"What's going on in your little head? Huh?"

"What...no...no..."

"Why didn't I realize that your thoughts are so complicated before?"

"I--"

"Jingmao, why are you so confident what will happen to me? Huh?"

"I do not--"

Han Ziye's haughty eyes were full of disdain, he suddenly let go of her, lowered his eyes and brushed off his clothes, Liang Liang told her: "It's impossible to put your heart in your stomach."

Jing Seabuckthorn's face turned red, and he felt his ears were steaming.

"There's nothing wrong with being friends. After all—you have been my lover, my subordinate, and almost my fiancée, but you have never been a friend!" He pronounced the word "friend" carefully It was very heavy, and Jing Shaji's heart beat a drum when he read it.

"Sir, sir! Supper! Let's eat supper!" Qianqian greeted them as she walked towards the restaurant with a sumptuous supper.

"Take it to my study." Han Ziye said coolly, his eyes swept over the blushing face of Seabuckthorn, he patted her on the head helplessly, and went upstairs resolutely.

"What... what is this... exactly!" Jing Shaji suddenly hopped frantically and covered her ears, completely unaware of Qianqian's suggestive eyes when she passed by, and also completely unaware of the dish. The supplementary meal specially added for Han Ziye was carried into Mr. Han's study just like that.

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Han Ziye stayed in the study and looked at the documents very late. After all, Seabuckthorn's return to China was a rare experience for them.Thanks to this little girl's success, the works she produced after returning to China have improved a lot, coupled with his deliberate pursuit, she has now become a first-class oil painter in the world.

Francis has spent a lot of time thinking about this, but he is protecting Thorn Seabuckthorn and has the identity of the third young mistress of the Luo family. The Luo family dare not touch her, and it is difficult for Francis to compete with the Han family on his own. Now I am anxious like ants on a hot pot, watching the art team of Seabuckthorn as a new generation force in China gradually growing and helpless.

He knew that he had to grasp this opportunity well, not only for his father and Seabuckthorn's father, but also to be worthy of himself, a shame Francis had done to the Han family!

At midnight, Han Ziye suddenly felt a little hot and dry, and opened the window involuntarily, but after a while, his heart began to agitate again.

dry mouth...

He couldn't help but grabbed his collar and fanned it, then took a glass of ice water and drank it.Still hot!

How can it be so hot!It's May, so the weather won't be so hot!He turned on the air conditioner irritably, lowered the temperature, and then lowered it...

Damn it!Why do I suddenly think of that stupid cat!

Han Ziye supported the table and got up to rush out the door, ran directly to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, the physical cooling finally made him calm down a bit, but soon, the fire in his heart burned again.

——Jingmao, why are you so confident what will happen to me?Um? ——

——It's impossible to put your heart in your stomach. ——

He must have said this too early and too much!Cold water poured down from the top of his head, but the fire in his belly was burning hotter and hotter. Han Ziye propped his hands on the glass wall of the bathroom, and his distinct fingers from all walks of life involuntarily gathered together and clenched into a fist.

He knows all too well what is going on with him now!Although he was drenched in cold water, Khan still sweated from the corner of his forehead. The only thing that can cool him down now is the cat sleeping in that room!

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