"Don't think too much," Han Ji said. "I'm really just curious about what kind of man you like."

Ai Zhiyin thought for a while, "It's about the same as you."

Han Ji suddenly froze and his heart was slightly bumped.

Then Ai Zhiyin added: "But it shouldn't be as promiscuous as you."

Han Ji felt that the flower that had just bloomed suddenly closed and then sank to the bottom of the valley.

"I can't describe it either," said Ai Zhiyin: "What's more, it's just like you, it's not that you have to be together."

"Is that true?" Han Ji smiled and said, "Mental cheating is considered cheating."

Ai Zhiyin frowned, "If you like it or not, you can't control it. People can only control their own behavior. As long as they maintain respect for each other, be self-regardless of ethics, and do not violate morality, knowing that family is the most important thing, it cannot be considered mental infidelity, right?"

Han Ji: "Are you explaining yourself?"

Ai Zhiyin: "What are you explaining? Do you want to give me a hat of mental infidelity? So that your physical infidelity will balance your mind?"

Han Ji: "…"

Ai Zhiyin: "If I say nothing, there is nothing. All my feelings ended before marriage. After marriage, I have never done anything that I am sorry for you, including the mental infidelity you mentioned, neither do I have it."

Han Ji: "Sorry, my problem is too sharp."

Ai Zhiyin: "No, it's good to say this. So you won't be suspicious of me because of your ugly things."

Han Ji was speechless.

Although Ai Zhiyin's words were very unpleasant, what could he do?

Originally, all this shouldn't have happened, but he let it happen.

He was the culprit, so he should have expected that he would be ridiculed by Ai Zhiyin everywhere.

Ai Zhiyin was the same. He didn't leave any opportunity for him or even said anything. Whenever he could mention his cheating, he would always take it out and talk about it. It was like chopping meat with a blunt knife, which hurts and tortures.

As long as he dares not stand it, as long as he dares to shout, Ai Zhiyin will definitely get out of the car and leave, and it is impossible for him to communicate calmly with him.

He turned the front of the car and the car went to another direction.

Ai Zhiyin saw that the direction was wrong and asked, "Don't go to the apartment?"

"Not going."

"Where will go?"

"Take you to see my world."

Ai Zhiyin stood there, not understanding what Han Ji meant at all.

Until the car drove to a health management center in the suburbs.

As soon as Han Ji's car was parked in the parking lot, a cognitive young man came out of the second floor of the moving gray building and stepped forward and said enthusiastically: "Leader, you are here."

"Yes," Han Jiying said, throwing the car key to him.

"Today is still the same as usual?" the young man asked with a flattering smile: "Are you doing maintenance alone or doing the full set?"

As he said that, his eyes were still aiming at Ai Zhiyin beside Han Ji.

Ai Zhiyin received a malicious look in the man's eyes. She deliberately stood behind Han Ji, avoiding the man's sight, and pretending to look around the scenery.

"Let's have the whole set, today there's time," Han Ji said.

"No problem, in a while, everything will be delivered to the house you often go to?"

"Send it here, get two more bottles of wine, and you'll need the two bottles that you've left here last month."

"Okay," the young man took out the walkie-talkie and said a lot of incomprehensible words in an unfamiliar dialect. Then he smiled and said to Han Ji: "Leader, the room card is ready, you can just go."

"Yes," Han Ji turned around and pulled Ai Zhiyin's hand and walked into the second floor.

In a strange environment, Ai Zhiyin was a little nervous. The only familiar one around her was Han Ji. She could only let Han Ji pull her. When she left, she glanced at the young man with her light.

He was talking on the walkie-talkie again, but she didn't understand anything else, she only understood the three words he said, "I haven't seen it before."

Her intuition told her that the three words "never seen" were commenting on her.

Looking back, Ai Zhiyin looked at the person in front of him. He was tall, long legs, wide shoulders, narrow waist, and thick paige, but he could not hide his male appearance advantages and charm.

I had a good skin bag, but in the end I only had a skin bag.

Han Ji took her through the gray two-story building, passed the back door passage, and arrived at a small villa.

When the two of them arrived, the room card had been hung on the door handle outside the villa.

"Is this an asset you purchased externally?" Ai Zhiyin looked at Han Ji and opened the door.

"Whose real estate card opens the door?" Han Ji smiled and said, "Besides, can I buy these things outside my identity?"

"The people outside seem to be familiar with you."

"Yes, a regular visitor here," said Han Ji: "The scenery here is beautiful and people are comfortable."

"Well, it's really good," Ai Zhiyin walked in along the door that Han Ji opened. She looked back at him and asked with a smile: "There should be no one inside, right?"

"Who do you think should be?" Han Ji asked deliberately.

"It's definitely not me," Ai Zhiyin also played Tai Chi with him.

Impeccable.

"It's you now," Han Ji said.

Ai Zhiyin couldn't laugh at all, "I don't want to compare with the garbage."

Han Ji's face froze.

If Ai Zhiyin said, it would be impossible for her to gain the upper hand from the fact that he made a big mistake.

Her meanness was easy, and he endured it either.

Ai Zhiyin leaned into her eyes and looked in. It was quite clean and tidy. She turned her head and asked, "Is it done disinfection?"

Another thorn pierced into his heart.

"Yes," Han Ji walked in without changing his shoes, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

Ai Zhiyin looked at it and frowned slightly.

This is an act that cannot be done in the Han family.

Ai Zhiyin bent down, flipped through the cabinet at the door, found the slippers, she carefully changed it and placed her shoes.

Before leaving, she took another pair of slippers and walked into the house.

After looking around, she found Han Ji in the kitchen.

"I'll put my shoes in the living room, remember to change them when you come out," Before Han Ji could respond, Ai Zhiyin walked to the living room and placed her slippers in front of the single sofa.

She took off her coat, picked up the coat that Han Ji threw on the sofa, looked around, and found a place to hang clothes at the door. She walked to hang the coats of the two of them.

After hanging up, Han Ji turned around and was already standing behind her with his shoes.

Ai Zhiyin was shocked.

"What's wrong?" she asked with her head raised.

"All here, are you still so calm?"

"Otherwise?" Ai Zhiyin said: "I'm not familiar with this place either. If you sell me, I don't know where I am."

"I won't sell you."

"Then I should thank you?" Ai Zhiyin asked with a smile.

Han Ji didn't say anything, put down his shoes, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Ai Zhiyin looked down at the shoes he had just put down, a pair of men's leather shoes, leaning side by side with her shoes, neatly placed.

What I put here before was the shoes of other women.
Chapter completed!