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When he returned home, his body was exhausted. He laid on the bed as if he was going to sleep, waking up without any people to collect debts or find fault with. There was only one home, a warm him, and a cute child. These were all very simple things, but why was it so difficult to realize them? In the end, I didn't tell Long Zijin that I was going to receive a stranger tomorrow. I kept feeling uneasy in my heart, as if this Mr. Feng and Mr. Han had suddenly appeared, but at the same time, it seemed as if it was all planned.

Sitting in the car and watching the scenery change outside the window, my heart was very calm. As a young miss, no one could protect me for the rest of my life, and I promised Long Zijin that I would help him do things and pay his debts at night time without end. Sometimes, his life really can't see far, and fortunately, Sister Yuan supported me.

"Miss Yi, please come this way. Our master is waiting for you in the study room." The word 'study' popped into my ears, and I wondered if I was supposed to be wearing a bathrobe and talking to him about book culture, or if he had a special hobby.

"Close the door."

"Alright." I lightly closed the door, and turned around to see a person dressed in a suit. It was Han Jianchen, Mr. Han. Bai Ze said that it would be best not to provoke this man, and now that he has provoked me, there's nothing I can do.

"Didn't anyone teach you how to do it?" Who would teach them how to serve others? There were some customers who liked to say these words, but what should they do? Could it be that there were rules and regulations to follow? If it was any other ordinary customer, they would naturally be able to handle it freely. However, this Mr. Han was not so easy to handle. He had seen Feng Jianye's cold-bloodedness and viciousness, but this Mr. Han was perhaps even more ruthless than him.

"I like to listen to your orders." Han Jianchen raised his eyebrows. This man who was in his fifties didn't seem to have any trace of time at all. Hearing Long Zijin call him Uncle Han, based on age, he should be older than Long Zijin's father, but he looks like he's in his thirties. His aura is strong enough that after I entered the door, he didn't dare move even a step.

"Come here." I didn't dare to slow down, but I didn't dare to increase my pace. I controlled my clumsy steps and walked towards him. He pulled me onto his lap, and my heart leaped out of my throat. His hand slowly slid under his bathrobe. Suddenly, his hand stopped, as if he was waiting for something.

"Clang!" The door was kicked open, and the one who came was Long Zijin. I subconsciously wanted to stand up, but was held even tighter by Han Jianchen.

"Uncle Han, if you have someone you like, feel free to ask for it. I am satisfied, but Yi Yi is mine." Long Zijin stepped forward and grabbed my arm, instantly pulling me up.

"Zi Jin, it's just a piece of clothing. If you like it, I'll give it to you. But since you're in such a hurry, I can't entertain you. Just make a phone call from now on, there's no need to waste so much effort." Han Jianchen patted his own clothes, and looked at Long Zijin with a smile that was not a smile.

"I'll take that person with me." After saying that, he pulled me without looking back, and roughly walked forward. His bathrobe had originally been loose, but with a tug from him, half of his body was revealed. Long Zijin turned around and saw that I was in a sorry state, he helped me tidy up my bathrobe and took off his jacket for me to wear. Then he stuffed me into the car. Along the way, I didn't say a word. I wanted to explain, but what I found to be completely unexplainable was my own decision. If he doesn't come, then Mr. Han will indeed become my guest.

Long Zijin carried me horizontally in his arms. As I hadn't recovered from the shock just now, I momentarily forgot that my clothes were still on the Han Family property, including the key to the sect.

"My key is down." I whispered. Just then, the sportscar that was picked up from the distance drove over, and the driver brought my clothes and other things over. I awkwardly took the clothes, and Long Zijin angrily turned around and walked upstairs, I quietly enjoyed this moment in his arms.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you believe me?" The main reason is not because I am not trusting him, but because I am afraid that he will be harmed because of me. The two of them are not Shangguan Ruiqian, not Director Wang, but two very terrifying people.

"Yes, I just don't trust you, so you can leave now." Long Zijin looked at me tenaciously, but I did not dare look him in the eye. After a while, Long Zijin's phone rang, he looked at it, and then quickly left. I collapsed to the ground, a tear running down the corner of my eye. From inside my clothes, I heard my phone vibrate. I opened my phone and found that it was Bai Ze's phone call.

"Hey, Bai Ze."

"Do you know where my brother went?"

"What's the matter? He just had a call and left here."

"What?" Did he go to you? The company is currently signing a contract, and he left his customer for you after two hours? "

"Customer, he went to Mr. Han to look for me, I …"

"I see." Bai Ze said I understand and hung up, leaving me alone at the end of the phone in a mess. At this time, thinking about how the Mr. Han was looking at him without a trace of lust, and instead had a trace of coldness and scheming, even when he was sitting on Mr. Han, he only touched Mr. Han's legs and did not continue. Furthermore, he had never told anyone that he would go to the Mr. Han, and the only person who knew of this was Feng Jianye. Thinking about it, I realized that I was just a chess piece. I felt that I had fallen into someone's trap just for Long Zijin's sake. Feng Jianye and Han Jianchen's goal was not him, but the Long family.

I changed into my own clothes and quietly guarded my phone, hoping that Long Zijin would not cause any trouble this time.

After a few hours, my phone started to vibrate. When I saw that the caller ID was Bai Ze, I quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey, how's your brother?"

"My brother was killed. The board of directors decided to dismiss my brother from all his posts."

"What?"

"Yi Yi, I won't blame you this time, don't blame yourself too much, you were just being used."

"Where's your brother?"

"He should have gone somewhere to find some peace and quiet, and my father threatened to cut off all relations with him. If this matter gets out to the public, I think you and him will both be in trouble, so you have to be careful."

"I know." I weakly hung up the phone. Who could help him at this time?