"Yes, are you free now? I'll come to your house and we can talk in detail. I've taken care of this matter, but it's not completely settled. The main problem lies with you; they want to meet with you."
Jiang Tian was startled: "Zizhuo, can't we do it secretly? I still have to meet with him?"
Han Zizhuo scratched his head: "Yes, we need to meet in person. The person I found for you has basically agreed, but he said he wants to see you in person and then talk to you in detail."
Jiang Tian was a little scared: "Could it be a scam?"
Han Zizhuo's tone carried a hint of helplessness: "Do you even need to lie to me? A few words are enough to lead you astray. Okay, hurry back, I'm coming from the airport now."
"All right."
Jiang Tian hung up the phone and found Han Shuangxi waiting for her with a cup of milk tea.
As the two became more familiar, Jiang Tian grew increasingly close to Han Shuangxi. She smiled and said, "Mr. Han."
Now that she's no longer a celebrity, Jiang Tian no longer wears heavy makeup. She simply applies a BB cream and lipstick every day before going out, and surprisingly, she looks much more pleasing to the eye this way.
At least in Han Shuangxi's eyes, she looked better than she did in those news photos.
With a fair and clean face and delicate features, she always looked at people with a smile, exuding an indescribable softness. Her lips were bright red, and her overall impression was like a cat, yet not quite. She was lazy and relaxed, but not at all shrewd.
When Han Shuangxi learned that she was already thirty-one, she was unusually surprised.
She doesn't look like someone her age at all.
People who think less may appear younger.
Han Shuangxi was happy to talk to her; people with too many ulterior motives live a tiring life.
Everyone was saying that Jiang Tian was heartbroken after being dumped by Young Master Qin, but Han Shuangxi had already observed that she didn't care about Qin Mochen at all. She continued living her life as usual and seemed to be enjoying it.
"Aunt Chen, would you like to try the milk tea you made according to the recipe you gave me?"
Jiang Tian pondered for a moment, then struggled to say, "I'm not drinking anymore. My friend needs to see me, so I might have to go first. Qiaoqiao is building blocks over there. Can I just tell her and leave?"
Han Shuangxi asked calmly, "Is there something important?"
Jiang Tian was a little embarrassed: "Yes, it's quite important."
"Okay, then you should tell Qiaoqiao. Your own affairs are the most important."
Jiang Tian's face immediately showed a grateful expression: "Thank you so much, Mr. Han."
Han Shuangxi was both amused and exasperated when she saw the woman sincerely thanking her.
He was the one who asked Jiang Tian to keep Qiao Qiao company, but she actually treated it like a job. Not only did she come rain or shine, but she also felt guilty about leaving early.
Seeing how naive she was, Han Shuangxi couldn't help but treat her even better: "Don't rush on the way, I'll have the driver take you."
"OK."
When Jiang Tian got out of the car, Han Zizhuo had been waiting at her door for a long time.
A couple of days ago, everyone came over to warm up her house. Others also bring her things from time to time and check on her, just in case she gets scammed.
Han Zizhuo had been studying in another city and had only returned home a few times for Jiang Tian. Seeing her running so fast, he quickly pulled her bag and made her stop, saying, "Don't rush so fast, you're already out of breath."
"I was just worried you'd be waiting. Are you feeling better from your cold?"
Jiang Tian asked while entering the password.
A warm feeling welled up in Han Zizhuo's eyes again. Apart from Jiang Tian, no one else would take his minor illness to heart.
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