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

On this day, Han Ziye came home early, and angrily pushed open the door of Jinghaiji's room, looking at the empty room, he was slightly taken aback.

Only then did he realize that the girl seemed to be still having a temper tantrum with him.

"Smelly girl, you're hiding again!" Han Ziye murmured sullenly, and when he turned around, he saw the little maid Qian Qian who was hiding in the corner and watching silently.

The little maid came out slowly, gave Han Ziye a smirk twice, then gestured a four and a three to him, and then stupidly covered her mouth to show "loyalty".

Han Ziye immediately understood what Qianqian meant, walked to the third room on the fourth floor in two or three steps, and opened the door.

The anger dissipated the moment the door was opened.

Han Ziye stood at the door, staring at the small room.Surrounded by seven cats, on the beanbag sofa by the window, Han Ziye saw the thorny seabuckthorn, curled up with a small body, and was sleeping soundly among the cats.

There was only a piece of softness left in my heart.His movements suddenly became lighter.He walked up to Jingshaji lightly, stared at her sleeping face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly again.

"Little stupid cat... Do you want to be famous and want to go crazy..." The anger of the whole day finally turned into a faint rebuke the moment he saw her.

Yes, she stayed by his side for so long, how could he not know what she was thinking?He even remembered how angry she was when he first met her, and said to him: "My paintings can be given to you for free, but you have to promote them for me!"

At that time, he knew that she was so desperate to become famous, so desperate to tell her father, who is nowhere now, that she was here...

She had told him then that with his ability, finding someone for her was easy.

"Fool... What father would like to see his daughter become famous with celebrities as a 'tender model'..." He softly reprimanded her, and gently picked her up.

A small pendant slipped from her hand.

Han Ziye picked it up and took a look. It was a semi-finished product made of red fiberglass. Now it can be seen that it is in the shape of a heart. There is a delicate hanging ring on it, which seems to be a small keychain, or a Small pendant.

Han Ziye smiled, silently put away the half-finished glass fiber, then picked her up again and slowly put her on the bed.

He threw his coat aside, looked at her sleeping face, and couldn't help but smile.

Han Ziye lay softly beside her, propped his arms up and stared at her sleeping face.

He suddenly felt that she was really small, with baby fat on her round face, she looked as if she was still a college student.He always thought her eyes were beautiful, but now that she closed her eyes, he found that her eyeliner was very long, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly, turning the long eyeliner into two dark arcs.

...how could you like her so much...

Obviously, he has seen women who are much prettier than her, but none of them can control his mood as easily as her.

Her brows were slightly frowned, so he stroked her with his fingers, and took out her little hand from under the quilt, only to find that her hands were tightly clenched into a fist.

"What are you doing, it's like a war..." He muttered dissatisfiedly, and gently stretched her hands, but her fingers slowly curled into a fist again, and he spread her hands again , she slowly clenched her fists again...

Repeated many times, he was a little angry, and simply stretched out a finger, and when she clenched her fist again, her warm palm just tightly clenched his finger in the fist.

Only then did Han Ziye smile triumphantly, and stared at her quietly with his head held up for a long, long time...