Sure enough, they are a bunch of bored paparazzi who enjoy poaching people's privacy.
It's not suitable for her to stand up and say anything now. If she did, she would definitely be written off by reporters who actually only follow their own ideas.
The more Han Yi listened, the worse his face became. His charming and handsome face gradually outlined a charming arc.
The setting sun shone on the left half of his face, reflecting the soft outline of his face.
"Now, you can get out."
As soon as he finished speaking, his current aura was suppressed to a very low level.
His voice is not loud, but it has considerable intimidating power.
There was silence, and the birds could be heard falling to the ground.
"Tch, you're just trying to be cool again, why don't you just say no earlier?"
It was already after get off work time, and people inside Han's were in a hurry.
As soon as Han Yi entered the president's office, he said to Ye Zhiding: "You can rest here now and we will go back together after I finish handling the matter."
"When can you finish it?" she asked indirectly, seemingly casually.
She just wants to find a house now. If she goes to Han's house with this man later, what kind of house will she find?
Liberty has said goodbye to her, and it would be strange if she agreed.
"Looking at some information, soon." Han Yi suddenly thought of something and approached ambiguously, his tall body directly pressing Ye Zhiding onto the leather sofa beside him.
"Are you concerned about me?"
Ye Zhiding thought for a moment and knew what the problem was.
When will this sentence be solved? It doesn't sound like much at first, but it is a little ambiguous. "Yes," the dialogue between lovers, especially after Han Yi's move, the atmosphere is deep and warm.
"You're thinking too much, I'm just asking."
As expected, this guy is full of pornography, "Master Han, my serious words can be distorted by you, you are so tall."
She put on a bright smile and looked at the man on her body.
"Oh? What did I misinterpret?" Han Yi said with a smile. "I didn't think about anything. What did I think about..."
Ye Zhiding: "..."
Before feelings are expressed, anything that moves in the mind is YY and cannot be taken seriously.
Master Han didn't say anything or think about anything. In the end, it was Ye Zhiding who thought too much.
"Tell me, what were you thinking just now?" Han Yi's breath sprayed on her face.
It has a nice cologne scent and its own masculine scent.
Ye Zhiding's head was a little dizzy, "I didn't think about anything, just like you."
"Oh, I'm thinking now that I miss you. Do you miss me too?" Han Yi continued to smile, as calm as a fox.
"..." Ye Zhiding was stunned. Is this tempting her to say that she wants him now?
By the time Han Yi finished handling all the matters, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
He pushed open the partition in the lounge and found Ye Zhiding lying on the sofa, sleeping comfortably.
It's just that the whole body is curled up together, which is really unsightly.
Probably because he was really tired, a touch of tenderness flashed in Han Yi's eyes.
He walked gently to the woman's side, lowered his head, and could see her sleepy eyes.
Quiet, like a pure angel.
"Ye Zi, get up, we're going home." He murmured softly, without deliberately waking the woman up immediately.
Ye Zhiding's inherent killer habit was that she would not turn off all spiritual consciousness when sleeping and resting, so she knew it when Han Yi opened the door.
"Master Han, if you look at me like this, you will scare me to death."