Without his secretary, Leng Tianlin felt a little less abstinent. He held Han Xing's hand, his gentle and deep eyes almost made people drown in them.
Han Xing's heart was beating wildly when he saw it.
I don't know how long it took before Han Xing calmed down and said to Leng Tianlin seriously: "Ekaterina's relationship network is actually not complicated.
If you want to deal with her, just go to the guy upstream."
"Shangyou?" Leng Tianlin gently squeezed Han Xing's palm and asked with loving eyes, "Who is Shangyou?"
In fact, he knew, but he wanted to see how much his little girl knew.
I saw the corners of Han Xing's lips raised slightly, and he said playfully: "Upstream is Count Declas."
"Decras." Leng Tianlin narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew it was him.
"A thirty-five-year-old man likes to be whimsical." Han Xing blinked and chuckled.
"Oh, why do you say that?" Leng Tianlin looked at Han Xing with interest.
You know, Han Xing would never describe a man like this easily.
Han Xing did not hide anything and said very directly: "He once wanted to marry the Han family and asked a girl from the Han family to marry him.
But he is thirty-five years old, and the eldest girl in the Han family is eight years younger than him, so no one wants to marry him. Then the marriage between the two families ended without any problems."
Looking at Han Xing's calm expression, Leng Tianlin read another meaning.
He held Han Xing's hand tightly and said seriously: "He is interested in you. It is impossible for your Han family to marry the head of the family to him, right?"
Age has never affected marriage abroad.
The reason why the Han family refused must be that they were interested in Han Ye's treasure and wanted to keep it as their own.
Thinking of this possibility, Leng Tianlin couldn't help but feel sour.
Han Xing took a deep breath, then slowly came back to his senses, nodded and said with a smile: "Well, you're right, it's me.
But he is more than ten years older than me, and my father really doesn’t like such an old man."
Han Ye loves her so much, how could he let her marry at such an old age and with lovers all over the world?
"Then does he still have such thoughts about you now?" Leng Tianlin asked.
Han Xing shrugged, with an expression that even if she had such thoughts, it had nothing to do with her.
"I probably have no idea, I don't care." Han Xing smiled and said, "Why should I care about people I don't like.
Besides, many of you men will make up your own mind. If I care even a little bit, the other person will think that I have thoughts about him.
It’s like dog-skin plaster, you can’t even shake it off.”
"Well... my little girl can see so clearly." Leng Tianlin had a smile on his lips and was in a good mood at the moment.
Because his Xixi is smarter and wittier than when she was a child, and she understands many things better.
This is very different.
Han Xing thought for a while, clapped his hand and said playfully: "Brother Tianlin, I can't be considered your little girl now.
I haven't forgiven you yet, so...don't think too much about it."
Leng Tianlin: "..."
Yes, how could I forget that Xiao Xixi is not as easy to coax as she was when she was a child?
While the two were talking, Han Xing's cell phone rang.
As luck would have it, it turned out to be Count Declas.
Seeing the notes for the elderly stored by Han Xing, Leng Tianlin raised his eyebrows slightly.
Then he smiled and said, "Is it that guy?"
"Well, it's a bit casual." Han Xing said, swiping to answer.
The man's voice over there was a bit evil, "Hi, dear Xing."