Chapter 90 Meeting Zhou Jinyang (꺘)
"You're just scared, right?" Shi Han unscrewed the bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Mr. Zhou? Is it Zhou Jinyang?"
"It's him."
"Oh." Shi Han took a sip of water and tucked the wet hair on his cheek behind his ear.
She felt that Zhou Jinyang was very rude. Logically speaking, Zhou Jinyang came to Shi's house today to see Shi Yin, so what was wrong with giving her a ride?
She wasn't pretty enough to make people stay away from her. It was really disrespectful to her to run away in such a hurry.
"Miss, the car is fixed." The driver walked forward.
"Let's go!" Shi Han moved the folding chair and quickly walked into the car with the maid.
After the car engine was repaired and the air conditioner was running, Shi Han finally relaxed and felt like he was alive again.
After returning to the Shi family, Shi Han couldn't wait to go back to his room to take a hot bath.
When I went upstairs, Shi Yin came out of the room.
When their eyes met, Shi Yin was like a startled mouse.
Shi Han looked at her expressionlessly.
After a while, Shi Yin calmed down. She stared at Shi Han's face closely, put her finger to her mouth and showed a surprised expression, "Sister, why did your face become like this?"
"Allergy." Shi Han lowered his swollen eyes, "It's very serious. The doctor said it will take a week to heal."
"A week?" It was enough, enough for her to do a lot of things.
Shi Yin pursed her lips excitedly.
"The doctor recently told me to be careful to prevent me from having a second allergic reaction. If I have an allergic reaction again, I'm afraid I'll go into shock." Shi Han said in a low voice, "Sister, I'll leave this matter to you."
Shi Han was no longer as domineering as before. Instead, he looked like he was begging someone and didn't even dare to raise his face. Shi Yin was proud. As expected, without that face, Shi Han would be nothing.
"Don't worry, sister." Shi Yin said in an official tone, "Anyway, mom won't be home during this period. I will tell the servants not to buy mangoes in the future."
"Really?" Shi Han raised his head and gave her a half-smile, "Then thank you!"
"No need. Sister gave Brother Jinyang to me. I am very grateful to you." This perfectly explained why she had not been cold to Shi Han during this period.
Shi Han pushed open the door and walked into the room. She had now confirmed that the person who caused her allergy was Shi Yin.
Although she didn't know what Shi Yin's purpose was, she would definitely not let her go so easily.
Especially since Shi Yin let Lu Yan see her losing control like this.
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떘꿢, the assistant pushed the door open.
He explained to Zhou Jinyang: "Mr. Zhou, I heard it clearly. Miss Shi Han is allergic, so she is like this today."
Zhou Jinyang was annoyed and didn't want to listen. "If she was good-looking, she wouldn't be so ugly after allergies. If I marry her, I can't even take her out."
"What should I do next?"
"I won't marry her..."
At this time, the door opened and Mr. Zhou walked in from outside. He said to the assistant, "You go out first. I will talk to him."
On the second day, Zhou Jinyang did not go to Shi's house, but asked his assistant to bring gifts to everyone in Shi's family.
The assistant handed the gift box to Shi Han first, not daring to look at her face.
Whenever his eyes fell on Shi Han, he would think of the "ugly thing" that Zhou Jinyang kept talking about.
Besides, it was so close that it looked really scary at first glance.
"Ms. Shi Han, this is Mr. Zhou's apology gift. I had to leave yesterday because of an emergency at the company."
"No need..." Shi Han shook his head.
But the expression on his face was much more relaxed.
It's a good thing Zhou Jinyang wasn't scared away by her, otherwise, how ugly would she have looked in front of Lu Yan yesterday.
Seeing that Shi Han was not angry, the assistant said while the iron was hot, "Miss Shi Han, please accept it. This is a gift from Young Master Zhou. Everyone in the Shi family has one."
(End of this chapter)
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