Her heart beat very hard, and Xia Ziyan felt a strange feeling flow from her heart. This was the first time she received a precious gift from a man other than her father, and the first time it was worn by a man. Unfortunately, she felt very sad.
I understand that it is impossible for Cheng Haohan to fall in love with her.
With tears in her eyes, Xia Ziyan showed a slightly bitter smile.
Cheng Haohan was surprised by her expression, frowned and asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't you be ecstatic? What's your expression now?"
Xia Ziyan burst into tears and laughed, jokingly saying: "Have you never seen an moved expression before? I'm still performing so hard, you can't even understand it."
Xia Ziyan turned around, picked up the tissue on the table, and wiped the corners of her eyes. She wanted to attend perfectly today.
Cheng Haohan locked her tightly, not letting go of her every move and expression.
"Today's party will also be attended by Xiang Shangtian. It is the birthday party of entertainment tycoon Lu Jingyu. He wants to invest in film and television, so this banquet is very important to him." Cheng Haohan explained.
Xia Ziyan smiled sarcastically and did not answer directly. Thinking of Xiang Shangtian's rapid rise, she would think of her father who was suffering.
"Cheng Haohan, what do you say about my father?" Xia Ziyan asked seriously.
"I sent someone to communicate with him. The fastest and most direct way was to let him fake his death. I arranged for him to go abroad. From then on, there will be no more Xia Zhongqing in the world. But he didn't agree, so I thought of other things.
There's a way." Cheng Haohan lazily sat back on the sofa and said, patting the seat next to him and motioning for Xia Ziyan to sit over.
Xia Ziyan hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to him gracefully, straightening her back, proud and noble.
Cheng Haohan raised the corner of his mouth when he saw her defensive look, as if he was very happy.
"When other women see me, they pounce on me, don't you think? I believe that I should be a little bigger than ordinary men."
"Ah?" Xia Ziyan opened her mouth in surprise. Did he mean that he regarded her as a rotten girl?
Xia Ziyan smiled awkwardly, "My taste is not that strong."
"Are you implying that you are tight?" Cheng Haohan casually played with the hair on Xia Ziyan's chest, his eyes ambiguous and provocative.