Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

In the past few days, anyone with a discerning eye has noticed that there seems to be a cold war between Han Ziye and Jing Seabuckthorn. Although they have always been noisy...but the atmosphere is different.

Every day, the servants of Han's family see the seabuckthorn squatting at the bottom of the garden and scratching the lawn to find things, and the pair of eyes that are often buried in the depths of the garden.

But there is one thing, Seabuckthorn still did it.She finally returned to the gallery. On the day she went back, she was unanimously welcomed by all colleagues headed by Mr. Robert. Of course, her colleagues and comrades did not include Mr. Han who had the face of Hades.

Han Ziye's attitude towards her is still bad, but sometimes he also has a rare good temper, for example... now...

"Jingmao, come here." Han Ziye walked out of his office with a happy face, snapped his fingers at her in full view, and hooked his hand at her with that charming smile that could drive countless girls crazy.

Jing Seabuckthorn blushed at that time, she really felt that this man was a bit indiscriminate, even if he really liked her, he couldn't just stand in front of everyone...

Jingshaji just stood up from the seat hesitantly, when she saw a white shadow stepping on her shoulder as a springboard, walking lightly along the desk of the studio staff towards the man, Then she walked to the bottom of his feet and uttered in her soft voice, rubbing against his trouser legs.

At that time, Jingshaji was standing just a few steps away from Han Ziye, watching the white cat "Jingmao" acting like a baby in Han Ziye's arms, it was petrified.

Sophia's nympho voice came from behind, and she said intoxicated there: "I wish I could become that cat in his arms..."

That day, Jingshabuckthorn's face turned red in an instant, and when she looked up, she saw the mocking gaze that the man cast on her, with 120 points of disdain, walking past her with the cat.

At that moment, Jingshaji felt that the small universe in his heart was about to explode.In this world...how could there be such a naive man!

"Jing Mao! Come here!" The second time, Han Ziye slammed the door out of the office angrily. Jing Shaji was immersed in planning for Robert's gallery at that time. Trembling, he couldn't help but cast a dissatisfied glance at the man, gently moved Jingmao's nipples, which was sleeping on his lap, and greeted him in a low voice: "I'm calling you... Poor boy, why are you so stupid?" I offended that Hades..."

"Seabuckthorn! I told you to come here! Don't you have ears?!" Han Ziye's angry voice came overwhelmingly.

When Jingshaji heard him calling himself, he suddenly jumped up from his seat.

"Come with me!" The tyrant!After saying this, he rushed back to his office angrily!

So, under the terrified eyes of everyone, Jingshaji stood up lazily, walked up to Han Ziye with his head drooping, not knowing what mistake he had made, and secretly tugged him with an unprecedented good temper Whispering on his sleeve, he reminded him softly: "You...you have something to say, it's not good for you to be angry..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Ziye saw Han Ziye's angry eyes staring at her, silencing her for a moment.

Only now did Seabuckthorn faintly guess who named the cat...

This man... this man must have waited until today to bully her—

Thinking of the seabuckthorn here, the hairs stand on end, and a horrifying thought suddenly popped up.

No...it can't be so insidious...!

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Met an author last night and had a chat.I suddenly remembered that when I first wrote the article, Xinzhi always hoped that readers could gain some insights through what I wrote, and felt that it would not be in vain for readers to spend time reading my words.Now I have begun to forget my original intention, and God sent Xinzhi to meet this author.I think, God is really kind to me, and at just the right time, let me regain my original intention.

In the future, Xinzhi will work harder and harder to write down.There is no topic and no focus. I hope to remember this moment, and I hope to be worthy of my pseudonym. Good night everyone (because this passage was written at 2:16 on February 23th~haha~~)