Chapter 94 A Bad-tempered and Arrogant Old Man
When the girl came in, there was no one in the living room downstairs.
Aunt Rong was busy in the kitchen, and the rest of the servants were either in the yard or in the small building at the back.
The girl entered the villa unhindered, placed the things in her hands on the coffee table in the living room, and then went upstairs holding one of the small jars.
He walked to the door of the master bedroom and knocked.
at this time.
Fang Li was half lying on the bed, handing over work to Zhou Yufan. The knocking on the door lasted for a long time before she heard it.
Thinking it was Aunt Rong knocking on the door, she threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and walked barefoot towards the door. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, it was the girl she had just seen in the morning.
Fang Li's grip on the door handle tightened slightly, her expression expressionless: "Why are you here?"
The girl's eyes were clear, and she suddenly smiled when she saw the wariness in her eyes. Without asking for her consent, she walked into the room.
Fang Li was stunned.
I turned around and was about to say something when I saw the girl walk over and sit on the sofa in the room as if she were back home. She looked around and said with a nostalgic tone, "This room has changed a lot."
"......." Fang Li frowned.
"Hey!" She suddenly stood up and walked towards the display shelf by the wall. "He put this painting here?"
Fang Li's gaze followed the girl and fell on the brightly colored painting on the wall next to the display shelf.
Then I heard her laugh and say, "It's just a random doodle. I didn't expect him to hang it in his bedroom when he came with me."
Just doodle...hang it in your bedroom...
How did she know that this room was originally Han Xi's bedroom.
And her reaction when she walked in, so, she had been here before?
Considering that she could enter and exit the villa unimpeded time and time again, Fang Li, although unwilling, had already realized that this girl was different in Han Xi's heart.
The girl in front of me once lived here, and now it is her.
Fang Li couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should feel sad or honored.
"What on earth are you doing here?"
Fang Li didn't know that while she was daydreaming, the girl had been observing her out of the corner of her eye.
Seeing that her eyes had indeed turned cold and showed a bit of rejection, the guess that had puzzled him since morning was finally confirmed.
A sly look flashed across her eyes. She walked lightly towards Fang Li with her hands behind her back and said, "Do you know who I am?"
Fang Li: "What do you want to say?"
"My relationship with Han Xi..."
"That's your business." Fang Li didn't give her a chance to finish and interrupted her directly: "Whatever your relationship is, I don't want to hear or know. If you're here to show off, then you've come to the wrong person."
"You don't care? He likes me, which means he lied to you. Aren't you angry at all?"
"......." Fang Li was silent.
His eyes were sharp and cold, and there was almost no warmth in his eyes as he looked at the girl's pretty face.
The girl looked at him but was neither angry nor afraid. After a moment of silence, she smiled even more happily: "You are jealous, aren't you?"
"......No."
"You're lying." The girl's eyes were filled with disbelief, and she pursed her lips slightly: "You're really unlovable, just like my uncle... humph, saying one thing and thinking another."
Fang Li felt suffocated after hearing this, "What on earth do you want to talk to me about?!"
The girl smiled but didn't answer. Suddenly, she extended her hand and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Miao."
"......" Fang Li frowned, lowered her eyes and looked at the delicate hand without moving.
Yang Miao raised the corner of his mouth and didn't care, and withdrew his hand.
She looked at Fang Li and said sincerely, "I should have stopped Han Shiyu this morning when she insisted on taking the dog upstairs. I didn't expect there was someone upstairs."
“…”
"I'm really sorry for hurting you, so..." She flipped her wrist and a small gray jar appeared out of nowhere, and held it in front of Fang Li like a treasure.
"This is the scar removal cream I specifically asked my father for. It has an exclusive secret recipe and is only available in the military area. I hope it can help you."
Fang Li looked puzzled and hesitated to move.
This time, Yang Miao was different from before. He simply pulled her left hand and forcefully stuffed the small jar into her palm, then he showed a look of satisfaction.
"Don't worry, if you really have scars and this scar removal cream doesn't work, I'll take you to Korea for cosmetic surgery. Medical technology is so advanced now, I promise you won't have any scars!"
Fang Li was moved by the girl's sincere words, and her heart relaxed slightly. She pursed her lips and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to do this."
"Yes! Why not?" Yang Miao looked at her with disapproval: "Although it wasn't me who hurt you, I was there at the time. If I hadn't stopped Han Shiyu, you wouldn't have suffered such an unprovoked disaster. Besides..."
She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "We are also considered a family, especially since you are my...woman, I naturally have to treat you well, otherwise..."
She stopped suddenly.
A family?
Fang Li frowned and looked at her, "Otherwise what."
Yang Miao's smile was filled with a hint of guilt: "Ah, nothing, hehe, nothing."
At that time.
downstairs.
The car scraped the ground and stopped at the door of the main house.
The car door opened, and a tall figure stretched out his long legs and got out of the car, then walked straight into the villa without saying a word.
Aunt Rong was arranging dinner. As soon as she put the tableware on the table, she looked up and saw a man with a gloomy face striding in. She was so scared that her hand shook and the white porcelain spoon next to her almost fell to the ground.
She quickly helped him up, stood up and walked over quickly: "Mr.
Han Xi glanced at her coldly, "Where's the wife?"
"Yes, upstairs."
He walked past Aunt Rong without stopping and went upstairs.
Aunt Rong's heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale.
She didn't even have time to take off her apron, she clenched her hands at her sides and hurried to catch up.
Han Xi went up the stairs in two or three steps and strode to the door of the master bedroom. Before he entered, he heard voices inside.
"Do you think that...he and I have that kind of relationship?"
“.......”
"I knew it. I felt something was wrong when I heard what you said this morning. I went back and thought about it for a long time before I figured out something. What are you thinking? How could I possibly like him? Only you can stand an old man like him who has a bad temper and is so arrogant."
The voice was crisp and full of disgust.
At the door, Han Xi's face was expressionless and no emotion could be seen, while Aunt Rong behind him lowered her head and her palms were sweating.
The tall figure stopped outside the door.
Then another female voice came: ".......He likes you."
The woman's voice was elegant, as gentle and calm as the gurgling of running water.
Han Xi listened, his eyebrows moving slightly.
Yang Miao laughed: "Why don't you understand? The reason I said this is to tell you that things are not what you think. The relationship between him and me is not what you imagined. In fact..."
"What's wrong with your hand?!" A cold voice suddenly interrupted Yang Miao.
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