C7

"Are you going to the airport now?" After getting into the taxi, Song Haojun asked sarcastically.

"..." "Back to the hotel." Han Tianning pursed his lips and answered obediently.

"Oh? You're not going back? " Song Haojun sneered, "Didn't he just turn around in the afternoon and leave just like that?"

"That... I want to ask you a favor. " Han Tianning coughed lightly as he mustered his courage to speak.

Song Haojun raised his eyebrows as he looked at her. So this woman had always been so humble because she had something to ask of him.

"Mm …" Can you lend me three hundred thousand? " Han Tianning had no choice but to turn to him. She thought about it in the police station for a long time, and although Linda was a good person, but last time she said that all the money was invested in real estate and she didn't have any spare money.

The boss was always like an elder, knowing that she wanted so much money. Even if he told the truth, he would still worry about what had happened and ask his father about it at the first possible moment.

No matter what, it was not safe, so he could only see if he could borrow it from the people beside him.

After Han Tianning said this, he kept his head lowered, waiting uneasily for his answer.

Song Haojun remained silent for a long time, causing Han Tianning to feel extremely anxious. He knew that asking him to borrow money was extremely rude. Even if she was a good friend for several years, with this much money, no one would immediately agree.

"I will return it to you as soon as possible." Han Tianning raised his head, looking pleadingly at Song Haojun.

"Why do you need so much money?" 300 thousand was nothing to Song Haojun. According to his current value, he would only be back after a half an hour of trading. He just wanted to know why this girl needed so much money for a single trip to the police station.

"The mother of a friend of mine needs an operation." Han Tianning looked at him expectantly as he gathered up his courage and said, "Tomorrow at 9 o'clock, there will be an operation, so …" "Please …"

"Oh." No longer asking any further, there was no expression on Song Hao's handsome face, only a strange smile hidden in his black eyes.

"Little Jun, life is in the hands of the heavens. Only you can help me now, please." Since Han Tianning had already spoken, he must borrow the money.

In her opinion, Song Haojun could spend up to a million yuan in a day to shop, and it was said that the boss took him out of Song restaurant and ate three hundred thousand yuan. To him, three hundred thousand yuan was nothing.

Buying a few less limited edition dress shoes would save the next person, who would probably help him.

"Why should I help you?" Song Haojun spoke leisurely, looking at the night scenery outside, he asked indifferently.

"I will return it to you, plus the interest …" Han Tianning looked at him anxiously.

"Interest? "How about this, 10% of the monthly interest rate." Song Haojun said casually.

"What?" Do you use usury or robbery? "

Ten percent? Heavens, even though her math was a bit lacking, she was still able to imagine that with her own ability, she would have to struggle with just three hundred thousand yuan in interest.

"What kind of tone is that? This attitude, is it borrowing money from someone? " Song Haojun shot her a cold glance, crossed his arms in front of his chest, "It's not like I can't spend too much money. Three hundred thousand gold coins to support a poor primary school is still a large amount."

Han Tianning kept having the feeling that there was more to his words when he heard her words, but the situation was critical and she couldn't afford to overthink things.

"Sorry, I was too excited just now, but … Ten percent interest... "It's too high …" Han Tianning gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "My salary plus my bonus is less than 30,000 yuan a month …"

As Song Haojun looked out of the window, his lips formed a mocking smile, but he didn't say anything.

"How about this …" I can pay three thousand a month as interest... "How about … 5000 …" Han Tianning thought about it again and again. Her monthly salary was over 9000 yuan. In addition to the bonus and pay, she could still support her boyfriend.

After Zhang Qi worked, the two of them could slowly save money to pay back the three hundred thousand yuan capital.

"It seems that his life is really in danger." Song Haojun lazily raised his hand to cover his face, lazily leaning against the chair as he spoke.

"Really? Little Jun, please …" Han Tianning really needed that money. Wasn't it almost time for surgery? If no money is raised, the operation will be delayed.

She knew how important it was to gain time for heart surgery, so her only reliance now was on this man who looked cold.

"Please, help me once, I will remember to repay you." Han Tianning was only speaking the truth, but she didn't know how childish and laughable these words sounded to Song Haojun.

Return? Do people these days still remember to repay and be grateful?

"Tell me, how are you going to repay me?" Song Haojun lazily spoke. His voice had a very special quality to it. It was naturally graceful, carrying a trace of charm and sexiness.

This type of standing on the stage lazily singing jazz or beating the electronic drum, will be overwhelming.

No wonder he had so many fans and fans.

Fortunately, Han Tianning had already trained his eyes and willpower to be impervious to poisons. She only looked at Song Haojun for a bit before calming down and saying, "In the future, no matter what happens to you, I will immediately stand by your side and support you …"

"Are you cursing me?" These words didn't have the slightest level of skill, Song Haojun wrinkled his brows in displeasure, it seemed that the little assistant beside him was in a panic.

"No, that's not what I meant …" Han Tianning was truly sweating from anxiety. She kept looking at the car for time as she spoke incoherently. "In any case, whatever you ask for, as long as I can fulfill it …"

"Oh?" A devilish smile suddenly appeared on his lips. Song Haojun stretched out his hand to grasp Han Tianning's round chin. In the narrow space of the carriage, he sized her up with narrowed eyes.

This was the third time he looked carefully at her face. Although her facial features were ordinary, they were still delicate and pretty, with smooth white skin, clear black and white eyes, sharp and bright eyes, and bright pink lips. According to traditional Chinese medicine, this girl's internal organs were all very good.

He wondered if the female artists in the company had the same bright eyes and red lips after taking off their makeup, and were looking forward to it.

Han Tianning was suddenly seized by the chin and forced to look at him in amusement. His heart suddenly trembled. What was he trying to do? Although this man was very handsome, she wasn't willing to make excessive demands!

Song Haojun looked at her somewhat evasively, suddenly thinking of that day when he was ill, and forcefully kissed her.

Speaking of which, the herself who was seriously obsessed with cleanliness didn't seem to hate the smell of her.

The tip of his nose was pointed at her face, and Song Haojun once again smelled the delicate fragrance emitted from her skin. The fragrance of rouge and perfume on those women's bodies was completely different. This natural fragrance made him not reject it.

"You smell good." As his voice turned hoarse, Song Haojun looked at his jade-like skin as he spoke.

Han Tianning, who was already scared of him, felt goosebumps all over his body after hearing his words. He immediately stepped back and stammered, "Erm …" Food can affect a person's body taste, adjust the diet, eat more alkaline vegetables and fruits, and you can also have a fresh body taste … "

"His skin is also in good condition." Interrupting her, Song Haojun continued.

Han Tianning wanted to retreat. Although she was in need of money, she would never sell her body out.

"Actually, everything can be adjusted. In the future, as long as you follow my diet and exercise properly, you can maintain a good state of mind. You …" Hello... Please have some self-respect! " Han Tianning already realized that the two were in an unnatural position. Unknowingly, she was already about to be overwhelmed by Song Haojun.

Hearing her scream, a look of displeasure flashed in Song Haojun's black eyes. He immediately let go of her and elegantly sat up, looking out of the window, as if nothing had happened.

"Song Haojun …" Seeing him suddenly looking out the window with a look of silence, Han Tianning bit his lip and said, "I can promise you many things, but I won't sell out my soul and body. Besides that …"

"Hmm?" As if he didn't hear her words, Song Haojun slightly turned his head, letting out a curious nasal voice.

"I mean... You can put forward other conditions... " Han Tianning gritted his teeth. If it really didn't work out, then she'd think of something else.

"What did you say about the body? Can you say it again? " Song Haojun's eyes swept across her face, and a trace of a smile was hidden in his black eyes as he asked.

"I won't sell my body and soul for three hundred thousand." Han Tianning repeated the words clearly, his expression firm and just.

"Body? Soul? Who wants your body and soul? " A hint of mockery appeared in his eyes. Song Haojun felt like laughing because of her expression. Was she delusional?

Although she was indeed a very rare healthy woman.

"That... "Just now, you …" When Han Tianning saw the mockery and indifference in Li Feiyu's eyes, he realized that he had misunderstood Li Feiyu. His face and ears immediately flushed red, and his expression turned into one of embarrassment.

"It's fine to borrow money, but that depends on your performance." Squinting his black eyes, seeing her embarrassment and uneasiness, he decided that Song Haojun didn't want to entertain her any longer.

"Appearance? "How did you do it?" Han Tianning asked in surprise.

As the car drove up to the hotel, Song Haojun smiled as if he had gotten away with something, and the dejected Han Tianning got off the car.

"That... Must we sign the contract? " Han Tianning stood in the presidential suite and asked, feeling depressed as he took out a pen and paper.

"Of course, what if you go back on your word?" Song Haojun stared at her as he sat on the sofa.

"But... I have to obey the company, so... " Han Tianning was in a really difficult situation. For the 300,000 yuan, during the period she was his assistant, she had to completely obey Song Haojun's orders, which made her somewhat hesitant.

Although Song Haojun said that he wouldn't ask for too much, as long as she didn't interfere with his privacy, he wouldn't force her to do anything about his work.

Even so, as a star assistant, it was impossible not to step into his space at all.

"300,000 RMB, as long as I type in a string of numbers at the bank, I can perform the operation in time." Song Haojun said as he opened his phone.

"Good …" I write, however, that you must abide by the company's arrangements and rules, and I personally will not have any opinion on your conduct. " Han Tianning thought for a bit. According to what Song Haojun said, while he was his assistant, she wouldn't interfere with his freedom. When she returned to the company in two days, she could ask her boss for a different artist and never look at his face again.

In that case, she only needed to return 300,000 yuan to him within three years.

Weren't they just trying to hold it in for the past few days? She should be able to do it.

"Also, this matter must be kept a secret. It cannot be leaked out." Han Tianning added.

"You can write it all down in the contract. I don't care." Song Haojun originally didn't place this three hundred thousand in his eyes. He just didn't like this woman controlling him from all angles.

After signing an inequality treaty, Song Haojun agreed to transfer 300,000 yuan, but when he saw the name and card number Han Tianning gave him, his eyes darkened. Suddenly, he didn't want to lend the 300,000 yuan to her.

Because the corresponding name of the card number was Zhang Qi.

This man, if she remembered correctly, was the boyfriend she had written about in her diary.

He didn't know why a man would ask his girlfriend for so much money. In his eyes, even if it was a matter of life and death, a man shouldn't want a woman's money.

In short, at this moment, he was extremely disgusted with this man with glasses. Although he hadn't formally met him before, Song Haojun didn't have any good feelings towards this kind of man who asked a woman for money.

"Hey, are you trying to go back on your word?" Han Tianning saw that Song Haojun suddenly hesitated, and immediately took out that handwritten contract, "You have also signed it, you cannot go back on your word."

Song Haojun looked at her for a moment, then entered the last password, and then clicked to confirm the transfer.

"Little Jun, thank you. I will abide by our agreement and return the money to you as soon as possible." Only then did Han Tianning let out a breath of relief. He immediately picked up his rechargeable phone and dialed Zhang Qi's number.

"Zhang Qi, a sum of money has already been transferred to your account. You can check it out in two hours." Han Tianning excitedly said to Zhang Qi, unaware that Song Haojun's cold eyes were sweeping over her body.

"Right... "You don't have to worry about that …" Han Tianning suddenly hesitated a bit. She took off the charger and rushed back to her room with the phone in hand. Closing the door, she continued to speak to Zhang Qi, "It was Song Haojun who called, but …" "It's not what you think. We're just the relationship between an artist and an assistant."

"..." I didn't work with him for a few days, and my relationship wasn't as deep as you say. " Han Tianning did not expect Zhang Qi to actually question her relationship with Song Haojun, "But life is in the hands of the heavens. Moreover, three hundred thousand was only a small sum to him … "He is not the cold type you think he is …"

Song Haojun was leaning against the door to Han Tianning's room, listening to the vague sounds coming from within. In his black eyes, there seemed to be an invisible block of ice.

He had always felt that the man called Zhang Qi was very strange, asking his girlfriend for such a large sum of money to save her, then actually questioning his girlfriend's innocence …

At this point, he should focus on the operation, not on the vinegar.

Han Tianning was a little tired from his explanation. This was the first time she realized how jealous Zhang Qi was. In the past, they often made love at school, but when many boys made love to her, Zhang Qi had never been jealous. He had only kept on praising his girlfriend, which was why he had attracted so many suitors.

However, after graduation, the two of them had been separated for a long time. He had a bad temper and always suspected that she had some sort of relationship with those handsome guys.

Now that he thought about it, Zhang Qi didn't show that much jealousy in the past, but he liked to ask about how his new artiste was doing and how his work was going.

Han Tianning had already explained everything that he needed to. She didn't want to waste her breath on this, so after he received the money, he texted her, took good care of his old mother, and hung up the phone.

It was already around 9 PM. Han Tianning opened the door and saw Song Haojun standing in front of the flower rack near her door, as if he was studying the green lilies.

"Little Jun, should we go rest?" Han Tianning asked habitually at this time.

However, Song Haojun didn't pay any attention to her, and continued to stare at the green luo, not moving at all.

"Then... "Whatever you want …" Han Tianning suddenly thought of the contract he had just signed. Hungry and tired, she walked to the kitchen side and looked at the instant bowl in the trash can. Her brow creased. This man eats all the junk food.

Didn't he have dinner with the director tonight and talk about the script?

It seemed like he hadn't appeared yet.

Look, as long as he didn't have an assistant by his side, with Song Haojun's free will, he wouldn't be able to work properly.

Han Tianning saw him standing silently like a log in front of the flower racks, too lazy to pay any more attention to him even though his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Han Tianning found something edible from the fridge, heated it up, and beat an egg. Very quickly, the fragrance of fried rice spread out and Song Haojun unconsciously stroked his stomach.

Speaking of which, the rice she cooked tasted much better than the instant noodles.

But... That woman actually wolfed down her food without even asking him if he wanted to eat.

Although he wasn't hungry, he smelled the fragrance of the rice and wanted to have a bite to eat.

It felt good to fill my stomach with something hot. Han Tianning was currently happily eating, pretending not to notice the displeasure in Song Haojun's eyes.

She had even been forced to sign those kinds of contracts, not interfering in any of his spaces, so she didn't care if she ate or didn't eat.

From a professional point of view, Han Tianning felt very guilty, because her task was to take responsibility for everything, including her health.

After he finished eating, Han Tianning tidied up the tableware and rubbed his stomach to rest. After a moment, he saw Song Haojun practicing dancing in the large mirror.

"Xiao Jun," Han Tianning wanted to ask him to go to bed, but thinking of the contract he just signed, he could only swallow his words. He stood by the door and asked with a smile, "Do you want to disinfect your bathroom?"

"Of course." Do you still want to ask such a question?

"About that, before I disinfect you, can I use your bathtub to soak in a bath?" Han Tianning hastened to add when he saw Tang Wulin's sexy and casual tap dance, "I'll wipe it clean afterwards."

"Hm." Finally, Song Haojun made a single sound.

There was a bathroom outside the presidential suite, but there was no massage bathtub. The assistant was probably too tired today so she wanted to take a bath to relax.

"Great, thank you!" He didn't expect that today's conversation between Song Haojun and Han Tianning would be so easy. Han Tianning revealed a pleasantly surprised smile, and quickly guaranteed, "I definitely won't leave a single strand of hair inside."

As he watched her carry the clothes into the bathroom, Song Haojun changed the music into a gentle piano piece. He turned around and walked to the sofa, casually flipping through an English magazine, a bit absent-minded.

Han Tianning rarely took a bath in a hotel bathtub, but today she was too tired and needed a hot bath to relieve her fatigue.

After sprinkling the rose petals into the bathtub, Han Tianning tested the temperature of the water and carefully stepped in. The warm water contained her tired body and made her sigh softly. It was really too comfortable. She almost forgot her worries.

But today, for some reason, Song Haojun's mood was extremely uncomfortable, especially after seeing Han Tianning borrow money for Zhang Qi, his heart felt as if it had swallowed a fly.

The fact that she took over the bathroom made Song Haojun feel quite unhappy. He regretted not rejecting her.

Although she didn't hate the smell of her body, but a woman's body structure was different from a man's. He would feel very dirty.

This thought made Song Haojun unable to sit still again. He threw away the magazine in his hand and felt the urge to rush in and pull her out of the bathtub.

At this moment, Han Tianning's cell phone rang. Originally, Song Haojun wouldn't answer her phone, but the phone kept ringing, causing him to feel even more agitated.

As he entered her bedroom, he reached out to pick up his phone and saw the words "Zhang Qi" written on it. Song Haojun's anger was even greater, he immediately pressed the answer button and said in a heavy tone, "Hello."

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment. When he heard that it was a man's voice, which sounded exceptionally magnetic, he thought that he had dialed the wrong number. "This …" Isn't that Ning Ning Ning's phone number? "

"Ning?" "It's Ning Ning." A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on Song Hao's face as he gently said: "She is currently bathing, do you want me to give her my phone?"

"No …" No need... "Wait, wait …" Hearing this, Zhang Qi almost couldn't sit still. What level had the two of them reached when he gave his phone to Tianning for a bath?

Zhang Qi had only called to say a few considerate words to his girlfriend because he had too many doubts and felt sorry for Han Tianning.

But what was the situation now?

Hearing the incoherent words coming from the other side, Song Hao almost laughed out loud. He wanted to tease him again: "It's okay, she's taking a bath. She's not interrupting the call."

"You all … Both of you... "What's the relationship?" The veins on Zhang Qi's forehead were about to pop out, he immediately shouted, "She's my girlfriend, I've never even touched her, you …"

"Ah?" Are you her boyfriend? I'm sorry, we're just working. She's just taking care of me, so don't worry about me. " Song Haojun said, "How about this, I'll give her my phone. Tell her …"

The more he said that, the angrier Zhang Qi became. He couldn't believe that his girlfriend was that close to other men.

Yeah, he really was childish. How could a man who he had known for only a few days lend Han Tianning 300,000 yuan so easily?

Although Song Haojun was rich, he was still a high and mighty figure. If he didn't have any close relationship with Han Tianning, then what right did he have to lend her so much money?

"Pa!" Zhang Qi locked his hands on the mechanism and fiercely threw it onto the ground. His parents, who were in the room next door, were shocked and hurried over to ask what was going on.

As he held the phone, his mood suddenly improved.

After Han Tianning finished washing the bathtub, he walked out wearing his nightgown. Seeing that Song Haojun was still practicing the dance for his new album, she felt relieved, because she didn't want to let him nag her about using his bathtub.

"Little Jun, it's already past 10. Don't practice anymore, go to sleep early."

Han Tianning said in a very 'gentle' manner.

"Hm." With the same nasal voice, Song Haojun stopped and took a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, "Has the bathtub been washed clean?"

If he hadn't seen her so tired today, he wouldn't have let her soak in his bathtub.

"It's clean, I used the disinfectant!" Hearing his words, Han Tianning immediately said.

"You'd better not let me see your hair inside." Song Haojun's face was still as cold as before, as he walked into the bathroom.

Han Tianning let out a long sigh of relief, unable to believe how Song Haojun let him go so easily today.

Perhaps it was his conscience that discovered that he was angry because he was so tired.

Song Haojun was lying in the bathtub. Sometimes, he had to take a bath many times a day because he couldn't tolerate the smell of his own sweat.

The bathtub had indeed been washed clean, not even a single strand of hair remained, but Song Haojun still felt that it had the scent of a woman.

Just as Song Haojun was feeling restless, an earth-shattering knocking sound came from outside the door.

No matter how good Han Tianning's mental state was, he still couldn't control the rage that made him want to kill someone. No wonder Song Haojun was so 'tolerant' towards him. So it was because he did something even more disgusting and dirty.

Just now, Han Tianning received a call from Linda asking about the money, but Han Tianning gave it away in a perfunctory manner. What followed was an unread text message sent by Zhang Qi. The message was: You lied to my feelings.

She hurriedly made a call. In Zhang Qi's fury, she found out that Song Haojun had picked up her phone and said some vague words, causing him to misunderstand.

Zhang Qi didn't even listen to her explanation, which made Han Tianning extremely angry.

How could Song Haojun casually pick up someone's private phone, and even say such irresponsible words!

"Song Haojun, come out and explain yourself!" Han Tianning wished he could kick the door open. She really didn't expect that someone like Song Haojun would make such a prank.

"Peng!" Song Haojun pulled open the door, causing Han Tianning to stop knocking. Han Tianning then slapped his chest, which was still steaming with droplets of water.

"What do you want me to explain?" When he said those cold words, coupled with his cold expression, the current Song Haojun had a tense expression, as if he was in quite a bad mood.

But because his chest was touched by her soft and tender palm, it gave him a strange feeling of numbness, softening his anger of wanting to kill.

"What did you say to my boyfriend?" Han Tianning hastily retracted his hand and asked with a straight face as he raised his head. His handsome face was still dripping wet.

Although the scene of a beautiful man coming out of the bath was exceptionally seductive, Han Tianning was not in the mood to appreciate it.

"Oh, you're in the shower. I picked up a phone for you and asked him if he wanted to talk to you." With a simple sentence, Song Haojun looked at her pink-lipped face and said.

He hated being disturbed when he was resting, especially when he was in a hot bath and was being forced to wake up.

"Do you know that your words are irresponsible?" Han Tianning saw his nonchalant expression and took a deep breath, trying his best to remain calm. "Perhaps you think joking around is very interesting, but have you thought that it would ruin my relationship with him …"

"If your relationship is good, then he will believe what you said. Why do you need me to explain?" Song Haojun wiped off his wet hair, still maintaining a nonchalant expression, but if Han Tianning had been a bit more sensitive at this moment, he would definitely have sensed his danger.

"It's precisely because they care about each other that they let their imaginations run wild!" Han Tianning clenched her teeth, completely unable to make sense of the situation. In her fury, she had no idea that the current Song Haojun could easily tear her to shreds. "You have to explain to him clearly …"

"I refuse such a boring explanation." Song Haojun's gaze turned slightly sinister, carrying a trace of arrogance. He dangerously leaned close to Han Tianning, his gaze somewhat greedily lingering on her rosy red lips.

"You …" Han Tianning was about to speak when her cell phone rang again. Seeing that it was Linda, she suppressed her anger and went to the window to pick up the phone.

When Song Haojun saw her turn around and walk to a corner, he suddenly let out a breath of relief. Wrapping himself in a bath towel, he expressionlessly went back to his room.

So it turned out that Linda was still worried, so she called to ask. After Han Tianning finished dealing with Linda, he looked at the closed door of Song Haojun's room. He scratched his head in annoyance and threw his phone to the side.

She hated irresponsible jokes!

The next morning, Han Tianning had already prepared breakfast for Song Haojun. He was sitting on the sofa, holding his cell phone as he opened WeChat for a meeting.

Her mood had adjusted. No matter what happened, no matter how long she slept, her life would continue, and she would spend the day in the best state of mind.

Song Haojun opened the door with two dark circles under his eyes, smelling the fragrance of breakfast.

"Good morning!" Hearing this sound, Han Tianning turned his head and saw Song Haojun walking out of his room with an exhausted look on his face, greeting him with a smile.

However, Song Haojun didn't even glance at her, directly walking towards the dining table.

After getting used to his smelly personality, Han Tianning shrugged and continued looking at his phone.

Because of last night's agreement, she didn't wake him up an hour earlier today to run, but someone's face looked even worse, as if they hadn't slept well.

Song Haojun looked at his tired face in the mirror. He didn't sleep well last night because he was actually thinking about his assistant's rosy lips. He also thought about that annoying boyfriend of his and couldn't sleep at all.

His eyes were sore now, and when he saw the little woman who was having a conference on her cell phone, he finally no longer had the intense desire he had last night. He just wanted a nutritious breakfast and a good rest.

Han Tianning finally ended his company meeting and walked over to sit at the dining table in front of Song Haojun, sizing up this abnormally handsome man.

"Have you seen enough?" Song Haojun ate his breakfast in a slow and unhurried manner. Suddenly raising his eyes, he caught sight of her that didn't have enough time to slip away, and coldly said this.

"Little Jun, did you not rest well?" Han Tianning only cared about his health. Last night, he seemed to have a fever, and this morning he was so dispirited. She was worried that he might be sick.

Before going back to the company to change assistants, she still had to do her job. She absolutely could not let the company's money lender get sick.

Song Haojun didn't want to answer her question, so he lowered his head and continued to eat his breakfast.

"Is there something wrong with your body?" Han Tianning continued asking.

Pah! Putting down her chopsticks, she swallowed the last mouthful of food. Song Haojun stared at her gloomily, and said word by word, "I'm feeling very well. Do you really want me to get sick?!"

Seriously, he lost all his appetite after being asked by her.

"I didn't mean that …" Han Tianning wanted to say something but hesitated. He really didn't understand why this fellow was so hostile towards other people's good intentions.

Regardless, he had probably been in the entertainment circle for too long and had delusional thoughts about being killed. Seeing the impatience on his face, Han Tianning immediately changed the subject.

"There's a special interview these few days. I will contact the person in charge over there today and set a time for it. "There's also a talk show. I'll organize the information for you tonight …"

Song Haojun pulled his dining chair back and walked to the edge of the balcony, looking out at the bright sun.

"Help me clean the room." Finally, Song Haojun walked to the side of the sofa, looking at Han Tianning who was clearing the dining table.

He was worried about the hotel staff cleaning his own room.

It was said that these people used a towel to clean their toilets and water glasses.

Song Haojun enjoyed his breakfast. He sat on the sofa and wrote and painted. In each of his albums, half of the songs were composed by himself. He liked the original music and sang his own songs, so he would have a better emotional commitment.

The sunlight shone through the window with white muslin covering it. Song Haojun suddenly felt that living in this hotel like this was quite comfortable.

Every morning it was like this: a little maid had prepared breakfast for him, and he did not have to wake up in the early hours of the morning with a phone call to go to bed, nor did he have to work until four or five in the morning.

The premise was that the annoying female assistant should not arbitrarily set his time.

As Song Haojun saw the 'little maid' coming in and out of the house, he was surprised to see that she was actually a very virtuous person. He suddenly thought of the words that Zhang Qi blurted out last night, "I haven't touched her body yet."

The smile in his eyes widened. Ha, there's actually such a pure little girl in the entertainment circle. How rare.

A few days ago, he had thought that she had disguised herself as a pure little girl just to attract his attention. However, looking at the loan she had made yesterday, she had a very good relationship with her boyfriend.

Song Haojun suddenly changed his mind. Since he already signed the contract, he had to let the boss keep this annoying assistant by his side.

Oh, yes. As long as he doesn't have any ideas, in all fairness, although this assistant is a bit strict at work, she has taken good care of his life and her cooking skills are also not bad …

Just as Song Haojun lazily took the initiative to call the boss, Han Tianning opened the door to his room. As he picked up the phone, he opened the notebook on the table in the living room, concentrating on arranging Song Haojun's exclusive interview.

Song Haojun sat on the sofa, his eyes falling on the busy Han Tianning beside him. Her back was facing him, already changing into a casual set of clothes.

No wonder she didn't seem like an assistant. It was because she didn't have the sophisticated temperament of an assistant.

That was why she felt even more unsatisfied with her control and 'oppression'. She felt that she was being restricted by a little girl who was like a high school student. It was simply too embarrassing.

"No, the cooperation was quite enjoyable. She cooked me very well." Song Haojun lightly said, "... No matter, as a young person, there is always a bit of stutter, but in general, Assistant Han is responsible for her work, has a clear relationship with her, and is a kind person. We got along very well. "