Chapter 85 Relapse (I)

"I'm not sensible?" Shi Han sneered, "You know the situation at home is not very good now, so why do you stay at home every day instead of going to the company? Shi Xuan is so anxious to improve his ability, and he has to look at documents when grandpa is seriously ill, isn't it all because you can't hold on."

As she spoke, she suddenly let go of the suitcase in her hand and walked towards the painting of cold autumn leaves.

Shi Han picked up the mirror and knocked on the painting without mercy, "Is this the painting you just bought?"

"Shi Han, be gentler." Shi Zheng's heart was bleeding as he watched her rough movements.

Shi Han smiled, "According to my guess, the original painting of Han Xiao Autumn Leaves is definitely worth no less than 10 million. Do you know how important this 10 million is to the family right now?"

“…It took me a long time to find this painting.” Shi Zheng rushed over and rolled it up carefully, fearing that Shi Han would damage it.

Shi Han watched Wang's actions coldly, "You clearly know the situation at home, but you still buy these things for your own selfish desires. When you paid, did you ever think about what to do if the company encounters problems and needs this money?"

Shi Zheng was speechless for a moment and could only say, "I really like it."

"Your hobbies depend on time. Is this painting more important than your family?" Even if it's an authentic painting, why buy a fake one?

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Looking at my daughter's cold almond eyes, I felt a little uneasy.

I didn't think too much when I bought it.

The living room fell silent, and the servants looked at each other.

We found that since the last time Miss didn't leave successfully, her temper has become worse and worse.

Now I won't take any loss.

Shi Yin ran downstairs to smooth things over, "Dad, sister, please stop arguing."

Shi Zheng felt that his face had been trampled on. He walked up the stairs while yelling, "You have a lot of excuses every day. I don't know who you learned this from. You have a bad temper and you leave when you say you will. What should I do with the old man? You have a tumor in your brain. If you get anxious and have a cerebral hemorrhage, I'll see what you can do!"

Shi Han paused as she was about to pull the suitcase, and she looked up and glared at Shi Zheng.

Shi Zheng was spoiled when he was a child. Although he looks mature when he grows up, he still behaves like a child. He is almost ten years old, but he always acts on impulse.

No wonder the old man never entrusted me with important company matters.

Otherwise, the Shi family would have gone bankrupt long ago.

But I have to say that Shi Zheng's words just now successfully touched her weakness.

Shi Han was silent for a while, his eyes changing, and finally he pushed the suitcase in front of the maid.

She said in a muffled voice, "Please put it back for me."

"Okay." The maid didn't dare to stay where she was. She picked up the suitcase and carried it upstairs.

Except for the two years she spent at the Shi family, she had always been free and no one dared to control her.

Shi Han was furious. She sat on the sofa in silence to calm herself down.

She rubbed her brows, the memory in her mind kept getting hazy, and she suspected that her amnesia was showing signs of recurring.

Shi Yin stared at Shi Han.

She was seen sitting on the sofa, lying on her side on the edge of the sofa with her cheek propped up, her clothes clinging to her body, outlining her beautiful curves, and even revealing a small part of her fair and slender waist.

Going further, she couldn't help but think of the dress she wore today.

A slender waist, a round chest, a perfect height, and a beautiful face.

The more Shi Yin looked, the clearer it became that if Zhou Jinyang met Shi Han, she would really have no chance at all.

"What are you looking at?" Shi Han looked up and saw Shi Yin staring at her heart.

"No, nothing..." Shi Yin hurriedly withdrew her gaze and ran back to the room.

Shi Han stayed in the living room for more than an hour before reluctantly returning to his room.

In the middle of the night, a figure sneaked down from the building. She didn't turn on the light on the first floor, but went straight to the refrigerator, took out the milk, unscrewed it and dripped a few drops of something into it.

Shi Han woke up the next day with a splitting headache and looked around in confusion.

(End of chapter)