Chapter 81 "Mature" Han Er
evening.
It started to drizzle on the way back to Beishan Villa.
Han Er's temperament was as unpredictable as the early spring weather. The housekeeper held an umbrella to meet the host and hostess at the gate. Before the umbrella was handed to Han Zhan, he entered the yard.
housekeeper:"……"
When he went out in the morning, he was wearing the clothes his wife bought for him. He looked so arrogant that he wanted to catch all the koi fish in the artificial lake to let them see his new clothes.
He called around noon, and his husband sounded cheerful. He said he was going to Shi's Building to pick up his wife, and they were going to the amusement park together.
Did you have an argument with someone in the park?
Money was stolen?
Countless thoughts flooded the butler's mind, but he dismissed them all. He had watched the master grow up. Putting aside all else, what set him apart from others was his excellent attitude. Even if he fell to the bottom and was trampled upon by thousands, he would dust himself off and get up with a smile.
In the eyes of the gentleman, apart from life and death, nothing else matters.
The consensus among his circle is that he is heartless, unconcerned with anything, uninterested in anyone, and unable to influence his mood.
in this way.
The housekeeper glanced at the direction Han Zhan left again, walked over and held the umbrella for Shi Yin, protecting her from the rain that would stain her dress, and asked tentatively as they walked, "Madam, did you have fun at the amusement park today?"
"Good."
"Where's the gentleman?"
"I was scared by a ghost." Shi Yin said.
The haunted house has six areas.
It takes about twenty minutes for a normal person to walk.
Shi Yin moved at a snail's pace the whole time, because the 1.88-meter-tall Han Zhan was wrapped around her like an octopus, with one arm around her upper body, tightly gripping her shoulder blades, and the other hand holding her waist tightly.
He didn't say a word after coming out of the haunted house.
Scratched his head.
He pretended to be calm and walked forward.
He stumbled half a step as he went down the stairs, revealing his panic. Shi Yin followed him and found him quite adorable.
Listening to her retelling, the butler nodded and understood.
…
The night deepens.
The spring rain is getting heavier.
The raindrops pounded on the ground.
After Shi Yin came out of the shower, she first did a blood sugar test. She not only ate a big candy in the amusement park today, but also finished the Mickey ice cream under Han Zhan's coaxing.
She picked up the lancing pen.
Insert the tip of your index finger after wiping it with alcohol.
After waiting for about ten seconds, the blood sugar value showed that it was normal. At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. It was the property management of the three-bedroom apartment in the city center calling.
It was renovated years ago.
Rented out.
Why are the property management calling so late?
Shi Yin slid the green button to connect, and the person on the other end said politely, "Hello, owner. I'm the property manager for Building 6. There's a man standing downstairs in the rain, frightening many residents. We asked him to leave, but he refused to listen and insisted on seeing you. There have been a lot of new crime cases in Beijing recently. Do you want us to call the police for you?"
"Which sir?"
"I sent you the photo via WeChat for Business."
Shi Yin clicked on it.
The picture is pitch black.
She zoomed in slightly, and Song Sinian's figure came into clear view. His wedding with Shi Qinghe was only two weeks away, and he suddenly ran to the house under her name to get wet in the rain and pretend to be affectionate?
Shi Yin: "Call the police immediately."
Property: “Okay.”
Five minutes later, the police took the man away from the community. Shi Qinghe received a call and rushed to the Chaoyang District Police Station, where she saw Song Sinian sitting on a chair in the lobby, soaked all over.
He is the eldest son of the Song family.
The legal and only heir of the Soong family.
In Shi Qinghe's memory, he was noble and luxurious, a child of destiny, held in the palm of the hand by millions. She had never seen him so miserable, with his brows drooping, his body covered in filth, his soul gone, like a walking corpse.
On second thought.
Knowing that he was like this because of Shi Yin, Shi Qinghe felt so angry that her teeth were itching.
She clenched her hands and glanced at the nanny behind her, who pushed her forward. The bail procedure was relatively simple, and the police officer gave her a few words of instruction: "You can go now."
Song Sinian strode away.
Shi Qinghe quickly chased after him and called out to him in the corridor outside the house, "Shi Yin doesn't even live in Binjiang No. 1 Pavilion! You were caught in the rain downstairs for several hours and she had no idea!"
Hearing this.
The man stopped walking.
Song Sinian tilted his head to look at her, his tone cold: "She has given up the lease on Building 3 of Central Mansion. The only apartment your parents gave her is under her name. Where else can she live if not here?"
"She's married!"
Song Sinian choked with sobs, his expression was painful, and he almost fell down.
"Of course she's with that unknown poor boy." Shi Qinghe approached him, "Give up, she will never come back and will never like you again—"
"You're talking nonsense!"
"You know whether I'm talking nonsense or not."
Having felt a poke in his sore spot, Song Sinian covered his chest and stared at the person in front of him with a sinister look: "Shi Qinghe, let me tell you! Even if we have a wedding and you take the position of Mrs. Song, I will not recognize you! When the news of your pregnancy gets out and my parents stop defending you, I will divorce you immediately! The only person I want to marry is Yinyin, and she will only be my wife!"
Finished.
Song Sinian rushed into the rain.
No matter how much Shi Qinghe shouted, she couldn't stop him. She watched the Land Rover roar away, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. She felt angry and a little panicked.
Song Sinian said he would definitely do it.
If her pregnancy didn't show in two months, or she fabricated a reason to fall and miscarry, the Soong couple would no longer protect her. Then, her position would be in jeopardy.
no.
She must secure her position as Mrs. Song.
This was the only thing that made her surpass Shi Yin, and it was the fame and fortune she had sacrificed her legs for. Shi Qinghe gathered herself and immediately made a phone call: "...At the wedding dinner, add this stuff to Song Sinian's drink. I want to take advantage of this opportunity to get pregnant with the Song family's eldest grandson, so that he can't get rid of me no matter what!"
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Most of the lights in Beishan Villa were out.
Shi Yin hung up the phone.
Go downstairs and drink some water.
I met the housekeeper who hadn't rested yet.
The other person walked towards her and chatted for a while, talking about the clothes she bought for Han Zhan and the trip to the amusement park during the day. At the end, the housekeeper said, "I see in TV dramas that when the hero and heroine go to a haunted house, the girl is always scared and throws herself into the boy's arms, and the boy heroically saves the girl. It's really outrageous that a man of your age is afraid of ghosts."
Shi Yin frowned and corrected him: "It's normal for people to be afraid of ghosts."
"How can a grown man be afraid of these things?"
"That's not what I meant, Uncle Han." Shi Yin put down the water cup and explained, "No matter if they are men or women, adults or children, as long as they are normal people, they will be afraid of something. Some people are afraid of snakes, some are afraid of heights, and naturally some people are afraid of ghosts."
"A person who can feel hurt, pain, and fear is a person of flesh and blood and soul. Also, I don't really agree with the idea that men shouldn't shed tears easily, or that they have to swallow their grievances, because otherwise they're not really manly."
"The shackles of worldly concepts imposed on men and women do not exist for me. A-Zhan and I are husband and wife. He can provide me with shelter in the Beishan Villa, and I will definitely support him when he is depressed and frustrated."
"Uncle Han, I'll go upstairs first. You should also go to bed early."
"Yes, ma'am."
The housekeeper watched her leave.
He retracted his gaze and walked straight behind the screen not far away. Seeing Han Zhan, the housekeeper said, "Sir, you are overthinking it. Madam doesn't care about your fear of ghosts at all."
Han Er was silent.
If you look closely, you can see the joy hidden in his black eyes.
The biggest taboo for men is to make a fool of themselves in front of women, especially the women they like. In the evening, when Shi Yin told him that they had gone to the haunted house, the housekeeper understood why Han Er came back with such a sour face.
The housekeeper came closer and whispered, "Madam cares deeply about you."
"She is my wife, so of course she cares about me."
"So, can you sleep tonight?"
“I’ve always had good sleep quality.”
"Yes, very good. You squatted by the artificial lake and watched the pairs of koi fish for four or five hours. If I hadn't asked my wife to tell you, you could have sat there all night."
"How could I be so childish?"
"Well, it's the madam who's childish, me, and all the servants in the villa. You're the most mature, almost mature."
Han Zhan: “…”
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