"It's me, the one you brought home." Shi Han mocked himself, staring closely at the girl's expression as he spoke.
She has a pretty face and a pair of clear eyes. When she smiles, she will be so charming. However, he has only seen her smile at her brother. Currently, her face is shocked and serious, and she has no sympathy at all.
What he means by laughing.
She is very defensive.
"Oh, it's you. You're in good health." Jiang Xiaoqu nodded slightly, without saying anything more this time. He let go of the trash can and let the thin man carry it, "Thank you, just throw the trash over there."
Already."
Jiang Xiaoqu pointed to the pile of garbage in front and said calmly.
oh?
Shi Han's eyebrows raised, and he quickly glanced at the girl. This was the first time that he was ordered to do work, and he was ordered to do so lightly by a woman.
Qianye Shihan walked forward with the trash can, and Jiang Xiaoqu followed him silently. Shihan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
There was an inexplicable coldness all over his body, his cold temperament, coupled with the cold aura that came from his body, it was indeed intimidating.
However, she is not afraid.
Why she wasn't afraid, she didn't know.
"Why should I be afraid of you?"
When Jiang Xiaoqu said this, he didn't smile at all.
Shi Han sighed slightly. Why is she a two-faced person? When facing her well-behaved brother, she is like warm sunshine, bathing the boy with her bright smile all the time. But when facing him...
She is really stingy.
Shi Han turned back and stared into her eyes and said, "Because I am a dangerous man."
Jiang Xiaoqu smiled this time, but it was a sarcastic smile, "Are you here just to warn me that you are a dangerous man and to make me stay away from you?"
Shi Han was stunned. His whole body froze when he saw the other person's faint smile. He said blankly, "Uh, of course not."
"Then, after you help me throw away the trash, you can leave. Thank you for helping me throw away the trash." Jiang Xiaoqu said, pointing to the place in front of him where the trash was thrown.
Shi Han was stunned by her and threw away the garbage.
Jiang Xiaoqu quickly snatched the trash can, turned around and walked back towards the attic.
"Hey, you..." She was so cold. This was the first time that Qianye Shihan was ignored and left alone by a woman. Moreover, he showed such a good look for the first time in a thousand years, but they didn't appreciate it. You know, most of them
At that time, he, the young master of the Chiba family, faced everyone with his neck held high, not knowing what a smile meant.
"You!" Shi Han was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly ran over with great elasticity, grabbed the big trash can from the little woman's hand, and followed her without any explanation.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiaoqu looked at the cold man confused with the night in surprise, and saw a satisfied smile on the corners of his beautiful lips.
"Give me the trash can."
Jiang Xiaoqu stretched out his hand to Shi Han.
Qianye Shihan glanced at the stubborn girl's frown and chuckled, like a moment of ice and snow, "Didn't I say that I'll get the trash can for you?"
Her little hands are so small, like those of a baby, with thin and tender lines, and small hand sockets, like baby fat. They really don't look like hands that work every day.
So, for some reason, Shi Han held her hand naturally. The moment his hands completely touched, Qianye Shihan understood what myocardial ischemia was.
"Pa!" Unfortunately, Jiang Xiaoqu was not in a happy mood. She suddenly shook off Shi Han's hand, her face turned slightly pale. As Shi Han looked at her in surprise, Jiang Xiaoqu grabbed the trash can and kicked it hard.
She quickly ran towards the attic. When she reached the attic, she stopped, looked back at Shi Han, who was still standing there, and said word by word, "I saved you, it was just a subconscious act. If I knew you were a very casual person,
You deceiver, I will not save you! Good night, I hope we will never meet again!"
"What?" Qianye Shihan couldn't digest Jiang Xiaoqu's words for a while. It wasn't until the beauties were gone and the broken door of her house slammed shut that Qianye Shihan shuddered and regained her composure.
.
What did she just say? If she knew he was a bad person, she wouldn't save him? And she said she would never meet again?... Haha, can she just decide whether to meet or not? She can restrict his legs and feet.
?
"Ah, what a woman with personality, she has quite a stubborn temper, haha." Qianye Shihan muttered to himself, raised his head again, and reluctantly looked at the dim light above his head, feeling warm in his heart.
Then he stupidly picked up his hand, put it under his nose, and smelled it. His sense of smell was very sensitive, and he caught her unique faint fragrance from the big hand that once held her little hand.
Qianye Shihan couldn't help but said to himself, "It still has a very charming body fragrance."
Yes, she is indeed charming. Her person, her personality, her every word, every move, every smile, are all so fascinating to him.
We will meet again. He can be sure that he will meet her again in the future, and he has a wish, that is, no matter what, he will get the smile and care she gave to her brother.
He is a person who has been afraid of being close since he was a child. He is just like the elders in his family, and even worse, he is not only indifferent, but also cold and cold.
Except for his mother, she gave him very little tenderness during her lifetime.
Young Master Shi Han, flying in the night sky, couldn't help but think that today, with that Jiang, he had broken many of his principles.
Not actively communicating with humans, today he not only took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but also wanted to chat with her indefinitely, but she refused to cooperate and ignored him.
Without any active physical contact with any human being, he went to hold her hand today. Alas, he actually wanted to keep holding it like that, but she rejected him again and threw him away. Depressing.
Not to have meaningless feelings with humans... He seemed to have developed that feeling called attachment towards her...
An Junxi returned to his busy life, but in his moments of intoxication and dreams, he would occasionally think of that stubborn and beautiful little woman.
Five days have passed, and news came from Di Zai, but he still hasn't been found.
No matter whether they were living people or dead bodies, nothing was found.
An Junxi was on a high tower in Paris, drinking wine and listening to the business reports of French executives.
Oh, did she just disappear? She couldn't be a vixen, could she? She could actually disappear under the investigation of his huge gang? Looking at the brightly lit night view of Paris, An Junxi couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.
Uh-huh...his phone vibrated.
An Junxi glanced at his phone: Di Zai is calling.
An Junxi immediately signaled to the French executive to stop temporarily and wait for him to answer the phone.
Several people were silent and respectfully waited for Mr. An to answer the phone before continuing his report.
"explain."
"Mr. An, today the sister of a cousin of your third grandpa's family came to your hometown, crying, and asked you to arrange for someone to beat to death the little bitch who stole her husband. Your distant relative said that he had already beaten the bitch.
I tried to have sex with her once, but it was of no use. That little bitch still kept in touch with her husband..."
An Junxi frowned. He thought it was news about the little girl, but he didn't expect it to be such a messy little thing. So before Di Zai could finish speaking, An Junxi burst out and yelled, "Shut up.
Mouth! Bastard, I'm so busy here, how can I have time to take care of these little things? Di Zai, do you think your legs are too long? You got nothing from the things I asked you to investigate, but you don't care about such bad things.
Are you in the mood to take care of it?”
Di Zai held his mouth in aggrieved tone, "I understand, Mr. An. What about your distant relative... My wife also called me to tell you to pay attention to this matter, saying that after all, she is a relative from her hometown...
…”
An Junxi was still in the mood to continue listening, so she interrupted him with one sentence, "You can take care of it! I only want to hear the news that you found the person I asked you to find!"
Bang! The phone hung up hard.
"Oh my god, I've eaten gunpowder, and it's like a lion roaring." Di Zai said to himself, looking at the phone he had taken away. He had no choice, and he didn't want to report some trivial matter about his husband's infidelity.
Ah, he couldn't help it. This woman, under the guise of being his wife, was crying in his office with snot and tears, and she had already used up two boxes of tissues.
Di Zai picked up the information sent by Mr. An, a distant relative - Jiang Mengci, female, 21 years old, a junior at the Art Institute.