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Han Yong roughly calculated, it should be at least six digits in length. Was Xiao Menghan's arrangement for Doctor Liang a bit strange this time?

"Oh right, Liao Mingyun committed suicide abroad." Han Yong raised his head to look at Xiao Meng Han, but before he could say anything, he stopped himself.

Xiao Meng Han looked at Han Yong and raised his eyebrows.

Only then did Han Yong open his mouth. "She left me an email. I hope you will show mercy to the Liao Family."

Liao Mingyun brought this upon herself. She was living a bad life abroad. Xiao Menghan did not show mercy. The Liao family's once great influence had almost completely collapsed.

Xiao Meng Han lightly tapped the sofa with her finger. Her gaze landed on the direction of the kitchen as she said in a low voice, "The Liao family and the Dong Shan family still have the capital to make a comeback. She is not their bargaining chip."

Han Yong instantly understood and did not say anything else.

The truth behind Liao Mingyun's suicide might never end up being the truth. Han Yong did not open his mouth to ask because Mo Xiaoxiao had already walked over to call them over for dinner.

"Xiao Yan, did you ask Meng Han to give you a raise? I almost thought I entered the palace and everything was completely new."

"Oh, if you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten about my salary. Director Xiao, I want five insurance and one gold, and I also want to take a paid vacation. Oh, right, how much is my salary?" Mo Xiaoxiao slapped her forehead and shouted, "Also, the overtime fee and Manager Han, you don't even know that Director Xiao likes to work at night. If you pull me, it will be midnight."

Mo Xiaoxiao's words were originally a playful complaint, but when they entered the ears of the two men, it became a coquettish act.

Xiao Meng Han smiled happily and coughed softly. Only when she was by his side at night did he feel at ease. That feeling of living a full life had filled Xiao Meng Han with addiction.

Han Yong felt bad, but he still wore a teasing smile on his face: "Ai, your salary is also set by Director Xiao. If he gives you too little in the future, don't be stingy with a little salt when cooking for him. If the salt is gone, then I'll bring you a carriage next time."

"Yes, more Coppertite." Mo Xiaoxiao reached out her hand and slapped Han Yong's hand in the air, not caring in the least about Xiao Menghan, the CEO.

Xiao Menghan wasn't angry at all. He told Han Yong that everything should be done according to the company's rules, that it was fine if they took the five insurance and one leave with pay. Since she was living here, his vacation was basically the same as not taking a break.

Han Yong looked at the smile on Mo Xiaoxiao's face. That was not from the bottom of his heart. Although she was smiling, he was not really happy.

The meal ended in a blissful one.

Han Yong and Mo Xiaoxiao had a small battle over the meat. No one knew how they started it, but their chopsticks were stuck in the air, unwilling to let the other side pick up the meat.

Xiao Meng Han looked at him with a smile, but didn't say anything. She picked up the last piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

"Hmm, the taste is pretty good."

Han Yong and Mo Xiaoxiao looked at each other.

Xiao Meng Han ate two bowls of rice, and recently, when he was cooking, his appetite was good. He had also gained a bit of weight, so Han Yong teased Xiao Meng Han: "Meng Han, you should lose some weight now, or else you'll continue to develop." Han Yong did not finish his sentence.

Xiao Menghan ignored Han Yong and turned around to ask Mo Xiaoxiao, "Do you like men to grow fat?"

"I don't raise pigs."

"Pu," Han Yong spat out the food in his mouth.

Xiao Menghan glared at Han Yong and silently put down his chopsticks. Afterwards, he carried a cup of water to sit in the living room.

Han Yong looked at Mo Xiaoxiao who was eating with her chopsticks and then looked at the silent Xiao Meng Han. Although she looked calm on the outside, Han Yong knew that Xiao Meng Han had been shocked.

"You, just now?"

"Who told him to take away the last piece of Red Braised Meat." Mo Xiaoxiao only ate two pieces in total. It was very hard for her to cook these.

Han Yong's mouth was wide open. It turned out that Mo Xiaoxiao was still thinking about this.

But as he regained his senses, Han Yong discovered that in just a few days, the attitude he had towards Xiao Meng Han had completely changed. They had the feeling of a family member.

Washing dishes had always been Xiao Menghan's favorite thing to do. A CEO wearing a suit was washing dishes in the kitchen. When Han Yong saw this, he felt that it was eye-catching. He wanted to help, but he was stopped by Silent Dye.

Mo Xiaoxiao gave Han Yong a cup of tea. She stood at the entrance of the kitchen, ordering Xiao Menghan while she drank. Where was the place that was dirty? Where was the need to wipe it?

Xiao Meng Han's expression did not show any signs of joy or anger, but she did as she was told.

"Xiao Yan, you and Meng Han?"

"We agreed two days ago that he would help me wash the dishes while I cook. I don't need his help with anything else." Silent Dye didn't like washing dishes. It was greasy. It was fine to let her cook and clean the table, but she just didn't want to wash the dishes.

Seeing that Xiao Menghan was almost done washing up, Mo Xiaoxiao turned around and walked into the living room.

When she passed by Han Yong, he clearly saw the glistening teardrops in her eyes.

Han Yong didn't say anything. It was only later that he found out about it from Xuan Peng.

When Mo Xiaoxiao and Xuan Peng were together, Xuan Peng washed the dishes. He didn't want her hands to touch something greasy. That way, her hands would quickly become rough.

A SUV was parked 200 meters away from the mansion, and two figures were sitting inside the SUV.

Liang Heyuan, an older Chinese man with a beard, and Willis, a young man with green eyes and blond hair in his thirties, were sitting in the passenger seat with an open computer on his knee.

"Dr. Liang, you're saying that CEO Xiao Menghan really lives here?"

Liang Heyuan adjusted the binoculars in his eyes and carefully observed the villa area.

He watched as a young and beautiful girl walked out of the villa. Standing under the sunlight, she raised her head and spoke to Han Yong who had just walked out from behind her. Liang Heyuan did not see Xiao Meng Han's figure at all.

There was only one article in the magazine that reported Xiao Meng Han, and the introductions were very general. Liang He went to look for that magazine, and they said that the female staff member who interviewed Xiao Meng Han was found by the Xiao Group. Liang He was very interested in this female staff member, Mo Xiaoxiao.

"Willings, bring me the picture of that Silent Dye."

"Alright." He tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and soon a resume appeared on the computer screen.

In the upper left corner, there was a big picture of a girl.

Willings zoomed in on the picture, then turned the screen in Liang's direction. "Doctor, that's enough."

Liang Heyuan turned his head and saw that the girl's profile picture on the screen was exactly the same as the girl in the mansion who was talking to Han Yong.

It seemed that even if Xiao Meng Han didn't live in this villa, it must be very important.

The telescope turned in the direction of Liang He Yuan's hand, reflecting the sunlight. A ray of light streaked across the woods where the SUV was located.

Xiao Meng Han was carrying a cup of coffee towards the door when he suddenly stopped and stared at the forest not far away from the villa.

That flash just now was really strange, as if it was some reflection from a mirror.

Xiao Meng Han remained silent as she turned around and went to the study on the second floor. There, he took out a telescope from the cabinet and stood behind the curtain. He adjusted the focus and quickly found the SUV.

The SUV didn't have a license plate, so it looked very ordinary.

Xiao Meng Han took out her phone and called Han Yong. Inside the binoculars, the off-road car had already started to drive away from the villa.