Reborn Abilities Little Landlord

Chapter 135 This is called revenge (4)
Han Yi was still wearing a white shirt, which was clean and bright. With the clean smile on his face, it made people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Dressed inexplicably, I really like his smile, which is as clean as a piece of white paper, shining a light that makes her happy no matter what.

"Is there something going on this time?" Cheng Zihan put his hands behind his head, turned his face to look at Han Yi, and asked softly.

Han Yi also lay down, put his hands behind his head, looked at the cloudy sky, and his voice came over a little erratically, "No, my uncle went back and mentioned your matter, and by the way, tell your father that you love Qin Father is very interested in you about what Hongwei did, so he asked me to go back and ask about your situation."

When Han Yi spoke, his eyes were looking at the sky, not at Cheng Zihan.

Inexplicably, Cheng Zihan felt that his voice was a little erratic, and his person also became a little erratic.

This feeling really makes people feel terrible.

Cheng Zihan's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, but he tried his best not to think about those things that made people feel bad.

Han Yi must have been criticized when he went back, and he probably had something to do with him.

But Cheng Zihan understood that it was impossible for Han Yi to tell him anything. He was always such a gentle man, no matter what happened, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it by himself. How could he tell her?

"What did you say bad about me?" Cheng Zihan looked at Han Yi pretending to be relaxed, trying to make his tone sound lighter.

Han Yi is such a sensitive person, but he still heard the problem from Cheng Zihan's slight strangeness. He turned his head and looked at Cheng Zihan, with the same gentle smile on his face, but there was obviously a little more in it. Bitterly, "Tell me how you eviled Qin Hongwei and blackmailed him a fortune."

Cheng Zihan laughed dryly twice, but felt that he was laughing too much, so he stopped again and looked at the sky silently.

She couldn't hear what Han Yi was thinking at this moment, but from his expression, she knew that those old men of the Han family must have made things difficult for him, and probably simply refused him to associate with her.

That's right, how could such an arrogant and noble person mix with a nouveau riche like her?

Cheng Zihan laughed at himself.

Seeing Cheng Zihan's expression, Han Yi probably guessed what she was thinking, and quickly explained: "Zihan, don't think about it, it's not because of my family, it's because I'm leaving. My grandfather gave me I contacted a doctor in the United States and asked me to go there for a heart transplant, and it may take a long time before I come back, or it may not come back.”

"Bah! Why can't you come back? You will definitely come back! Don't be crow-mouthed!" Cheng Zihan gave a savage mouthful, glared at Han Yi, and cursed.

Han Yi smiled and stopped talking.

The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, Cheng Zihan felt panicked, looked at Han Yi, sighed and sighed, and finally went to hug Han Yi, "Han Yi, no matter what, you must come back."

Han Yi nodded, his eyes were a little moist.

Han Yi's itinerary was set in three days, and he came back to Wangcheng just to say goodbye to Cheng Zihan.

Although the two of them didn't get along for a long time, Cheng Zihan felt that he had known him in a previous life.

In the last three days, the two of them were very peaceful, and they were busy working in the plantation every day. Han Yi left three notebooks for Cheng Zihan, which were full of his living habits of some common flowers and plants. The records, each page is illustrated, and specimens are attached.

This notebook is very useful, at least for Cheng Zihan, it can help her a lot.

Cheng Zihan hadn't gotten up when Han Yi left, and when she got up to see Han Yi off, Han Yi had already left, leaving only a note at the door with two strong words: goodbye.

There is no signature.

Holding the piece of paper, Cheng Zihan cried inexplicably.

She ran along the small road in the village for a long, long time, but she didn't see Han Yi's car. He probably left secretly in the early morning, just because she was afraid of seeing Cheng Zihan when she left tears.

After Han Yi left, Cheng Zihan didn't have much energy for two or three days, and he was in a trance. Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night and saw Han Yi sitting on the bedside, but rubbing his eyes, he disappeared.

Cheng Zihan knew that her love for Han Yi was definitely not love, but Han Yi seemed to be the bone in her body. The kind feeling of being close relatives made her feel that she couldn't let go.

The situation of the plantation has gradually recovered. Cheng Zihan made a very detailed account, recording the quantity of each plant in the plantation.

A lot of trees had been dug away at Laoya Mountain. In order not to damage the vegetation there, Cheng Zihan arranged for people to replant some saplings.

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Qin Kexiu finally appeared in front of Cheng Zihan's eyes. His physical appearance did not reveal that he was a soul at all.

"You, can you come out?" Cheng Zihan looked at Qin Kexiu in shock.

"Well, but if you meet someone with profound morality, you will know my identity at a glance. I can only help you here. As long as I don't get a body for a day, I can't really be by your side." Qin Kexiu smiled at Cheng Zihan.

Cheng Zihan stretched out his hand to touch Qin Kexiu, and he was able to touch him, but his hand was cold, without any warmth, which made Cheng Zihan feel as if he was touching a piece of ice.

"What did you do? Why can you appear in front of others?" Cheng Zihan was a little puzzled.

Qin Kexiu shook his head, "I can't tell you."

Cheng Zihan pursed his lips, snorted, and made a face at Qin Kexiu, "If you don't say it, don't say it, pull it down. Since you can come out now, go to work for me! You can do whatever you want I made an errand, but it turned out that I was busy with my own work recently, and you couldn't see anyone every day." Cheng Zihan said, throwing the account book in his hand into Qin Kexiu's arms.

Qin Kexiu took it over, sweating all over his head, and when he saw the so-called accounts made by Cheng Zihan clearly, the cold sweat on his forehead became even more intense.

He caught up with Cheng Zihan, "Cheng Zihan, I want to ask, what major did you study at the beginning?"

"Me? I studied international trade back then." Cheng Zihan gave Qin Kexiu a puzzled look before saying.

The corner of Qin Kexiu's mouth twitched fiercely, "Then you..."

Cheng Zihan glanced at the account book he handed over, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled, "I used a computer to make the forms back then, but now it's a bit crippled to write by hand, you'll just have to wait and see, if you look If you are not used to it, you can rearrange it and make a new form, I still have something to do, so let's go first..."

(End of this chapter)