Don't come here, the milk dog who wears books

Chapter 890 Encouragement 1
At this time, in a luxuriously decorated room of the Han family,
Han Xuefei sat on the huge bed in silk pajamas, staring at the ceiling above her head in a daze.

There seem to be many things in my mind that I need to think about, but my brain seems to be blank, but I can't think of anything.

A knock on the door:

"Miss Han? Do you want to come down and have some lunch?"

Only then did Han Xuefei look away from the ceiling, cleared her throat and said to the door: "No need."

"But, Miss Han, you haven't eaten for a long time..."

A servant outside the door seemed to be hesitant and wanted to persuade Han Xuefei further, but was interrupted by another slow female voice:

"Pull it if she doesn't eat, don't worry about her. If the meal is ready, just serve it."

"I don't know if the last summer camp has soaked her brain. Oh, a wild girl is a wild girl, and now she doesn't even have the most basic education."

The servant heard what his wife said, so he had no choice but to say 'yes', and stopped knocking on Han Xuefei's door, and soon calm was restored outside the door.

Han Xuefei sneered, the wife of the Han family still can't understand herself after all these years.

If he thought about the usual, Han Xuefei would try his best to lower his attitude at this time, to please Mrs. Han, and pretend to be a so-called 'good girl'.

In this way, his position in the family can be consolidated.

But at this time, Han Xuefei didn't have the motivation to do this at all, and even felt a little bored with Mrs. Han.

After so many years, isn't Mrs. Han still dissatisfied with herself?Don't you still discuss with Father Han in private, don't you plan to let yourself inherit the Han family?

If that's the case, don't the actions I've made all these years look very funny at this time?What is the purpose of my disguise for so many years?

The so-called fame and fortune, the so-called money, the so-called sense of superiority, are they really what I want to pursue?If you get these, are you really happy?
Han Xuefei laid herself flat on the bed, closed her eyes, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

After a long time, Han Xuefei sat up from the bed suddenly, as if thinking of something, took the mobile phone next to her, and found a familiar number.

Looking at the name of the person he noted above, Han Xuefei paused his hand, as if he was hesitating in his heart whether to call him or not.

Han Xuefei's thin white fingers were sliding on the dial-out key, trying to press it, but moved away quickly, and after thinking about it, she slid to the dial-out key with some hesitation.

Han Xuefei didn't know why he really wanted to hear this person's voice now, really, really wanted.

In the end, Han Xuefei took a deep breath, complied with her own wishes, and dialed that number anyway.

Listening to the notification tone on the phone, Han Xuefei didn't even realize that there was a thin layer of sweat on her hands, as if she was nervous about something.

The phone rang for about 20 seconds, and it seemed that the person on the other end was hesitating whether to answer it or not.

Finally, with a sound of 'di——', the phone was picked up, and a male voice that Han Xuefei hadn't heard for a long time came from the other end of the phone:

"Hey--"

(End of this chapter)