Shi Han's smile disappeared immediately and he didn't speak for a long time.
"Shi Han, as the heir to the Chiba family, you cannot be treacherous when doing things."
"I see."
Not wanting to listen to his father's words anymore, Shi Han quickly hung up the phone.
Jiang Xiaoqu noticed Shi Han's solemn expression and advised him, "If you have anything to do, go ahead and make dumplings for you another day."
She sounded like a housewife, and Jiang Xiaoqu blushed after finishing speaking.
Shi Han nodded apologetically, "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay...just go ahead."
The two people's hands slowly separated. Shi Han turned around, took two steps, suddenly stopped, and quickly rushed to her, leaned over, bent over, tilted his face, and gently pecked Jiang Xiaoqu's lips.
For a moment.
Facing her dumbfounded face, he smiled slightly and then turned around and left.
She carried the bag, went upstairs alone, closed the door, and her petite and busy figure was revealed in the kitchen... Photos of her from all angles were clicked into someone's camera.
When Takagi Haru took off the gauze and changed the dressing, she still felt irritated.
After a few days of confusion, my newly recovered body began to cry again.
She saw that there was such a long ugly scar on her snow-white wrist.
Master Shi Han didn't like me originally, but now that I have an ugly scar on my wrist, doesn't it make me even more shameless to see him?
Cry sadly, cry giving up.
When Qianye Shihan rushed to Takagi's house, he heard crying from the second floor before he even stepped up the stairs.
"Please, mom, leave me alone and let me die. I don't want to live anymore..."
Takagi Haru's face was tilted on the back of the sofa, tears streaming down her face.
When Qianye Shihan silently walked into her bedroom, her heart was still clenched.
If... the girl crying was the Xiaoqu he loved, he would have pounced on her without hesitation, used his tenderness to resolve her sadness, and would have used his passionate kiss to dry her cheeks.
Side tears.
But...she is Takagi Haru, and he doesn't want to do anything.
However, out of humanitarianism and family ethics, he must take care of it.
"Haruko." He called her name softly. Haruko shivered, stopped sobbing, raised her head, and looked at him.
When she saw Shi Han's eyes, she bit her lip and moaned hoarsely for a long time, "Master Shi Han... wu wu..."
Everyone avoided it. Qianye Shihan stood in front of her, with his head lowered, looking at the terrible scar on her wrist.
"Why not bandage it?" he asked coldly.
Gao Muqing's eyes were red and she looked at him. He had a handsome face and a handsome look, "Master, do you care whether I bandage it or not?"
Qianye Shihan sighed and nodded, "Stop doing stupid things."
Takagi Haru burst into tears, moved her arms, gently grabbed his hand hanging by her side, fluttered her eyelashes, and said sadly, "You don't want me anymore, right?"
Qianye Shihan frowned, and his first reaction was to throw her away, but he tried his best to restrain himself, took a deep breath, and said, "You are still very young, and your parents love you so much..."
Takagi Haru growled, "I want you to love me! I can't live without your love!"
Qianye Shihan shuddered, looked into her tearful eyes, gritted his teeth, and said after a long time, "I'm sorry..."
"Master Shi Han, you are so cruel to me!" Gao Muqing said with a wry smile and let go of his hand.
"I'm really sorry..." Qianye Shihan said, bowed apologetically, and then slowly turned around, but suddenly caught a whooshing sound behind him, quickly turned around, and was horrified to find that Gao Muqing pulled out a dagger from behind,
He stabbed her hard on the left side of her chest!
"No!" Shi Han growled and rushed over.
Being loved by others, being loved paranoidly, turns out to be a kind of suffering.
An Junxi pushed open a VIP private room in the Red Lip Entertainment City and found that it was smoky. Men and women were shouting and laughing in the same room, there were people holding each other's arms, and there were a bunch of wine bottles on the floor.
"Damn, why are you drinking like this?" An Junxi cursed secretly and frowned slightly.
When Meng Xianglong saw An Junxi arriving, he immediately stood up, smiled exaggeratedly, clapped his hands and shouted, "Quiet, everyone, just be quiet for the fuck! Our great Mr. An has come to this private room! Everyone is welcome.
ah!"
One look at Meng Xianglong's swaying drunken state, and it was clear that he was drunk.
The howling in the room temporarily stopped, and everyone looked at the handsome and cold man at the door.
An Junxi said, "You can have fun, and I will pay for all your purchases today."
"Quack..." Everyone applauded enthusiastically.
An Junxi nodded and said, "I still have something to do. Let me say goodbye first..." Before he could finish speaking, two coquettish little girls in their late teens rushed up to him, and one of them hugged one of his arms.
, drag it into the house.
"Let's play together, let's play together, Mr. An!"
They are all producers of TV entertainment programs, some new entertainment stars who have just become famous, and some of the top eight favorite girls.
They all look like teenagers, very youthful, and their clothes are very different.
This one is wearing an open-chest T-shirt, and you can see her deep cleavage when you lower your head. The other one is wearing a palm-sized short skirt, sitting there with his whole buttocks and tiny underwear exposed, and the third one is wearing a black pair.
The mesh pantyhose and the panties inside are actually eye-catching white.
An Junxi couldn't accept these people, but when he saw bottles of wine on the table, he didn't say anything, picked up the bottle and started drinking.
An hour later, there were only four people left in the room, two men and two women.
A little girl clings to Meng Xianglong, the two of them are like conjoined twins, biting their ears and saying something like, "Mr. Meng, you want to invest in my record..."
Here, An Junxi was still numbly drinking wine, and a very clever little girl sat next to An Junxi. The two of them said nothing.
Meng Xianglong rubbed the little girl's shoulder, smiled seductively, and called the waiter, "Get a room! Get a room for me and Mr. An!"
"Okay, Mr. Meng."
Half an hour later, An Junxi, who was very drunk, was helped into his exclusive suite by two waiters. Of course, there was a young girl accompanying him in the room.
"I want to get you...Jiang Xiaoqu...just wait and see...sooner or later...one day..." He wanted her to tell him that she loved him.
An Junxi was lying on the bed, muttering randomly.
I drank too much, and drank too much quickly.
He didn't know that a small hand was taking off his clothes, exposing his strong chest, and stroking his strong skin.
I didn't know that my pants had already been taken off.