Han Aoyu patted the back of Song Ci's hand and said to her, "Don't worry, Song girl. What happened between Han Zhan and that girl is all in the past. Han Zhan is still infatuated with you."

Song Ci suppressed her laughter and nodded, "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm not angry."

Han Zhan told Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, I have met with Du Xueyan and explained our situation very clearly."

Knowing that Han Aoyu wanted an attitude from him, Han Zhan's expression straightened and he said, "If Miss Du makes trouble again, I will use force."

Han Aoyu hummed. "Remember, the woman who trampled you into the dust back then is not worth your softness."

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

Han Zhan had breakfast, said goodbye to Song Ci reluctantly, and flew back to Shunchen to work.

Song Ci made an appointment with Su Huanyan yesterday to go buy baby products today. After dinner, she packed up briefly and took a car to go out.

As soon as Song Ci left, Han Aoyu called Zhong Buhui over.

Han Aoyu changed into a white T-shirt, dark grey suit pants, and black open-toed sandals. Zhong Buhui stood beside Han Aoyu with his head bowed. Seeing the old man dressed like this, he bowed and asked, "Old man, are you going out?"

The old man only wears a T-shirt when he goes out. He usually wears a vest at home when it is hot.

Han Aoyu pointed his finger in the air and said, "Get the car ready. Let's go meet that little girl."

Zhong Buhui looked hesitant. He said, "Should we inform Zhan Zhan? This is their business after all."

“No need!”

Seeing that Han Ao Yu insisted on going, Zhong Buhui drove the car himself and took the old man away from the villa halfway up the mountain.

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Du Xueyan was going to attend a commercial event for a jewelry brand she endorsed today. She had a simple breakfast and then asked the styling team to style her.

Du Xueyan was wearing a black sequined waist-hugging miniskirt today, a pair of ten-centimeter red high heels on her fair and slender legs, and a set of jewelry from a luxury jewelry brand on her neck and ears.

With fiery red lips and charming curly hair, she looks radiant and gorgeous with just a little bit of makeup.

Assistant Tong Xin looked at the time and said to Du Xueyan, "Sister Xue, we have to leave early to avoid traffic jams."

"good."

Du Xueyan walked out of the door and was about to get on the RV when she saw an elderly man in a black suit approaching. The elderly man was in his early fifties, not tall but very burly, with a pair of eyes as fierce as a hawk.

Tong Xin saw that the man was walking towards them directly. He subconsciously stood in front of Du Xueyan and stared at the man with vigilance.

The man stopped a meter away from Tong Xin. He stared at the beautiful woman behind Tong Xin and said gently, "Ms. Du Xueyan, my old man wants to have a chat with you."

Tong Xin frowned and said unhappily, "Who is your old man? If he wants to see us, we have to go? Our sister Xue still has work to do, please get out of the way."

Du Xueyan grabbed Tong Xin's shoulder and said, "Tong Xin, get out of the way."

Tong Xin looked back at Du Xueyan. Although she was worried, she didn't dare to disobey Du Xueyan's words, so she had to stand aside silently.

Du Xueyan raised her head slightly and looked at Zhong Buhui. She asked, "Sir, the old man you are talking about is Mr. Han?"

"Miss Du is a very insightful person." Zhong Buhui nodded his chin towards the black Aoyu No. 1 car behind him, and then said, "Our old man is sitting in the car. Miss Du, if it's convenient, we can go to the teahouse to chat."

Du Xueyan hesitated for a moment, then said to Tong Xin, "Call Gu Shengyao and tell him I'm busy and can't attend today's event. Ask him to negotiate with the brand. If the negotiation doesn't work out, he'll have to pay compensation."

Tong Xin subconsciously said, "Sister Xue, you don't even know who the other party is, and you just leave your job like that. This is not good!"

Du Xueyan's face darkened: "Tong Xin, listen to me."

Tong Xin had no choice but to shut up.

Du Xueyan got into the car and drove behind Zhong Buhui's car.

After parking the car in front of a teahouse, Du Xueyan got out and stood beside the car, looking at the old man who got out of the other car from a distance.

Many years ago, Du Xueyan met the old man once. At that time, the old man was wearing coarse linen clothes and Liberation shoes. There was yellow mud between his nails and on the soles of his shoes.

Who could believe that Han Aoyu, who was so famous that even foreign sneaky people were afraid of him with just his name, would roll up his trousers and start farming after retirement?

When Du Xueyan saw the old man looking at her, she leaned forward slightly and called out respectfully, "Mr. Han." Facing Han Aoyu, Du Xueyan had an uncontrollable urge to kneel down in front of him.

This is what pressure is.

It is the momentum possessed by leaders who have been in high positions for many years and are accustomed to giving orders.

But she was blind. When she first saw the old man eight years ago, she was blinded by his overly simple attire and really thought he was a farmer.

Han Aoyu raised his hand towards her and said, "Du family girl, let's go in and talk."

"...good."

Zhong Buhui led the way in front, Han Aoyu walked in the middle, and Du Xueyan lagged behind the old man by two meters, following quietly behind them.

There was no customer in the tea room today except the waiter.

Maybe it was because it was still early, or maybe the place was cleared out.

Han Ao Yu sat down at the tea table by the window. Du Xueyan stood obediently beside him and did not dare to sit down without Han Ao Yu's approval.

But Han Aoyu didn't act pretentiously. Seeing Du Xueyan standing, he said in a gentle tone, "Don't stand, just sit down."

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