"I gave you these two punches for her!" Han Ziye pushed him into the car, straightened his suit, and looked at Luo Xuan coldly.

Luo Xuan wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, and just stood up, when he heard Han Ziye say: "If you love her, you shouldn't force her like this! If you love her, you shouldn't hurt her endlessly !"

He froze suddenly, like a statue, standing in front of Han Ziye in a daze until he was picked up again: "Do you know what I regret the most! What I regret the most is that I didn't give up when she was three and a half years old. I can keep her with me! I regret not trying to get her and her mother back to England after his father was killed by you! It was possible twice, if I had insisted at least once! In that case she would I won't be so unlucky to meet you! It won't be as painful as it is now!"

That day, Luo Xuan was just thrown into the woods like this, bleeding from his mouth and head, but from the beginning to the end, he couldn't fight back because...he couldn't find a reason to fight back!

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The oil paintings of thorn and seabuckthorn really became popular.As Robert Chen's apprentice, in the name of "inheriting Mr. Robert's mantle", her paintings quickly became popular in the French art market.She moved out of Han Ziye's home and moved into Han Ziye's so-called "staff dormitory". In order to meet her request to go out to live, but later Jing Shaji discovered that maybe he was just being passionate. Han Ziye, a man who is ruthless, is really ruthless. The entire floor of the high-end hotel is Han's staff dormitory, and because of Her oil paintings became popular, and this Mr. President also exposed his capitalist exploitation and blood-sucking nature, which made her as tired as a dog all day long, and every time she returned to the hotel, it was very late, and she had no time to go again Thinking about those hatred, pain and other things, it wasn't until this time that Seabuckthorn realized that tears are really something that only idle people would shed, and a busy person like her really wished she could fall asleep in the room!

But when she fell asleep, even Seabuckthorn would dream of Han Ziye's dead fish face, throwing away her topic and telling her coldly: "Do it again!"

Every time I dreamed of such a thing, Seabuckthorn would be frightened awake, then ran to the refrigerator to drink a large glass of ice water, and scolded him fiercely as a "worm that would never let go of her dreams!"

The staff in the studio were vaguely aware that there seemed to be a quarrel between Han Ziye and Jing Shaji, but they really confirmed it was one day a month later when Jing Shaji stormed into the room angrily with a stack of photos. Han Ziye's office, and then threw these photos on his desk, asking him: "What's going on!"

Han Ziye glanced at her with incomparable contempt, and didn't even look at those photos, but told her coldly: "Get out!"

"I ask you what's going on!" She paused, and continued to ask, "Mr. Han, can you tell me why my paintings are sold at such a sky-high price?!"

"This is a matter for the marketing department of the company. You just need to draw your picture well." He replied coldly.

"Why! This is my own painting!" She argued unconvinced, "I don't see any difference between your behavior today and Francis and the others!"

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