Back at Shuian apartment, Ling Xiaoan was exhausted. He went to the bathroom to take a bath and put on clean clothes.

Then she went to the kitchen to cook, and then sat in the living room waiting for the man to come back.

When the door opened, her hands on her knees pinched slightly, and her heart beat faster unconsciously.

Xiao Han changed his slippers, looked up at the food on the table, then went to Ling Xiaoan, bent down and pinched her chin, pecked her dry lips.

"That's good. Isn't that good? Well

Ling Xiaoan's eyes on the men, the floating fog under his eyes, has tension, tangle, but also heartache.

She raised her trembling arm and wrapped it around his neck in panic. Her cheeks were ruddy and pale at the same time: "Xiao Han, i... think well, I'm going to practice in your company, OK?"

After hearing her words, Xiao Han was shocked.

But soon, he chuckled: "of course, but Ann, you can't go back on what you decide. Do you know what I mean?"

It was because she was ill that he decided to postpone her internship. Now she is in good health, and she has become

How to say, her attitude towards him and her words made him feel that she wanted to get out of his control, which made him feel uncomfortable and uneasy.

Therefore, he wants to tie this little woman firmly to his side, even by selfish means.

"But, Xiao Han, I want to practice in the design department of Wanji, OK?" Ling Xiaoan braved himself and said what he thought.

"Design department?" Xiao Han secretly picked pick eyebrow, originally comfortable mood instantly cooled a few minutes.

"Are you going to practice in the design department?"

"Yes, I want to go to the design department instead of serving you tea and water in your office." Her voice was soft, but firm.

"I majored in interior design in University. I got scholarships in both my freshman and sophomore years, and I got good grades in professional courses. Besides, some of my design works have also been recognized by teachers. Now I can show them to you."

Xiao Han has doubts in his eyes, and he is shocked. He doesn't understand what happened to her?

Why do you feel that she has changed a lot recently... She dares to ask in front of him, and she dares to refuse him in front of him. What's more, she always says some nonsense to irritate her.

With that, Ling Xiaoan turned around and was about to turn over her suitcase.

Xiao Han grabbed her arm, took her in his arms, and gently rubbed her ear: "if you want to go to the design department, go. The president's office allows you to go in and out at will, let alone a design department?"

“....”

Ling Xiaoan's face was flushed by the man's words. She opened her eyes and looked directly at him: "Xiao Han, since I'm an intern, please treat me as an ordinary employee in the company... Please don't mess with me."

The corner of the man's mouth moved slightly, as if with a faint smile: "what's wrong? What have I got? "

Then he went to the table and looked at a table of rich dishes. He laughed again: "I want to go to the design department for internship, so I specially cooked so many dishes tonight?"

"Ann, you flatter me like this... Aren't you really hiding the rules for me? Well

"Xiao Han, what are you talking about?" Ling Xiaoan couldn't resist, so he hid in the kitchen and filled out the rice.

They sat face to face, waiting for him to eat almost, she also put down the dishes.

There is a depression in the air.

"You want to talk to me?" Looking at the rice she hadn't touched, Xiao Han frowned faintly.

Ling Xiaoan nodded his head and said softly: "during the day, your father came to me and he gave me a check for 30 million."

"..." Xiao Han's face suddenly condensed, and suddenly stood up. Even the dishes and chopsticks were almost swept to the ground.

His father looked for her!

His first reaction was, did she get hurt? Did his father do anything to her?

"But I didn't want it."

When she lifted her eyes again, Ling Xiaoan's eyes were red and dim.

When she came to him, her lips were stiff: "Xiao Han, you... Won't leave me. You won't leave me in the future, will you?"

Today, seeing his father and listening to the insults, her fragile heart seems to have been completely crushed again.

But different from before, this time, her heart more a hate.

For her lost child, his father did not have the slightest sense of shame and repentance, did not regard it as a life at all.

For what? What are these rich people for? It's not enough to humiliate her. They have to use 30 million to humiliate that poor little life!

Xiao Han's eyes color gradually deep, stretch out long arm, press her thin body in the bosom.

"No, ANN, I promise you that I will never leave you. Trust me, huh? "

Ling Xiaoan can feel that the man seems to use all his strength to hold her. He can also hear the heartbeat from his heart. It's all real.

The tip of her nose was sour. She unconsciously shrank into his arms and responded to his embrace

As wanwan said, maybe she should fight for it. No matter what the final result is, she should fight for it once.

For the ridiculous thought in her heart, it should be regarded as... For the lost child.

In fact, to put it bluntly, she was just making an excuse for herself, finding an excuse that she didn't have to leave him.

Whether she can have children or not, whether he will marry her in the future, she doesn't want to care about anything. She wants to be selfish and indulge herself once.

It goes without saying what Xiao Han wants to do when he carries people into his bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom. He couldn't wait for her and came directly.

When it was hard to leave, his mobile phone called.

He didn't have the time to talk about it, and he didn't plan to pick it up.

But the phone rang for a long time, the other side seems to be very patient, and then called twice in a row.

Glancing at the familiar name, he slid the screen angrily.

By the way, it's hands-free.

On the other side of the phone is Xia Mucheng, with a somewhat drunken low voice: "you guys, one by one can't answer the phone?"

"Tell me if you have something to do!" Xiao Han stopped and looked down at the shy little woman.

Hearing a man's voice on the phone, Ling Xiaoan directly clutched the quilt and covered his face. He was so ashamed.

But the man immediately tore it off and insisted on looking at her!

"Xiao Han, give it to me!" Can't stand his bad, Ling Xiaoan low voice.

But when it comes to the phone, people will have to misunderstand it.