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Chapter 281 Share Transfer Letter (10)

Han Cheng felt that he was looking for abuse, so he was reluctant to let her go, and chose to endure the harm she gave her...

In his love, Yi Ren is loved, while he is sad...

Being loved and mourning, the same syllable, but different tones, lead to diametrically opposite meanings.

Han Cheng looked at the little figure on the bed, and finally walked over lightly.

For a short distance, he felt that he had walked for a long time before reaching her bedside. The woman curled up into a ball, sleeping peacefully, breathing evenly, but her brows were tightly frowned, which was a fly in the ointment.

Han Cheng slowly sat down on the side of the bed, and unconsciously stroked the center of her eyebrows with his hand, gently helping her to smooth it out, and the corners of his lips slowly raised as her gradually relaxed eyebrows.

Such a Yiren can't hurt him with words, and can't beat him with his hands. How nice it is to be quiet...

Han Cheng leaned down slightly, and kissed her lightly on her fair cheek, without touching her face, his lips still pressed against her face, quietly feeling her like this.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in his head, Han Cheng's eyes darkened, he immediately took out his mobile phone, switched to selfie mode, and took the first photo of him and her together.

She fell asleep peacefully, and he kissed her gently...

Han Cheng rubbed the photos with his fingertips, and they had the illusion that the years were quiet.

But it's just an illusion after all...

"Yi Ren, what should I do with you?" Han Cheng called out in a low voice, gently stroking her cheek with his fingertips, and the temperature on her face gradually returned to the temperature of his fingertips.

"Uh..." The Xie Yi suddenly murmured, and his eyelashes began to flutter up and down, as if he was about to wake up.

Han Cheng immediately withdrew his hand, and immediately stood up from the bed in a quick reaction, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes very quickly.

Xie Yiren reached out and rubbed her eyes, and then slowly opened them. Why did she vaguely feel that someone was calling her?Who is calling her?
Soon, the blurred eye sockets became clear, and the familiar facial features broke into her sight unexpectedly. It was Han Cheng...

The Xie Yiren woke up instantly, sat up from the bed with a whoosh, and looked at him warily: "How did you get in?"

She obviously locked the door...

Han Cheng glanced at Xie Yiren indifferently, then withdrew his eyes in time, looked elsewhere, and said, "This is my apartment, how do you think I got in?"

The Xie Yi curled his lips and didn't say anything else. He also avoided looking at him, and the atmosphere became stagnant.

"Clean up, come home with me for dinner later." Han Cheng held his phone tightly, and stated his purpose in a calm voice.

Go home for dinner?

Are you going to Han's house?
Xie Yiren actually repulsed going to the Han family, but her identity did not allow her to refuse.

Xie Yiren nodded, and said "yes" simply and indifferently.

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The Lamborghini sports car is driving slowly on the road, there is still light rain in the night sky, the whistling wind outside the car is mixed with the sound of drizzle, but there is silence inside the car, so quiet that even the breathing of each other can be heard .

Han Cheng looked forward from beginning to end, and Xie Yiren looked out of the window from beginning to end. They were obviously the two who had the closest relationship, but they seemed strange as if they had just met.

Depressed and silent all the way, finally, the Han family villa arrived.

Han Cheng and Xie Yiren got out of the car and walked side by side, but they were always an arm's length apart in a tacit understanding.

"Brother Han Cheng, you're back—"

(End of this chapter)