look out of the French window. Pointing, she said, âto be honest, are you spying on my beauty? â
âSo what if Iâm handsome? Iâm not tempted, â He Lanjin said, burying her face in the pillow.
She could vaguely smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body in the air. For the first time, she felt that the smell of a man was quite nice.
He lanjin got up and changed into casual home clothes. She opened her notebook and tapped rapidly with her fingers. She fell into silence. Her almond-shaped eyes became sharp, and she was completely different from her usual self.
Half an hour later, she found out Lu Zifanâs whereabouts in the past half a year. She was surprised to find that he went to the neighboring city twice a month, and this month was a little more frequent.
Just now, Qiao Hanye went out with the medicine box.
âMaster. â Han Beicheng stood there in a daze, as if he had been struck by lightning. He was awakened by Qiao Hanyeâs figure. He turned his head away awkwardly, and his ears turned red, as if he was going to run away.
Qiao Hanye looked at his expression and asked in a low voice, âare you sick? â
âOh? Ah? No. â Han Beicheng was inexplicably asked by him. He hurriedly touched his face, and Qiao Hanye said, âcome in. â
Han Beicheng did not dare to be negligent. He raised his feet and followed him into the study.
The two of them had a secret conversation in the study for two hours. Han Beicheng kept his notes and looked at the time. He said, âmaster, what happened? You suddenly left during a meeting, causing some people to be dissatisfied. â
Han Beicheng was also very puzzled. Qiao Hanye had always been calm in doing things. However, a few hours ago, he was in an emergency meeting and suddenly received a message. He got up and walked out, leaving behind an entire meeting roomâs higher-ups.
âsince they are dissatisfied, ask them to hand in their resignations, â said Qiao Hanye.
Han Beicheng listened and silently noted it down, saying, âyes. â
âMaster, do you think there is something fishy about the car accident at the Highway Junction today? â Han Beicheng was silent for a moment, but he still asked.
Qiao Hanye unbuttoned his shirt sleeves and gently rolled them up, not saying a word.
âwhere did Nan Feng go? â Qiao Hanyeâs voice was slightly cold, ready to settle the score.
He had transferred Nan Feng to he lanjinâs side, not to let him watch her get into an accident. If he had not arrived just now, she would have been knocked flying.
Sensing the coldness from Qiao Hanyeâs body, Han Beicheng quickly said, âhe had something to do at the last minute and went back to the Qiao family. I did not report to you in time. I really deserve to die. â
âWent Back? Did you say what happened? âWhennQiaooHanyee heard thatNannFengg had returned to theQiaoo family, his hand that was rolling up his sleeves paused for two seconds and looked up atHannBeichengg.
Han Beicheng shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
âGo down, â Qiao Hanye said. He got up and walked to the bar counter. He took out a bottle of rare red wine and opened it. He poured a glass and shook it.
Han Beicheng left. When he closed the door, he saw he lanjin. She seemed to be in a good mood.
âMiss He. â Han Beicheng quickly went forward and greeted her.
Seeing Han Beicheng, he lanjin went downstairs and waved at him. âCan you help me? Help me move my things to my room? â
Looking at the few boxes of things, Han Beicheng was puzzled, but he still went downstairs and carried them to her room.
âMr. Han, youâre too kind. You didnât drink the soup this morning, right? Wait here. Iâll make some tonic soup for you in the afternoon, â He Lanjin said. She opened the box and looked at the medicinal herbs Shen Biqiong prepared for her. They were all precious.
Hearing that she was making soup, Han Beicheng was so scared that his face turned green. He quickly said, âMiss He, donât, donât! Youâre too polite. â