In the afternoon, brief analysis of the rush back from the outside, tired face is difficult to hide the joy.

"Huaishuang, I have news about Han Yi. I can take you to him." I want to tell song huaishuang the good news in time and make her feel a little better.

Song huaishuang's eyes are swollen like a rabbit: "is it true?"

Her voice trembled with a touch of disbelief. The news of her father's death lingered in her ears. Song huaishuang really needed some good news to support her to go on.

"It's true. Can I lie to you about it?" "But, just like you are now, I can't lead you to see Han Yi."

Song huaishuang is just immersed in the good news of seeing Han Yi. After listening to the brief analysis that he can't take her there, song huaishuang is in a hurry: "why!"

"Huaishuang." A brief analysis of helpless smile, pointing to song huaishuang's eyes: "I think you need to take a good look at the mirror."

With that, he handed song huaishuang a small mirror.

The clear mirror reflects song huaishuang's embarrassment completely. Song huaishuang looks at the mirror in silence, his eyes are red and swollen, and he is extremely embarrassed. Subconsciously, he clenches his lip.

"Well, Han Yi promised me to meet at eight in the morning. If you put ice on your eyes, you can get better." Han Yi pressed song huaishuang's shoulder and said seriously, "you don't want Huaichun to see you so haggard."

Huaichun, a weakness of song huaishuang!

Song huaishuang took a breath and forced himself to keep up his spirits: "you are right. It's not easy for me to see Huaichun. I can't let her worry."

She used ice to eliminate the swelling. She took out the make-up box and carefully put on a delicate make-up for herself. She wanted to leave song huaishuang with a perfect side.

However, when he was about to leave, song huaishuang suddenly wiped her face clean again. He sat on the sofa in a daze, staring at the ceiling.

A brief analysis of the uneasy past: "don't you say you want to see Huaichun beautifully? Why did you wipe your makeup again? "

Song huaishuang's lip was bitten white, very uncertain: "brief analysis, you say, Huaichun, she, will want to see me?"

Maybe it's because he can see song Huaichun immediately. Song huaishuang's original excitement has faded away, followed by a strong fear.

She was afraid that song Huaichun would not agree with her! She is afraid that song Huaichun still hates her!

"Sister, sister, help me!"

"Song huaishuang, song huaishuang, I hate you!"

The nightmarish scene is replayed in front of his eyes again. Song Huaichun's heartrending roar seems to be playing back in his ears, which makes song huaishuang hard to let go.

Her sister, her sister who loves jewelry, hates her! As long as I think of these, song huaishuang's heart is like being trampled by an invisible big hand. It's painful.

I don't know about this period of time. I think song huaishuang is timid at home. She smiles: "you are Huaichun's sister. You two have been sisters since childhood. How could she not want to see you?"

Thinking of what happened to song Huaichun, the brief analysis pauses for a moment, and his voice drops a little: "huaishuang, there are some things you don't want to do. Don't be too harsh on yourself."

Song huaishuang smiles bitterly. How can she not hate herself? If it wasn't for her, how could Yuejin Nan be so cruel to Huaichun!

There are too many things that can't be said by words. Song huaishuang doesn't know how to say it. She can only bear it by herself. She hopes Huaichun can forgive her sister who has no ability.

No matter how complicated his heart is, when he goes in with the analysis, song huaishuang is still extremely excited and thirsty. It is difficult for the whole person to keep calm.

Huaichun, she looked for her for so long, read her for so long, finally had the opportunity to see her.

"Huaishuang, Han Yi came to a city to talk about a business. He gave us a 10 minute chance to meet." The brief analysis simply told song huaishuang the current situation.

"Well, I know. Thank you very much." With his brief analysis of his identity, why does he need to lower his attitude towards Han Yi and meet with Han Yi.

"Do we need to be so polite between us?" Han Yi chuckles and rubs song huaishuang's head to make her relax.

She is too nervous, even he can clearly feel her tension!

Song huaishuang rubs her face with a bitter smile. She wants to relax, but she can't relax at the thought of seeing Huaichun soon.

Due to the reason that they had already said hello, they entered the golf course smoothly. A slender figure in silver gray clothes was playing golf leisurely with his back to song huaishuang.

"President Han." First to say hello.

Song huaishuang doesn't dare to blink. She looks around. There is no one in the empty stadium that song huaishuang wants to see. She doesn't give up looking for another circle, but there is no one.

Han Yi turns around, and song huaishuang can see clearly the face of the other party. He is a very handsome young man. He has a pair of peach blossom eyes of the same type as the brief analysis, but they are quite different in style."Mr. Han, Huaichun Song huaishuang is really difficult to bear the urgency of the mood, can not wait to ask.

Han Yi seems to have seen song huaishuang just now: "are you song huaishuang?"

His tone is a little strange. I don't know if it's song huaishuang's illusion. He always thinks that Han Yi is hostile to her. But if you look at it carefully, the man's lips are smiling. It seems that she is careful.

"I am song huaishuang, Huaichun's sister?" Song huaishuang nodded, suppressed the strange in his heart, and continued: "President Han, Huaichun, is she here?"

Han Yi smiles and doesn't reply, but his eyes look like a brief analysis on one side.

She immediately understood the meaning in Han Yi's eyes and said, "I haven't played golf for a long time, and I don't know if I'm born. You can talk first."

After he left, Han Yi simply admitted: "Miss Song, my sister song Huaichun is in my hands. I bought her at a high price. If you want to take her away, you have to pay a price."

Song huaishuang also knew that it was not so easy to take song Huaichun away. After thinking about it, he said, "how much do you want? Give me a price?"

Han Yi suddenly laughed, and his lips rose slightly, but there was no smile in his peach blossom eyes: "Miss Song, you probably don't know that the most important thing I need is money."

Song huaishuang's heart cluttered for a moment, feeling heavy. His big black and white eyes looked at each other warily: "what do you want?"