Xu Qian slowed down the car and leaned his head towards Han Jun. As he got closer, he heard Han Jun calling out in a low voice: "Qu Jinghong..." Her voice was full of pain and longing.
Xu Qian frowned slightly.
Qu Jinghong?
It sounds like a man's name.
Along the way, Han Jun was deeply trapped in a dream and unable to wake up.
Xu Qian parked his car in the open-air parking lot outside the concert hall.
It was very quiet in the car. Xu Qian heard the little girl next to him repeating the name of another stranger, a man.
Xu Qian's expression was unfathomable and no one knew what he was thinking.
Just then, Han Jun's cell phone rang.
The shrill ringing disturbed Han Jun's dream. She suddenly opened her eyes and gasped for air. She realized that she was dreaming and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately it was just a dream.
Han Jun answered the phone with lingering fear, and heard Han Zhan ask: "Junjun, are you here yet?"
Han Jun glanced out the window, saw the Music Building, and replied to Han Zhan: "Dad, we're in the parking lot, we'll be right there."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Han Jun asked Xu Qian: "Am I asleep? Why didn't you wake me up?"
Xu Qian said, "Were you dreaming just now? I heard you talking in your sleep."
Han Jun put down her phone and turned to look at Xu Qian. She was even more confused than Xu Qian. "Did I talk in my sleep? What did I say?"
Xu Qian: "Why are you asking me about your dream? I also want to know what you dreamed about."
Han Jun tried to recall the dream, but the scenes became blurry. She only remembered a man in the dream, dressed in white as usual, carrying a long sword.
The man in the dream used a sword, and Xu Qian also used a sword, both of which were black swords.
What is the connection between Xu Qian and the man in the dream?
Han Jun tilted his head to look at Xu Qian, and for some unknown reason reached out to touch Xu Qian's eyes.
Xu Qian was stunned for a moment, but soon accepted Han Jun's insolence.
Han Jun stared into Xu Qian's eyes. The more she looked, the more dazed she became, until even her eyes became confused. She murmured absentmindedly, "Have we met somewhere before?"
Xu Qian suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.
Discovering that Han Jun's soul state was not right, Xu Qian made a hand gesture with his right hand, placed his index finger on Han Jun's brow and pushed hard.
Han Jun's mind suddenly became much clearer, and her eyes gradually regained their luster.
Seeing Xu Qian's hand on his forehead, Han Jun subconsciously stepped back, covered his forehead with his hand, and said to Xu Qian: "Don't flick my forehead!"
At this moment, Han Jun regained her girlish demeanor, as if the experience just now was just an illusion.
Xu Qian withdrew his hand and said, "I won't play you." He was extremely curious about Han Jun's dream, and he asked again, "Little friend, what did you dream about just now?"
Han Jun frowned and said, "I can't remember clearly. It seems like I dreamed about something from my past life."
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
Han Jun unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, lowering his head and saying, "I guess Meng Po forgot to give me Meng Po soup. I suspect I still have memories of my previous life."
Xu Qian smiled and deliberately asked, "Am I your lover in your previous life?"
Han Jun was about to answer when Xu Qian reminded her, "Think carefully before answering. If you answer wrong, you'll be kissed."
Han Jun simply shut his mouth and stopped talking.
Xu Qian was about to tease Han Jun when he caught sight of a tall, straight-limbed man approaching from the Music Building. Recognizing the man, Xu Qian quickly stood up straight, subconsciously adjusting his coat.
When Han Zhan approached, Xu Qian nodded to him respectfully and called out, "Hello, Mr. Han."
Han Jun turned around and saw her father standing behind her. She felt a little guilty, so she quietly stood behind Han Zhan.
Xu Qian noticed Han Jun's evasive behavior and cursed her in his heart as a little ostrich.
Han Zhan stared at Xu Qian, sizing up the appearance of the young master of the Xu family.
With good height and appearance, he became the deputy director of the Department of Cardiac Surgery at the Imperial Capital University Hospital at the age of 23, which is considered a great achievement.
She's good in every way, except that you shouldn't have fallen for his baby and even wanted to seduce her away.
"Young Master Xu." Han Zhan lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl beside him, and reminded Xu Qian earnestly: "The child I called is still a minor. Young Master Xu, please think twice before doing anything."
Before Xu Qian could open his mouth to defend himself, Han Jun on the side quickly spoke up to defend Xu Qian, "Dad, we didn't do anything we shouldn't have done."
Han Zhan:!
"I didn't ask you to speak!"
Because his daughter's elbows were bent outward, Han Zhan, who could originally suppress Xu Qian with his aura, now found it difficult to act high-handed.
Xu Qian cast an admiring look at Han Jun, then straightened his expression and promised Han Zhan: "Don't worry, Mr. Han, I will respect and protect Han Jun."
"Hmph!" Is it your turn to respect and love me?
Han Zhan lifted Han Jun's arm and said, "Let's go. Your mother is still waiting for us."
Han Jun was pulled by Han Zhan towards the concert hall. She hid her hands behind her back and waved at Xu Qian, indicating that Xu Qian should catch up quickly.
Xu Qian followed Han Zhan and his daughter silently, with a humble attitude, without any of the arrogance of the young master of the Xu family.
Today is the first day that Han Miao collaborates with the First Symphony Orchestra, and it is also her debut performance on the largest stage in the country, which is of great significance to Han Miao.
Song Ci attached great importance to today's performance. She dressed up a little formally, wearing a dark blue U-neck long-sleeved dress and a white artificial fur draped over her shoulders.
Although it is artificial leather, its texture is not inferior to real leather. The furry fur makes the Song Dynasty porcelain look delicate and noble.
Song Ci did not have as much hostility towards Xu Qian as Han Zhan. She knew in her heart that if Han Jun had a good impression of Xu Qian, then Xu Qian would most likely be the second son-in-law of the Han family.
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