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The atmosphere in the car became more and more depressing. Even the driver at the front could not help but shrink his neck, fearing that the sword shadows behind him would accidentally slash at him.

The anger in Jang Jin's deep eyes grew. This woman had truly hardened her wings. She actually dared to answer another man's phone call in front of him and ridiculed him for being unable to endure the sand in his eyes.

Then, a flash of coldness passed over Rong Jin's resolute face. "That depends on whether it's sand or nails. If it's nails, then it has to be pulled out."

"What are you trying to do!" As soon as she said that, Mi Han immediately turned her head and looked in surprise at Rong Jin's still indifferent face.

But at this moment, Ren Jin didn't continue on this topic, his reaction made him very unhappy, "What is your relationship with the Northern Mantra?"

A question was forced out by Rong Jin's tone, as if he wasn't asking her at all, but was simply asking for an answer.

Mi Han was annoyed by his tyranny and tyranny, and she was more and more reluctant to explain to him, "Didn't Director Rong just answer the reporters for me? We're good friends."

With his words, a trace of displeasure flashed across Rong Jin's face, "Is it a friend, or an old flame, or …"

"Take back your dirty words, I think they're dirty!" She did not expect that he would think this way about her.

But in the next second, Rong Jin, who was originally sitting at the side, suddenly stretched out his long arm and pulled Mei Han over. In the next moment, Mei Han's small lips were suddenly touched by a slight chill.

Jongjin's face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and his lips were blocked, and before she could react Jongjin's nimble tongue had invaded her territory.

He almost ruthlessly smacked her lips, but after a while, she felt waves of pain on her lips, and she subconsciously started to struggle.

But the more she struggled, the more fierce he became. He didn't let go of her until she felt as if her body was running out of oxygen.

The clamp on her body disappeared in an instant. She only felt as if she had walked through the gates of hell, and immediately took deep breaths.

However, Rong Jin pulled Mei Han back again, forcefully forcing her to look at his face, "I'm dirty, Mei Han, how clean are you yourself?"

Words that were like ice ruthlessly slashed across Mei Han's heart. Her lips were still hurting, but the angry person in front of her didn't feel any guilt at all, instead, he shook her off.

Mi Han was helplessly pushed back onto the seat beside him. His arm slammed into the door, producing a dull sound. The sharp pain immediately pulled Mi Han's thoughts back.

Yes, how clean was she herself? Since the day she married Jongjin, her body and heart had been filled with the man in front of her.

Once again, the scene before her eyes became a blur, but she immediately closed her eyes to force back her bitter tears. She did not want to shed a single tear in front of Rong Jin.

After a while, Mi Han felt her body gradually recovering a bit of strength. She then slowly opened her eyes and pressed her aching arm to adjust her posture.

At this moment, she didn't want to say anything. What was the use of her explaining anything, he didn't care at all.

By his side, Rong Jin merely stared coldly in front of him. His indifferent expression made it seem as if nothing had happened.

Soon the car came to a halt, and Mi Han, looking out of the window at a very expensive restaurant, got out of the car, and Mi Han opened the door and got out on the other side. Then she stood there coldly, without asking why she had come here.

But at this moment, Rong Jin slowly walked to the side of Mi Han, and casually pinched Mi Han's small cheek, forcing her to look at him.

"It's just a few partners, let's talk about the contract together. It's best if Mrs. Rong is happy, otherwise if she gets caught by some blind journalist, the Northern CEO won't have a good time. "

Ji Han pinched her cheek, unable to speak. She could only glare at him to express her displeasure.

But Rong Jin acted as if he didn't see the anger in her eyes. Instead, he smiled, and then he let go of Mei Han's face and strode forward with his arm around her slim waist.

After the whole meal, Mi Han stood beside Jongjin with an expressionless face, but from time to time Jongjin would hug her and whisper something in a low voice, full of sarcasm and mockery.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the two of them appeared to be extremely close. There were also a few wives that came along to tease them that the two of them were on good terms with each other.

It was clear to all that Jung's performance tonight was to show that the Jung family was stable and that there would be no outside rumours of a divorce.

At the same time, they could also use this opportunity to dispel any doubts they had about the contract and obtain it together with the other partners.

Looking at how Rong Jin signed two large contracts in succession, Mi Han felt even more sarcastic in her heart. Indeed, his shrewdness was unfathomable, even a 'scandal' could become a tool for him to exploit.

After the meal, Mi Han sat in the car back to the villa with Rong Jin in her arms. The two of them didn't say anything along the way. It wasn't until they entered the villa that the first voice broke the silence between them.

"Young Master, Madam, you've returned." Mrs Liu walked up to him and said, looking at him with a kind smile.

Mi Han saw that Mrs Liu had also raised a smile and saw that Mrs Liu was still wearing her apron, so she replied with a smile, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm making soup." Mrs Liu spoke with some hesitation, as if she had something to say that was difficult to say.

Seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed across Mei Han's heart, "It's night time, what's the point of making soup?"

"This, Miss Li Hu said, says she is not comfortable to let me boil some soup for her."

As Mrs Liu's voice faded, the expression on Rong Jin's face changed, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

With that, he quickly walked up the stairs, not even sparing a glance at Mei Han.

Watching the figure of Rong Jin disappear from the staircase, Mi Han felt a burst of sarcasm in his heart. Just a moment ago, he had been extremely affectionate with an outsider, but now, he was even inferior to a stranger.

Mrs Liu looked worriedly at Mi Han, she did not want to say it in front of Mi Han, "Madam, are you alright? Young Master is only like this because Miss Li grew up with him. "

Hearing that, Mei Han also looked away, her eyes remaining indifferent, "What does it have to do with me?"