Chapter 3

Han Junyu is irritable, and his face is overcast. He just wants to throw the little girl out of the car.

Han Junyu is not a kind-hearted man!

She looked down at her frightened eyes. Her amber eyes were full of crystal clear tears. She was pure and clean. Her small face was tender and white. Her delicate features looked like Barbie doll at first sight, and his arms stopped.

Strange softness flashed in my heart.

Especially her low, small, soft cry, his inexplicable apex of the heart slightly hurt, his face cold, sit on the car.

"Drive

Qin Ning clung to the back seat, afraid that they would throw her out of the car, staring at the driver behind the man in panic.

The next moment, she heard the man's low and magnetic voice, although there was no temperature, it was like the sound of nature.

Although only a short two words, into the ears of Qin Ning, such as God gave her the gospel.

Those security guards ran over, Qin Ning scared to hide to the man's generous back, small hands nervous, unconsciously grasp the corner of his sleeve.

"See a little girl in school uniform?" Security asked the driver.

"No!" The driver replied.

The security guard didn't believe it. After a while, the little girl disappeared. She must have been hiding.

They're going to search the car!

The car rolled down the window and couldn't see clearly inside.

"Presumptuous, this is Mr. Han's car. How many heads do you dare to open Mr. Han's door?" The driver yelled coldly.

Listen to Mr. Han's car. It's said that Mr. Han is cruel, cruel and indifferent. He has a cold temper and dares to offend him.

It's digging your own grave!

After that, Mr. Han's face became timid and didn't let them go.

Waiting for the car to get on the road, Qin Ningcai vomited a deep breath.

Want to sit straight but pull back pain, she murmured, wrinkled face, looked up carefully next to the man.

Just now, he was too flustered and frightened to see his face clearly.

At this moment, close observation, found that this man is very handsome, three-dimensional and delicate facial features, through the angular cold, brown eyes sharp, people dare not look directly at.

The bridge of his nose is very high, and his long hand is on his thin lips. It seems that he is thinking about something.

Long legs overlapping, private custom black suit, but can not hide his noble and elegant, everywhere revealed calm mature.

She felt that he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had met him.

"Thank you for saving my life. I'm Qin Ning. I'll try to repay you in the future."

Her tone was serious, soft and soft. Because of her weak body, her voice was as small as that of a wounded kitten.

Han Junyu glanced at her. Her jade like face was sickly pale, but her amber eyes were as bright as stars, flashing strange light.

The irritability in the heart dissipated some inexplicably, his eyes deep stare at her, have a kind of familiar feeling.

"Qin Pinglu's daughter?"

"You know my father?"

Qin Ning is surprised, amber Mou son is bright as the gem that water washed, slant small head, doubt of stare at him.

"Han Junyu."

Han Junyu remembers that during the period when he just took charge of the Han family industry, many companies thought he was young and didn't think much of him. Only Qin Pinglu was willing to cooperate with him and helped him in business.

Several exchanges on work, the two are also friends. Three years ago, Qin Pinglu was lying on the hospital bed, pleading with him to take care of the little princess.

When he received the news of Qin Pinglu's death, he was abroad. After finishing his work, he rushed home to attend his funeral. Knowing that the little girl was taken care of by her second uncle and grandmother, he also asked her subordinates to inquire about her life in the Qin family. They reported that she was very good in the Qin family, and they didn't pay much attention to her since.

Looking down at the little girl, she was embarrassed. He thought of the kitten he had raised. Every time he was fond of playing, he was embarrassed. His cold heart was touched.

The little girl had injuries, and now she's obviously in a desperate situation.

He was cold and thin, his lips were tight, and a sense of dignity came out of his eyebrows, which made people awe him.

Qin Ning listened to his name, amber Mou son a bright, dull brain a bit sober.

"Are you uncle Han?"

She used to be a partner of her father's work. She met him when she was a child!

"Well."

Look at her amber eyes, in the light is not clear, also clear bottom.

The little kitten he had also had a pair of amber eyes. Every time he was coquettish, he would raise his head and stare at him brightly.

He felt soft in his heart. When she leaned over, he didn't reject her.

"Uncle Han, I'm Ning Ning. Ning Ning is hurt. It hurts..."

Qin Ning wanted to hold on, but her injury was too painful. Her eyelids were heavy and she fainted in his arms.