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This sudden and extremely magnetic voice entered Han Yi'er's ears, causing her to freeze for a moment …

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No matter who it is, please help me! The man in front of him was around 40 years old with short hair. He was wearing a well-groomed suit, and his eyes were filled with spirit. He had a high nose bridge and sexy lips. He exuded the temperament of a mature and steady man. Han Yi'er quickly wiped away the tears on her face and extended her traumatized hands to hold onto the man's arms tightly, "I want to go into the apartment to find someone. I'm not a bad person, can you please bring me in?" Her words sounded incoherent, as if she was asking for help from anyone at the end of the road.

Struggling, she was still making her final stand against fate!

When the man saw this, he laughed with a gentle expression. "Hehe, I am also here to find a friend. Come with me."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Han Yi'er would be extremely excited if she had even a glimmer of hope. When she noticed that her dirty hands were grabbing onto the man's suit, she hurriedly let go of it and lowered her head in guilt, "Sorry, I dirtied your clothes."

The man elegantly shook his head and pulled Han Yi'er, who was sitting on the ground, out of his pocket and handed her a white handkerchief.

There was righteousness and evil, there was good and evil, there was good and bad, those who had evil hearts would have good hearts. The heavens were not heartless, they left a window for themselves as they closed the door …

Han Yi'er nodded gratefully as she received the handkerchief. She then followed the elegant and noble middle-aged man into the apartment …

When the snobbish security guard saw the man enter, his eyes immediately lit up. He nodded and greeted, "Chairman Fang." When his gaze shifted to Han Yi'er, who was standing behind Director Fang, his forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Director Fang placed both of his hands in his pockets, completely ignoring the security guard's flattery. He turned around and gently looked at Han Yi'er who was behind him, "Miss, which floor are you going to?"

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the guard's astonishment. He was listening to how the guard addressed the man, this man should be a big shot. No wonder when he first saw the man, he felt that the man was talking elegantly and had an extraordinary temperament. He raised his head and smiled gratefully. "Thank you. I will do it myself." He reached out and pressed the button on the 18th level.

In the enclosed elevator, the atmosphere was clearly somewhat awkward. The man's white handkerchief had already been stained by his own filth. "Sir …"

"You …"

Han Yi'er and Director Fang said in unison. The two of them looked at each other for a moment before smiling awkwardly.

"You first." Director Fang bowed like a gentleman.

"This handkerchief has already been stained by me. I'm sorry …" He handed out the handkerchief with both hands. His expression was one of embarrassment.

"Hur hur." Director Fang did not accept the handkerchief. Instead, he gracefully took out a name card from his pocket and handed it over to her. "This way, you can return it to me after you clean it."

Han Yi'er was stunned as she felt that something was amiss. However, she still took Director Fang's name card.

At that moment, the elevator stopped on the 18th floor. After stepping out of the elevator, he bowed deeply towards the interior to express his gratitude.

The elevator door closed and he raised his head to look at the business card in his hand …

"Pyncheon" international real estate executive chairman...

Fang Heng!

He had heard of this name many times when he was working at the company and drinking with "The Heavens and the Earth". At that time, he was still very curious about this person and thought that he should be very old.

Now that he thought about it, this apartment seemed to belong to the Pyncheon family, no wonder the security guard was so afraid of this man.

and so on...

As she raised her head to look at the numbers displayed on the elevator, Han Yi'er was startled and reacted. Director Fang followed her to the elevator, but he didn't press any numbers. Now that he was out of the elevator, the elevator slowly descended to the first floor …

He …

Was he helping him on purpose? Fang Heng's excessive help filled Han Yi'er with suspicion and curiosity …

Forget it, maybe if he wasn't paying attention, he would get off the elevator, or maybe the director was sending him off out of politeness. He stopped thinking and put the card and handkerchief in his pocket.

He looked around the corridor. Lin Yuze's room number seemed to be …

Right here, Room 1808!

His hands trembled a little as he squeezed the lyrics in his hands. He took a deep breath. "Ding dong, Ding dong."

After a moment, the door slowly opened, but the person who opened it …

Han Yi'er was stunned as she stared at the woman in front of her …

This woman was …

The Red starlet Mia! He was also recognized by the entertainment circle as the supreme beauty, the dream lover of men!

Had he made a mistake? Or …

"Mia and Director Lin are in a secret relationship?" "Hello." Han Yi'er calmed down a little and politely bowed: "May I ask if this is Lin Yuze's home, Director Lin?"

"Yes, wait …" Mia forced a smile and closed the door.

Not long after, the room's door was opened again. This time, it was Lin Yuze who opened the door!

Seeing Han Yi'er standing outside the door, Lin Yuze's serious face immediately darkened. "Miss Han, you're really capable. You actually came to my house?" Don't you know that this is my private time? "

It was not surprising for such a private and public person to not like outsiders to intrude into his private life. It was his fault that he made such an abrupt visit, making Director Lin feel that whether it was due to his thick skin or poor character, this was his last struggle!

Lin Yuze's furious roar reverberated through the silent corridor. Han Yi'er couldn't help feeling some fear, but since she was already here, she definitely couldn't turn back so easily! " Director Lin, I know it's impolite to do this, but I still hope you can give me a chance. "

She looked pleadingly at Lin Yuze, but he wasn't moved at all. Frowning, he said, "I've already told you very clearly on the phone that there won't be any more chances to talk!" Peng! He slammed the door shut and mercilessly shut Han Yi'er outside.

Gritting her lips, she raised her hand. "Dong, dong, dong, dong …" This time, she was determined to not die. No matter what, she had to let Lin Yuze see the lyrics! He could not help but knock on the door, "Director Lin..." "Director Lin …"

Ten minutes passed. Han Yi'er's originally injured hands had already become a little numb from clapping on the door. However, she was still unable to change Lin Yuze's expression in the slightest.

He was truly worthy of being the most talented person in the industry. No one could change his unyielding character!

"Director Lin …" "Please give me another chance …" The amount of strength needed to knock on the door gradually decreased to the sound of begging …