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Chapter 922 Already Has a Locked Target
Suddenly, Song Yinyin realized in her mind: Lu Jinhan's sending flowers to her could be regarded as comforting her afterwards.

Thinking about it this way, her original idea of ​​being arrogant in front of him was dispelled.

At this time, Lu Jinhan got off the car, looked at her and said, "Do you like it?"

"Well, it's fine."

"Okay?" Lu Jinhan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Obviously very dissatisfied with her answer.

"That's it? I've been worrying all day today. If there weren't too many things piled up in the company, I would definitely rush back to make you happy, my wife."

Lu Jinhan put his arms around her slender waist and sighed lightly, a little coquettishly.

When Song Yinyin saw a large bouquet full of fragrant lilies, the little bit of resentment left in her heart disappeared.

"Well, I admit, this bouquet is very beautiful, I like it very much."

"Then are you still angry about what happened during the day?" Lu Jinhan held her face in his hands and carefully studied the expression on her face.

Song Yinyin rolled her eyes: "That depends on your performance."

Although she didn't say it clearly, the meaning was obvious, that she was not angry with him anymore.

In fact, after she ran out like that during the day, his heart kept hanging in his throat, for fear that she, a pregnant woman, would suddenly get angry and do something stupid.

Fortunately, Shen Kang followed, and Song Yinyin did not drive Shen Kang away, so he was slightly relieved.

Later, she went shopping all the way, and he also knew about it.

He let her go, as long as she can calm down, it's fine.

Thinking of this, a smile finally appeared on Lu Jinhan's face.

"Come on, go upstairs."

The two walked upstairs hand in hand.

After walking a few steps, Song Yinyin suddenly remembered something, held Lu Jinhan's big palm, and stood still.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Only in front of her, his voice was so deep and gentle, like the melodious bass of a cello.

Song Yinyin looked down at the deep palm prints on his palm, and said word for word:

"Actually, I should apologize to you. You are right. I was indeed very emotional today, and I got into the horns. I admit that I don't like Chi Wen. I know it's wrong, but I just can't control myself ...I will try my best to control my emotions in the future."

After a slight pause, she raised her head to look at Lu Jinhan, and quietly said: "Tell me, is this causing trouble for your possessive desire?"

He smiled lowly, rubbed her face, pecked her lips lightly, and said:
"Love is inherently selfish. On the contrary, I am possessive just like you. Two people in love interact with each other. Because of deep love, I hope that I am the only true love of the other party."

"Then...do you still trust me? Do you suspect that I stole the bidding proposal?"

This is the question that Song Yinyin is most concerned about.

Lu Jinhan shook his head and said, "Yinyin, I never doubted you."

With his words, Song Yinyin felt much better.

She sniffed, then raised her head and asked, "Then what do you do now? Can you find out the ghost who stole the bidding plan? Or maybe, do you have a target?"

"Yes, yes, no matter..."

"But what?"

Song Yinyin asked impatiently.

"Forget it, I have my own way, you don't have to worry about it." Lu Jinhan clasped Song Yinyin's wrist with his backhand, held it in the palm of his hand, and pressed a soft kiss on the back of his hand with his thin lips.

(End of this chapter)