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Chapter 292 You Are The Most Suitable Candidate (8)

The Xie Yiren glanced at Han Cheng very quickly, seeing that he was still sitting on the bed indifferently, pursed his lips, and then walked towards the gate.

Opening the door, a young man in maid uniform appeared in front of her.

"Young Mistress, Madam told you and the Young Master to go downstairs to have breakfast."

lady?Xia Meiying...

Hearing this, Xie Yiren's hand touched her face involuntarily, and the pain had obviously dissipated, but at this moment she felt the pain condensed instantly, and her cheeks were burning with pain.

"Li Hao, bring breakfast directly to my room."

When the man's clear voice came, Xie Yiren's eyes froze, and he turned his head to look at Han Cheng in surprise, his fingers were still sticking stiffly to his face, why did he do this?
Han Cheng looked away erratically, and didn't meet Xie Yiren's eyes, but the corner of his eyes still drifted uncontrollably towards her. She covered her face and looked at him blankly, and on that half of her cheek was the mother's face. slap...

After what happened last night, I'm afraid Mom hates the Xie Yi people even more...

"Okay, young master." Li Hao replied respectfully, then gently closed the door and left.

When the sound of closing the door sounded, Xie Yi calmed down, looked away from Han Cheng's face, and stood there at a loss again. Now let her stay in the same space with Han Cheng, every minute and every second It was always long and terrifying, he didn't want to let her go, and she didn't know how to face him?

Han Cheng sat on the bed, the corner of his eyes rested on Xie Yiren who was standing motionless at the door, and there was an indescribable pain rolling inside.

The state between them is to confront each other as soon as they open their mouths, and return all the vicious words to each other. If they don't speak, they will be like this now, speechless like deathly silence...

Han Cheng lowered his eyes, forced himself to look away, then lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, picked up his clothes, put them on, and strode towards the bathroom.

The sound of running water in the bathroom came, Xie Yiren let out a long breath, and the suffocation-like depression was relieved. She couldn't go on like this with Han Cheng, but where would she go to get 1000 million and return it to him...

"Knock, knock, knock—" there was a knock on the door.

Xie Yi restrained his thoughts and opened the door again, but this time it was Xia Meiying who came.

"Xie Yi, you really think of yourself as a young mistress, what time is it, you..."

Seeing the kiss marks on Xie Yiren's neck, Xia Meiying stopped cursing immediately, and quickly glanced into the bedroom. After all, she was someone who came here, and she could understand what happened on the messy big bed at a glance.

Xie Yiren knew that Xia Meiying came up in person to scold her, but she didn't expect to shut up after scolding halfway...

"Xie Yi, do you think this scene looks familiar?"

Xie Yiren was taken aback, completely unable to understand the meaning of Xia Meiying's words, so he asked back in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Xia Meiying laughed abruptly, stretched out her hand and tugged at the collar of Xie Yiren's jacket, Xie Yiren was startled, quickly grabbed the collar, and glared at her angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered that the second day we met, I went to Emgrand with Nanshan and your father, and the moment I opened the door, I saw the messy big bed - on it, you and Xiaocheng were disheveled... ..." Xia Meiying said with a smile, looking straight at the big-bed in the bedroom.

Emgrand...

Xie Yi followed her gaze and looked towards the big-bed. In a trance, she seemed to see herself at that time...

(End of this chapter)