Chapter 121 Wife, why are you hiding from me?
backyard.
On the empty lawn beside the artificial lake.
Servants bustled in and out, setting up tables and chairs, laying out the barbecue grill, and preparing fresh ingredients. Shi Yin squeezed two glasses of orange juice, exited the side door, and glanced at the flower stand under the eaves.
She went to Milan for half a month.
After returning to Beijing, he deliberately avoided Han Zhan and always left early and returned late.
She ignored these small potted plants.
Shi Yin walked forward and took a closer look. The succulents showed signs of being tended to, with dead branches and leaves removed and watered. Footsteps approached from behind, and the housekeeper spoke, "Madam, your husband took good care of your plants while you were away at work."
Very well taken care of indeed.
Grow lush and leafy.
Succulents are also plump.
Shi Yin withdrew her gaze and walked into the yard with the housekeeper. She saw Mo Li sitting on a lounge chair under a plane tree in the distance. Whenever Ah Xiu passed by, she would immediately turn away and lift her feet.
The dog seemed to know that he had scared the guests.
He returned to the house, grabbed a rope, put one end of it around his head, and tied the other end around the leg of the recliner where Shi Yin was sitting. After tying himself up, he squinted at Mo Li, as if to say, "What a coward."
Mo Li: "?"
Seeing Shi Yin coming over, Mo Li immediately looked up and complained: "Yin Yin, your dog despises me."
Shi Yin put the juice on the table next to her, then looked at Ah Xiu next to her. He was as docile as usual, neither fierce nor scary, and there was no sarcasm in his eyes.
"You've got it wrong, Jasmine."
"I must be mistaken. How could I possibly…" Turning around, she saw the dog sitting upright beside the recliner, its head held high and grinning, its tail wagging like a windmill, looking like a well-behaved and endearing child. Molly was so shocked that her words caught in her throat. After a moment's pause, she laughed indignantly, "…That big thing is quite unique, with two faces."
Speaking of this.
Molly shuddered.
The image of Han Zhan that I saw when I first entered the door suddenly appeared in my mind.
As expected, dogs follow their masters.
Isn’t Han Er a typical two-faced person?
Towards Shi Yin, his eyes were gentle, his words were soft and sweet, and his words were as sweet as honey. Towards others, he was polite and distant, a gentleman indifferent, showing his double standard to the fullest.
"How do you make charcoal?"
The housekeeper's harsh voice came.
Shi Yin turned her head and saw the servant lighting a fire in the barbecue grill. He must be new and inexperienced, and the wood chips used to start the fire were blown up by the wind and fell everywhere.
The servants around came to help.
Extinguish flying catkins.
The housekeeper glared at the servant who had caused the trouble and told her not to come tomorrow. In Shi Yin's memory, Uncle Han was always good-tempered, never angry, and rarely criticized the servants. If a new servant didn't know how to do something, he would teach them step by step. Today was the first time he had ever fired someone out of anger.
Shi Yin poured a glass of water and walked towards the housekeeper who was lighting the fire himself.
She stopped at the back.
Watch quietly.
After he finished the work at hand and the smokeless environmentally friendly charcoal gradually burned red, Shi Yin handed him the cup of water: "Uncle Han, have some water."
"Thank you, ma'am."
"This servant looks young and careless. Don't take it to heart."
"Madam, I told everyone who came to work at Beishan Villa on the day they signed their employment contract to be wary of open flames. You can make small mistakes in anything, but not in starting a fire."
"Is it because of the fire in the old house?" Shi Yin asked.
"You know?"
"During the dinner, I overheard the elders of the Han family mentioning that there was a huge fire that year, and A-Zhan and my eldest brother were trapped in the house."
When this matter was mentioned, the housekeeper's face darkened.
His face turned cold in an instant.
Full of anger.
After looking around several times to make sure no one was around, Uncle Han approached Shi Yin and said in a low voice, "The incense and candles in the ancestral hall were blown down by the wind, and the tablets were all burned. By the time we discovered the fire, it had already spread to the main building."
"I happened to be delivering something to Master Lu at the Lu residence next door. When I heard the news, I ran back immediately. The fire was very big, the servants were calling the police, and Ms. Bai and Han Tai stumbled out of the thick smoke."
"When we heard the cries for help from the second floor, we realized that the master and the eldest son couldn't come down. I immediately rushed in and ran up to the second floor. But the corridor was engulfed in flames and we couldn't open the master's door at all."
"At this critical moment, I saw Ms. Bai and Han Tai, who had already left, return to the fire scene. Mr. Mingming's room was closer to the stairs, making it easier to rescue him, but they went straight to the eldest young master's bedroom, which was the farthest away."
"They banged on the door with all their might. Ms. Bai, who loved such a beautiful person, even though her clothes were burned and her hair was a mess, still used her slender limbs to bang on the hard door, calling out the eldest young master's name over and over again, as if he was the only son she had ever given birth to."
"They both pushed the door open, wrapped the young master in a thick, wet blanket, and ran downstairs without looking back. No matter how I shouted, they didn't stop."
"I could only bang on the door again and again, using my arms and kicking, until I finally broke it open. However, the hanging wood on the top beam was burned, and the murals on the wall were falling down. I didn't have time to hide, and the man behind the door jumped on me. He was only seven or eight years old at the time, and he was hit so hard that he vomited a lot of blood."
Speaking of this.
The housekeeper's eyes were red.
His words were choked with sobs, and it took him a while to control his emotions.
He didn't continue, only picking out the key points: "The master kept telling me, 'Uncle Han, we must survive.' We wrapped ourselves in thick blankets, broke the French window, and jumped from the second floor."
"After that, no matter where I went, I told everyone around me that fire prevention was the most important thing. Even if we lived at the foot of the Flaming Mountain, my husband's house was not allowed to catch fire again."
"Uncle Han, there's a call coming in, looking for you."
"Right now."
The butler responded.
He bowed politely to Shi Yin and walked quickly towards the villa. She looked at the man's unsteady back, especially his wobbly legs. Shi Yin remembered that it was snowing heavily before the New Year. Passing by the IFS shopping mall, Han Zhan went to the Chinese medicine clinic to get medicine for the housekeeper's leg pain.
The housekeeper's legs have sequelae.
So.
Han Zhan, who was also injured in the fire, must have also been left with indelible scars. However, he used his optimistic personality to hide the wounds, making them invisible to others.
…
Sunset.
Shi Yin and Han Zhan sent Mo Li out after dinner.
After watching the car drive away, the two turned and walked into the yard. Halfway there, Shi Yin suddenly changed direction, saying she was going to the flower garden to check out the daisies and water them.
The flowers are watered in the morning.
Never water in the evening.
She cherished them, so naturally she knew the precautions better than he did. Han Zhan always thought she wouldn't lie, but if there was even one untrue word in that sentence, she wouldn't be able to hide her secrets, and he would always find out.
Han Zhan stood where he was.
Watching her back disappear in the dim sunset.
Standing in front of the flowerbed, Shi Yin gazed at the vibrant daisies of various colors, her almond-shaped eyes lowered, her brows furrowed in a frown that remained taut for a moment. Just then, a shadow of light flickered across her eyes.
Shi Yin looked up.
From the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the living room not far away, she saw Han Zhan walking behind her.
"Wife, what are you thinking about?"
The distance is shortened.
She could feel his warm breath.
Shi Yin looked up and back, his handsome face reflected in her dark pupils. Before she could reply, she saw his thin lips move slightly, and words fell lightly on her face: "Are you thinking about going upstairs to sleep when you get into the house later, and then making up another excuse to go out in the morning?"
"Han Zhan, I..."
"Honey, why are you hiding from me? Can you tell me what I did wrong?"
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