Chapter 100 You Must Have the Sounds Others Have
The fireworks were gorgeous and stunning.
The drone show was even more spectacular.
Shi Yin had never imagined that he had hurriedly left Beishan Villa that evening to prepare for this surprise. As the blue fireworks shot up into the night sky, they continued to bloom in her eyes. Shi Yin felt a complex mix of surprise, emotion, and a surge of excitement she hadn't even noticed.
She remained in the posture of answering the phone.
There was a long silence.
Then he replied to Han Zhan, "I saw the fireworks, they were blue."
Han Zhan asked again: "Compared to the one Song Sinian gave to Shi Qinghe before the New Year, isn't it better?"
This sentence brought Shi Yin's memory back to after New Year's Day.
She creates chance encounters in cafes.
They planned to meet again at Qinghe's birthday party when Banbi Jiangshan was in power.
She showed him her weakness and timidity, letting him act as a hunter to 'snatch' her, her prey, and thus smoothly get the marriage certificate. Every step was planned by her and was within her control.
Just one thing that was beyond Shi Yin's expectations.
Han Zhan actually remembered the blue fireworks display and even planned an even bigger one for her birthday. The whole city watched, letting everyone know that this night belonged to Shi Yin.
Shi Yin nodded and replied: "Yeah, it looks better."
Han Zhan: "Whatever others have, my wife must have too, and it will only be better."
He wasn't joking.
On New Year's Eve, she went to Han's house for a reunion dinner. She happened to pass by the ancestral hall and saw him confronting the Han couple face to face, all for the bracelet he was giving as a gift to his bride.
Han Zheng's fiancée received a pair of inherited dragon and phoenix bracelets.
But she only has one jade bracelet.
no.
We must give her a better pair, far better than An Yan (Han Zheng's fiancée)
Shi Yin's slender white fingers curled up slightly. The early spring night breeze blew on her body, which was a little cold. For the first time in her life, she felt warm. She clenched her phone tightly and said to Han Zhan on the other end, "Thank you."
"Thanking me again?"
"Um."
"Thank me rather than love me."
Shi Yin: “…”
There is not a single day when he is serious.
After spending so many days together, Shi Yin had gotten used to it. Not far away, a group of children ran by, holding glow sticks and a Lazy Sheep-shaped hydrogen balloon.
Shi Yin's attention was attracted.
Look closely.
Then she saw a little boy of about five or six running towards her, reaching out his hand and tugging at the corner of her clothes. Shi Yin thought he was going to ask her for help, so she squatted down and looked at him gently: "What's wrong?"
"Sister, balloon."
Shi Yin glanced at the hydrogen balloon in his hand, which was hanging in the air, and praised, "Very cute."
"Sister, you have one too."
"I?"
The little boy nodded.
He raised his chubby little arm and pointed behind her.
Ran away with a smile.
Shi Yin, who was squatting on the spot, noticed something. She frowned slightly and glanced at her phone which was still on the call screen. Han Zhan on the other end simply confirmed her guess and said, imitating the child's tone, "Sister, your balloon is here with me."
Shi Yin suddenly turned her head.
Guessed he was coming.
We also know from his words that he is present.
But when she actually saw him, Shi Yin was still shocked. Her slightly opened almond-shaped eyes reflected Han Zhan, standing not far away under a streetlight. He was talking on his phone in one hand, the other clutching the string of a Lazy Sheep balloon. As she watched, he started walking towards her.
The distance is shortened.
Han Zhan reached out and helped her up from the ground. He tapped the red button on her phone screen and ended the call. Then he grasped her slender wrist and placed the white string of the balloon into her palm.
The fireworks continued to go off.
Shi Yin looked up at the handsome face of the man above her. He had three-dimensional brow bones and deep eyes. As they looked at each other, she saw her own appearance in his affectionate peach blossom eyes.
"How did you know I was in the hospital?" Shi Yin asked.
"Guessed." Han Zhan replied.
He had seen her fox tail.
I know she's ambitious.
She was more aware of the resentment hidden deep in her heart.
Uncle Han called him to tell him that Shi Qinghe had stabbed Cheng Lan and that his immediate family member Shi Yin had to go to the police station to sign. He knew that Shi Yin would not just go to the police station, but would also come to the hospital.
Witness the fate of your enemies.
To relieve the anger in my heart.
Han Zhan arrived at the hospital before her. As he'd expected, he soon saw the Porsche Macan and watched her get out and enter the emergency room. Ten minutes later, she emerged, and news arrived that Cheng Lan had been rushed to the emergency room again.
The mother was injured.
Lying in the ICU, on the verge of life and death, as a daughter, she not only did not show any concern, but added fuel to the fire, causing Cheng Lan, who was already on the verge of death, to step into the underworld again.
Others might think she is cruel and cold-blooded.
An unfilial daughter.
Han Zhan felt sorry for her.
Rumors about her being a jinx, with an unlucky fate, had been circulating for over a decade. Wealthy families were more or less superstitious, and would consult fortune-tellers about their homes and the fate of their descendants, but no one would share their family secrets.
Everyone knows that Shi Yin is a disaster star.
I can only say.
Someone did it on purpose.
Shi Qinghe was the mastermind, Shi Tianhong and Cheng Lan, who did nothing but favored their parents, were accomplices, and all the servants in the Shi house who watched indifferently were the pushers. All of them bullied Shi Yin, making her live in an environment of humiliation and mental abuse for more than ten years.
Five or six thousand days and nights.
Every minute she endured strange looks and contemptuous verbal attacks. During those long and arduous years, she was always alone in the corner. Finally, she met the "warm and cheerful" young master of the Song family. She thought he was her salvation and rescuer, but he turned out to be her worst abuser.
Just getting a rough idea of her past made Han Zhan feel cold all over.
She is the party involved.
How much pain and torture have you experienced?
She has been able to hold on until now, and even fought back after hitting rock bottom, kicking the unfaithful man Song Sinian, tearing apart her scumbag sister Shi Qinghe, and coldly rejecting her biased parents Shi Tianhong and Cheng Lan. Her psychological endurance has long exceeded that of ordinary people. She is broken but tough, and covered with scars but trying hard to get ahead.
…
"Why are you looking at me?"
His gaze stayed on her for too long and he was slow to speak, so Shi Yin took the initiative to ask.
His wife's gentle voice reached his ears, and Han Zhan pulled back his thoughts. He lowered his eyes to gaze at her, and in the blue light of the fireworks, he reached out and brushed her hair, which had been tousled by the night wind, and said with a smile, "Wife, I only look at you because I like you."
Shi Yin rolled her eyes at him.
He walked first with the Lazy Sheep hydrogen balloon in his hand.
Han Zhan followed him and asked, "Don't you believe it?"
Shi Yin ignored him.
Han Zhan wasn't angry either. He just followed her and said, "Wife, you always roll your eyes at me. Ah Xiu has learned bad habits from you. I said a few words to it yesterday, and it glanced at me and ran away."
Shi Yin: "It's you who always bothers him."
"How could I have that?"
"He was sleeping peacefully, but you pinched his tail."
"Is there?"
"have."
"Ash recorded it? He's complaining to you?"
Shi Yin: “…”
Han Zhan strode forward and walked beside her, looking down at her picturesque eyes. With his rich language system, he found a new topic: "Wife, what wish did you make when you blew out the candles on the cake? Did you wish me in?"
"Yes."
"To be together till old age, or to be together through life and death, is it because of having a son early? I don't want eight sons in one pregnancy."
Shi Yin: “…”
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