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Song Haojun saw the complex look in her eyes, a bit alarmed and a bit panicked, but he still forced himself to stay calm.

Was there a need to be so afraid of me? Why wasn't she like this when she was working?

"This... "What should we do?" Han Tianning lowered his head once again and looked at the handcuffs. "Can you find your friend to open it …" he said in a tone of consultation.

"Assistant Han, are you begging me?" Song Haojun's face was still gloomy, but his anger seemed to have dissipated a bit.

Han Tianning looked at the blue handcuffs. He hadn't expected that man to behave like this.

Being in the same room with a wolf and having his hands cuffed, the consequences could be imagined.

The phone in his room suddenly rang. Song Haojun turned around and walked towards his bedroom, picking up the phone, "Boss? She's back … Yes, I understand … "Okay, I will tell them."

After hanging up the phone, a smile flashed across Song Haojun's lips. He didn't know what he was proud of. After all, it was Han Tianning's fault for all that had happened.

However, when he saw how she was currently panicking, the anger he had held back for a few days had mostly disappeared.

Well, it was still tormenting her, even more than fighting.

Han Tianning was outside, trying various ways to unlock the handcuffs.

Beneath the surface of the fur, it was made of some unknown material. It was a little springy but unusually strong. After busying herself for a long time, she helplessly discovered that if she didn't have the key, she could only ask a professional locksmith for help …

As for Song Haojun, he was leaning against the bed, looking at the disappointed Han Tianning outside and humming a melody.

He found inspiration for the new song.

The title of the song was "The Woman Who Is Handcuffed."

Han Tianning's phone in her skirt pocket kept vibrating. She struggled to take out her phone and saw that it was Zhang Qi's number. She wasn't in the mood to pick up the phone.

"Ning Ning, is the work done yet?" Zhang Qi's voice was very gentle as he asked.

"Nope." Han Tianning answered with difficulty.

"When will it end? I'll take you to the hospital. " Zhang Qi was still unwilling to give up and wanted to bring her to the hospital to complete her mission.

"There's no time today. I'll come over when I have time." Han Tianning said tiredly.

"I'll wait for you. No matter how busy you are, you still have to rest. No matter how busy you are tonight …"

"There's no time tonight!" Han Tianning's usual patience had reached its peak as he raised his voice to emphasize the point.

"You are accompanying Song Haojun …"

"Right, that's right. I have to take care of my artistes. I'm not free tonight!" Han Tianning was furious at his suspicious voice. Combined with the previous mistake at work and the damned handcuffs, she shouted at her boyfriend.

This was the first time Zhang Qi was yelled at by his girlfriend in such a loud manner. His heart skipped a beat, and he actually had a feeling of being afraid.

"Good …" "Then get busy." Not daring to say anything else, Zhang Qi knew that the gentle girl was very angry. He quickly hung up the phone and looked at his parents.

"Ning Ning is still busy with work?" Zhang Mu's mother asked with concern when she saw her son's expression.

Zhang Qi threw his phone on the sickbed and lay down stiffly. He looked at the ceiling, as if he didn't hear his mother's words. He only thought about Han Tianning's current attitude towards him.

As Song Haojun was thinking about the score, he suddenly heard the angry voice of the woman outside. As he continued to listen, he couldn't help but let out a satisfied smile as he heard her last few words.

That was more like it. At least she knew how to take care of herself.

After Han Tianning hung up the phone, he looked at the bedroom door that was wide open and considered if he should call the busy boss or Linda and tell them that he had been cuffed …

If he asked the company for help now, there would probably be no one who would have the time to break through the crowd of reporters, right? He might even become a laughingstock when he went to work the next day.

Han Tianning thought for a moment before quickly dialing the number on his cell phone. If the man does anything wrong to you, immediately press this button and call your boss...

In the absence of any movement from Song Haojun, Han Tianning didn't attempt to open the locked door to his room, but calmly sat on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Although he said that he was closing his eyes to rest, it was actually because he was thinking about the evil influence of this incident.

This time, he was going to hit someone, and it was even in a bar. If the company didn't deal with him well, then his image would be ruined, and his popularity would plummet.

It was all his fault for letting him go out alone because of his own mood. If she had been there, she would have stopped him from acting so willfully.

Song Haojun took out a pen and paper from his bedside table, writing a simple manual. The room was very quiet, and the pen made rustling sounds as it scratched across the paper, carrying with it a sort of leisurely tranquility.

After such a serious incident, everyone in the company was busy for him, but Song Haojun was leisurely writing a new song, as if nothing had happened.

His mood was very relaxed, because across the wall, Han Tianning was suffering from pain …

As the last note fell on the tip of his pen, the haze in Song Haojun's eyes finally disappeared.

Throwing the brush and paper to the side, Song Haojun got off the bed and walked to the room outside. Looking at the small figure in the sand, perhaps due to his carefree creation, his disgust towards Han Tianning dissipated by quite a bit.

Standing beside her, Song Haojun saw the handcuffs on her hands and held his phone tightly.

Because he was too tired, Han Tianning couldn't help but fall asleep as he thought about it. He didn't even know that he was being rudely sized up by Song Haojun.

Her jet-black hair was scattered all over her white cheeks, and her snow-white calves were revealed beneath her skirt. Although her facial features weren't beautiful enough, it still brought back memories of the purest and purest years.

Because she looked just like the girl many boys had secretly fallen in love with in high school.

Moreover, her skin was as white as water tofu, which made people feel that she was a seventeen year old girl with unparalleled youth and high spirits.

However, under the pressure of his mother and family, Song Haojun didn't have any time to rest and learned all sorts of things at the age of seventeen.

Song Haojun looked at her for a long time. Finally, he extended his hand and pulled out the phone in her hand. He immediately turned it off and threw it to the side.

Han Tianning was suddenly awakened by this sound and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Song Haojun's feet.

"What are you going to do?" Han Tianning struggled to sit up because he was shackled. His first sentence was like seeing a sex fiend.

Seeing her pale face, Song Haojun couldn't help but laugh. What was he trying to do?

No matter what he wanted to do, was this woman capable of resisting now?

Originally, he didn't want to do anything to her. He just wanted to turn off his phone and not be woken up by the phone in the middle of the night. However, after seeing her in front of her with her hands in front of her chest, and thinking of that humiliating night, the smile disappeared.

Reaching out to grab the handcuffs on her wrists, Song Haojun ignored her resistance and dragged her into the bedroom.

Once again, he would absolutely not fail, much less be tied down by her.

Han Tianning was thrown onto the bed without a word. His face was deathly pale as he said, "Little Jun, what are you trying to do? Hello... "Don't act recklessly …"

With his hands cuffed, Han Tianning's fighting strength was greatly reduced. He was easily pressed down on the bed by Song Haojun.

"Song Haojun, I've already apologized for what happened that day. If you still haven't vented your anger, I'll have you tie him up for the night and throw him on the floor …" Taking advantage of the moment his hand was slightly removed from his lips, Han Tianning immediately gasped for breath as he spoke.

"Wouldn't that be letting you off easy?" Song Haojun resisted the urge to suddenly attack and calmly said, "Sleeping on the floor is exactly what you want, do you think I would do that?"

"Then what do you want?" Han Tianning saw him suddenly move away from him and immediately saw hope. It seemed like he still had some worries here.

As long as he wasn't drunk, as long as he had some brains, he wouldn't dare to do anything to her, because she had an unusual relationship with Qian Jin.

Han Tianning quickly analyzed the current situation and the slight change in expression on Song Haojun's face. In the end, he came to the conclusion that he just wanted to avenge that day and was not interested in himself at all.

Han Tianning stopped struggling after he withdrew from the group. His pitch-black eyes stared at the handsome man before him, waiting for his response.

"At the very least, I should have let you have a taste of the same shame." Song Haojun took out the belt of his pajamas and threatened, "If you move again, I will … I'll strip you naked. "

Han Tianning sucked in a cold breath, not daring to move. Tears of humiliation welled up in his eyes.

Song Haojun tied up her ankles and calves with a belt. The steps were the same as the one she used to tie herself up that day. She just lacked the bed sheets.

Han Tianning gritted his teeth as he watched in horror as Su Chen took out his cell phone and pointed it at him …

"What are you going to do?" Han Tianning's voice trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, he really wanted to die.

"I seem to have said before, if you don't listen, I will post your nude photos to the forums. Oh, it's fine if you send me your Wechat Moments first." Song Haojun concealed all of his expression.

After storing all the photos and uploading them to his private mailbox, Song Haojun threw his phone to the side and looked at the woman who was glaring at him furiously.

Han Tianning was about to go crazy from anger. She had never been humiliated like this before. If it was possible now, she wanted to kill this man.

And suddenly, Song Haojun reached out his hand and turned off the light.

Han Tianning opened his eyes wide in the darkness, not knowing what else he wanted to do.

However, nothing happened. Song Haojun was just lying beside her. He was very sleepy, and tossed and turned, trying to find a posture he liked. In the end, he finally found a sleeping posture that he liked.

In the morning, the phone kept ringing. Song Haojun grabbed his messy hair and reached out to pick up the phone. He was displeased because he was woken up, "Hello."

Hearing the low and gloomy voice on the other side of the phone, Tang Rui couldn't help but laugh, "Hao Jun, did you sleep well last night? "Hmm, based on your voice, it seems like you didn't rest well …"

"Why the hell are you calling so early?" Song Haojun looked at the time, it was only six o'clock, and couldn't help but curse.

"I'm worried about him, so I'm just concerned about him." Hearing the furious curses, Tang Rui's mood improved, and he stood at the door and said.

Song Haojun's unhappy eyes shifted to Han Tianning. She immediately curled up, her back facing him, without seeing his expression.

"Don't worry about it." After hanging up the phone, he unplugged the phone and sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the curled up little assistant.

After the previous night, she was abnormally exhausted and very obedient. She was like a frightened little rabbit.

Han Tianning had her back facing him, curled up like a kitten. She hadn't slept at all last night, and her ankles were bruised and bruised from the blood, and her feet were cold and numb.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her foot from behind.

Although Han Tianning's hands and feet were already numb, he could feel that Song Haojun was not gentle enough to help her undo her belt.

Song Haojun practically violently tore apart that belt that was tied up, and then got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

When Han Tianning heard him close the bathroom door, he moved his numb limbs. As soon as she tied up her skirt, Song Haojun came out of the bathroom. Han Tianning immediately stood there without moving, pretending to be air.

Song Haojun acted as if he didn't see her actions. He picked up the phone beside the pillow and dialed Tang Rui's number, "Come over here and bring the key over."

"I've been waiting at the door for a long time. You locked it behind you, how are you going to get in?" With a faint smile, Tang Rui leaned on the door and indicated for the waiter carrying the breakfast to step away a bit.

The door opened and Song Haojun glared angrily at Tang Rui. He hated being woken up in the morning, especially when he didn't have any work to do.

Tang Rui swaggered into the room. He looked at the bedroom and said, "Hao Jun, I really can't tell …"

Han Tianning sat on the edge of the bed. Her feet were completely numb, and there was a shocking red mark tied to her ankle by a rope. She had heard the mockery outside and wished she could find a hole to hide in.

A key flew onto the bed, and immediately afterwards, the bedroom door was slammed shut by Song Haojun, leaving an embarrassed Han Tianning kneading his numb feet on the bed.

Undoing the handcuffs, Han Tianning's exhausted face was set ablaze with red eyes.

With his feet finally able to walk, Han Tianning supported himself to the wall and walked into the bathroom. He wiped his face with cold water and slowly walked out of the bedroom. He looked at the two handsome men sitting on the sofa in the suite outside.

Han Tianning clenched his fists and endured the discomfort in his feet. He walked in front of Song Haojun and quickly picked up his phone, using all his strength to throw it on the ground, "Song Haojun, you will pay the price for what you have done!"

Tang Rui's smile froze as he looked at Han Tianning's crazy actions in shock. What was she doing? How could he stomp his limited edition platinum phone, which was Song Haojun's favorite?

After firmly stomping on the phone a few times, Han Tianning picked up the phone that still hadn't cracked due to its excellent quality. He went to the bathroom and threw it into the toilet bowl with unerring force, then pressed the flush switch regardless of whether the phone could flush down or not.

Damn his picture, she vowed. If this man posted his picture online, she would sue him. He would be like this cell phone!

Since such a situation had already occurred, she didn't mind letting his reputation become even worse. At most, she would just accompany him to hell!

"Lord Hao, calm down... Assistant Han might just be trying to help you change a new phone... " Tang Rui pressed down the angry Song Haojun, and his smile turned awkward.

Han Tianning was in the middle of 'washing' his phone in the toilet when he turned around and saw the shadow at the bathroom door.

She raised her chin and coldly looked at Song Haojun.

For a man to bully a girl like this, he must be an idol hero. She must have witnessed the despicable shamelessness of this idol.

"I said Emperor Hao … Breakfast is here, order first. " Tang Rui tightly held onto Song Haojun's arm. He had broadened his horizons. This was the first time he saw Song Haojun's most "arrogant" assistant go crazy.

This was also the first time a woman had treated Song Haojun this way.

In any case, the phone stuck in the toilet had been completely sacrificed …

"Hey, Assistant Han also has some food. There might be a lot of things happening today …" When he tried to persuade the two bombs to go off, Tang Rui started to get annoyed at himself for getting up so early to watch a good show.

"Little Jun, Ning Ning?" A woman's voice sounded in the outer suite, and Linda was brought into the room by the waiter and called out.

"I'm going to resign." Han Tianning said firmly while sitting opposite Linda.

"Do you know that if you resign at this time, Song Haojun will have more negative news?" Linda sighed and tried to explain to Han Tianning, "Ning Ning, how about this. After Little Jun has beaten someone up, I'll try my best to help you change artists."

"Change it now, or I'll resign." Han Tianning repeated himself, biting his lip.

"Impossible. At this time, you need the cooperation and support of the artists and assistants. The company will not allow you to leave." Linda frowned, she had never seen Han Tianning strongly requesting to resign, "Ning Ning, don't forget, the interests of the company are always the most important, you must completely obey the company's orders."

"But, Song Haojun is a madman, a devil. The company cannot completely ignore the reputation of the employees …"

"I'll talk to him." After interrupting Han Tianning, Linda looked at the red marks on her ankle. She lowered her body and said with a bit of heartache, "Ning Ning, I'm sorry about this. Little Jun wasn't like this in the past. Maybe it's because you've been under too much pressure recently, so you need to communicate with him to relieve his stress, instead of going against him and throwing away his phone … You can't even afford to pay me back half a year's worth of bonuses! "

"Sister Linda, if a man tied you to a bed and took a picture of you, I don't think you'd think he was just under a lot of pressure." Han Tianning finally exploded. He slammed the table and stood up.

"If it's a man like Little Jun, I don't mind tying him up for as long as possible." Linda smiled, and her mind started to imagine things, but when she saw Han Tianning's expression, she immediately changed her words, "Didn't you also tie him up? "Don't mind him. You threw him on the floor. You were on the bed. You didn't lose out …"

"I'd like to take a few days off." If the company did not release her, Han Tianning would not be able to accept the penalty fee and the money would be used to complete the contract. She said this to Sister Linda as if she did not hear anything.

"These few days won't do. The trouble caused by Song Haojun has not been completely resolved. You have to help him deal with all kinds of situations, as well as the harassment from the media." Linda also stood up, with a solemn expression, she said to Han Tianning who had two big dark circles under his eyes.

"If I change to a temporary assistant, the company won't be lacking and I won't be able to run it." Han Tianning said somewhat mockingly as he stood up and walked out.

"Ning …" Linda watched helplessly as she left and had to call her boss.

Han Tianning didn't dare go home, because if Qian wanted to find her, the first place he would go would be to her home.

She wore a peaked cap and used black-rimmed glasses to hide her panda eyes as she strolled aimlessly along the roadside.

Han Tianning was very tired. He wanted to talk to someone, but he didn't want to see anyone.

Just as he was considering going to sit down at a roadside café to rest, Han Tianning suddenly saw a very familiar figure in the café.

Through the coffee-colored clear glass of the café, she could clearly see Zhang Qi sitting in the far corner. On the wide porch in the corner, there was a pot of sweet potato flowers, blooming with vigor and vigor, blocking the woman's face in front of him.

Without hesitation, Han Tianning pushed open the glass door and the waiter came up to ask. Just as she was about to ask, she waved her hand and said in a low voice, "I'm looking for someone."

The waiter tactfully retreated. Han Tianning walked to the furthest corner, vaguely hearing the dispute between the two.

The interior of the coffee shop was arranged in a Chinese style. Every seat next to the window was a small cubicle that was partially blocked by a bamboo curtain.

"Didn't you say a hundred thousand? Are you messing with me? " The man's voice was angry.

"Even if it's 10,000 in one night, there's still more than 100,000 people!" The woman's voice was very carefree, "Zhang Qi, you don't want me to tell dad that you seduced me, right?"

"You … You think you're a virgin? So expensive? " Zhang Qi gritted his teeth. He was extremely angry at this woman for going back on her word. "I said 100,000, I won't give you an extra cent!"

"When you were with me, you never said that you had a girlfriend you had been dating for so many years." The woman sneered. "If you're a virgin, I don't mind taking less."

"How do you know …"

"With your background, you could have just asked a random classmate about it." The woman's laughter turned sweet. "I heard that your girlfriend is a popular artist's assistant. Even if she were to accompany you, it would be more than 100,000 yuan, right?"

"Shut up!" He was already suspicious of his girlfriend's innocence, but this time, he was even more furious. He reached out to pick up the cup of coffee and poured it onto the woman's face.

"Zhang Qi, how dare you throw a tantrum at me?" Lin Lin was furious. She picked up the cup of coffee in front of her and threw it at Zhang Qi along with the cup.

"Crash!" "Crack!"

Coffee cups and spoons tumbled to the floor and shattered.

Han Tianning looked at the broken porcelain at his feet as his heart shattered.

When the waiter arrived, the security guards also rushed over. The quiet coffee shop was in a mess.

Han Tianning turned around indifferently, his face still pale under his peaked cap as he left expressionlessly.

The sweltering heat of the summer noon was unbearable. Passersby all hid in air-conditioned rooms, and the busy road became unusually quiet at this moment.

Han Tianning dragged his heavy legs as he walked out of a McDonald's store. He sat next to his always grinning, heartless, weird uncle and slowly leaned in tiredly.

She was tired, her heart was numb, she couldn't cry, she just wanted someone to rely on.

She was also very tired. She wanted to sleep on top of someone who would not suddenly betray her.

He turned around the corner of the McDonald's and saw the Jin Ru shopping mall. Under the seventh floor, there was a group of internationally renowned clothing stores. Above the tenth floor were some office buildings. Among them, there was a clothing design studio that was very famous. Many big and small celebrities and models would specially come here to book dresses.

His friends worked in the clothing design studio.

He did not like such hot weather. When he left the air conditioner, he was like an ant on a steamer.

As he turned the corner on the deserted road, he saw a girl sleeping on a bench under the McDonald's.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances. Although he couldn't see the girl's face, her figure and bones were very much to his liking.

As a fashion designer, Yanzhi was able to see the proportion of a woman's body and bones in a glance. He liked women with oriental flavors, their bones were slim and they didn't lose their charm.

The sultry weather finally welcomed the afternoon storm.

Han Tianning was woken up by the slightly chilly wind and rain. Her entire body was sore as she rubbed her sore eyes. She discovered that the city was shrouded in dark clouds, as if dusk had arrived.

She forgot to look at the weather forecast and heard that the typhoon was coming.

The wind swept the rain down on Uncle McDonald, and she sat by the grinning statue, her skirt wet, clinging to her legs, looking miserable.

Han Tianning leaned against the side of his strange uncle, who was crossing his legs. He closed his eyes as Zhang Qi's face kept appearing in his mind.

Her happy youth had been nothing but a dream.

The youth, the feelings, the money she had wasted on him was like a dream.

Yan Zixian was a bit annoyed to be out in such bad weather. The car turned the corner and swept past a row of water screens. He sat in the front passenger seat in the torrential rain and saw the girl leaning against his uncle McDonald's.

"Stop for a moment." He looked at the pale girl through the rain-washed window.

He reached into the back of the car and pulled out a few photos he had asked his uncle for.

The girl was about twenty years old, maybe a little smaller. She was petite, with a bright, sweet smile, and a personal profile.

Han Tianning, 22 years old, height 162 cm, weight 45 kg, senior high school graduate from He Qing Aristocrat Academy, medical and nutritional major of Zhennan University, good at communication, serious patience and responsibility, currently a special assistant of Song Haojun …

It was her, the little girl who had accompanied him crazy for the summer, the girl he had seen in the changing room that day.

Yinzi had a photographic memory for her body, so even though he couldn't see the face of the girl with black-framed glasses in the rain, he was sure that she was his model.

Han Tianning suddenly felt the wind and rain lessen.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw a handsome face.

It was somewhat familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen it before.

Was he a male artist in the company? Media workers?

"It's indeed you, Assistant Han." Yan Zixian smiled and stood in front of her with his umbrella held up. He bent down slightly and looked curiously into Han Tianning's eyes. "Why weren't you at the company yesterday?"

Han Tianning was slightly surprised. Were they very familiar with each other? But why couldn't she remember where she had seen him before?

"Forgot me?" When Yan Zixian saw her suspicious and wary gaze, he felt that he was looking for trouble. Ai, he was actually forgotten by this girl. No wonder she didn't call.

Han Tianning stared at him, desperately trying to figure out who he was.

He put down his umbrella, took her hand from his lap, and drew it across her palm.

Han Tianning was in a daze the entire time, but he stopped when he was grabbed. He suddenly retracted his hand as if frightened, slightly angry as he glared at this reckless and reckless man.

However, the numbness in her palm reminded her that this man was the rash one who had barged into the women's locker room.

Strange, that day when I looked at him, I felt really small and small. Why did I suddenly become mature today? Indeed, people rely on their clothes. However, after changing into a slightly more formal suit, they have become handsome men since they were young.

"What's the matter?" At this moment, she was filled with loathing towards men. After experiencing betrayal, injury, deceit, and humiliation, she hated all male objects.

"Why is Assistant Han here?" When Yan Ziyan saw that she had been looking at him warily, his pure black eyes were filled with question marks. He tried to express his friendliness and the moment he opened his mouth, it was as if they were acquaintances.

In fact, they used to know each other.

"No comment." Han Tianning coldly spat out these words. She didn't have the mood to strike up a conversation with a man.

Moreover, she was used to being wary and distant from strangers because she had once been tricked by a media worker. Back then, it was just an unintentional remark, but she had been paid a lot by the media for it …

She didn't know where he had come from, and perhaps he was just trying to get close enough to her to get some gossip.

Although he looked like a descendant of a noble family.

"Ugh …" His words caused him to feel a sense of loss. He felt that it was a bit inconceivable. The information sheet clearly stated that Han Tianning was a man of benevolent and patient character, gentle and courteous, optimistic and upright, multi-talented and talented …

Could it be that he messed up with some information? Was the girl in front of him, the polite and gentle Han Tianning, a thousand miles away?

If it was just from the appearance alone, he was unable to connect the dots of that cute little girl from before. She had already turned into a pure and cute girl with a shake of her body …

Han Tianning stood up, tugged at his rain-soaked skirt, and left the stunned man amidst the torrential rain.

"Assistant Han, you really don't remember me?"

The sky above became clear once more. Yan Zizai held up his umbrella, blocking the wind and rain for her as he asked again.

Han Tianning stopped in his tracks. His delicate and pretty brows revealed traces of impatience. "Sir, are we very familiar with each other?"

"Have you really forgotten me?" Yan Zixian was a bit disappointed. He remembered that summer at his aunt's house, he played with the baby-faced girl day and night.

Han Tianning glanced at him. His facial features were straight, handsome, and noble. When he smiled, he had an exceptionally cute little tiger fang. Indeed, it didn't look like a paparazzi.

"In the locker room that day …" Han Tianning suddenly remembered that he had said something about 'aunt' in the locker room.

Han Tianning looked at him once more as he recalled the details. Han Tianning's facial features bore some resemblance to Lady Boss Feng Huang's Yan Yan.

"I'm in my period, remember? "One summer vacation, I was at my uncle's house …" When he saw that the wariness in her eyes had faded, he wanted to slowly recall his memories.

"Young Master Yan, whom I buried in a building block?" Han Tianning suddenly recalled the entire matter and exclaimed in shock.

Mrs. Qian, Yan Yan Yan, was the eldest daughter of the Malaysian Consortium. Her family background matched Qian's, and she had a doting nephew, who was also known as Zhenqi.

"Yes, I'm in the catalpa stage. I didn't expect that the one who I met that day in the locker room was you." Seeing that she remembered, he smiled again. "I wanted to see you this time, but my uncle said you were busy overseas so I didn't call you."

"You've changed a lot." Han Tianning had no idea that the simple-minded boy from his childhood had turned into an elegant and noble boy. Only when he smiled could one vaguely see the shadows of that time.

"You too." He remembered that summer very well. It was the most enjoyable summer he had ever had in his strict family education.

"Just now …" "Sorry, I treated you like …" Han Tianning said apologetically as he thought of his initial faux pas.

"Girls should be more cautious, but I don't seem like a bad person, do I?" When he saw that she hadn't forgotten him, he smiled mischievously as he just couldn't recognize her.

"Don't misunderstand, I thought you were some sort of entertainment." Han Tianning quickly explained.

"Ha, do I look like one? Let's go to the car. The wind and rain are too heavy today. Your clothes are all wet. " Yan Ziyan suggested, looking at her wet clothes and hair.

"It doesn't matter... "I still have some things to do. I'll give you my phone number and we'll contact you when we have time." Han Tianning had just been betrayed by her boyfriend, as well as her job troubles. She didn't want to reminisce with her former playmate.

"Where are you going? I'll send you off." He said passionately.

"There's no need to trouble yourself …"

"But your clothes are wet. You'll get sick if you go to work like this." Yan Ziyan was still as cordial as ever. "My car is parked nearby …"

"It doesn't matter, I've always been in good health." He still refused.

"But, my clothes are all wet, and I can clearly see the undergarments underneath. Should I change first?" Yan Zixian was very satisfied with his future model's figure.

"Ah?!" "Heavens …" Han Tianning looked at his clothes sticking to his body as he gave a loud cry before hastily getting into the black car that Yinzi had pointed out.

"I'll stay here for the time being. Although aunty's family is good, it's not convenient for me to compose. Furthermore, I have too many 'friends with foxes and dogs'. Aunty and the other elders don't really like those people who work in the arts." Yan Zixian poured Han Tianning a cup of water. He lived in this scenic villa with three servants, two guards, a driver, and two hounds.

Han Tianning had already finished showering. He wore his wide pajamas and sat on the sofa, listening to the narrator recount his more than ten years of life and studying as he sipped his tea in silence.

"..." Mom and Dad should be very disappointed with me and hope that I can take over the family business, but I like clothing design, so I had no choice but to run to my uncle and ask him to help me settle my family. Trick them to say that as a professional clothing designer in your uncle's house, you will have to go international in the future and become a bellwether leading the fashion world. " He briefly summarized his situation and looked at Han Tianning. "Ning Ning, you can be my model. I'll make you the favorite of the fashion world."

"Huh?" Han Tianning was a little absent-minded, or perhaps it could be said that her heart had been throbbing ever since she had put the scene at the cafe back on.

If she hadn't seen and heard it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that the man who treated her so warmly would betray her so completely.

"How about we work together to create the trendy Eastern logo that will turn the whole fashion world's attention from France to Asia?" He was full of ambition and confidence in his dreams.

"My apologies, I feel a little uncomfortable …" Han Tianning raised a hand to cover his forehead. Perhaps she had caught a cold, or perhaps she had been too tired recently and wanted to rest.

"Do you want a doctor?" Yan Zixian asked with concern.

"I'm half a doctor myself." When Han Tianning heard these words, he forced a smile.

"When you smile, you can still find traces of your childhood." Seeing her smile, Yan Zixian couldn't help but ask.

"It was so good when I was young. No worries, no worries." Han Tianning's smile faded and his eyes dimmed.

"Ning Ning, did you run into trouble at work?" Why are you sitting there this afternoon? " He finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask.

"None... "I was hungry, then I wanted to go eat something, but then I suddenly fell asleep …" Out of habit, he protected the privacy of artists. Unfortunately, Han Tianning's ability to lie was not good enough.

"I don't believe it." He shook his head.

Han Tianning did not deny his words.

"I heard that something happened to the artiste you're in charge of. Is it because of this that you're worried?" He looked at her worried expression and asked again.

"Huh?" Han Tianning was slightly surprised, but immediately shook his head. "No, I just …" "It's a bit uncomfortable."

"It's better to call a private doctor." As he spoke, he took out his phone to make a call.

"There's no need. With such a heavy storm, it would be inconvenient for the doctor to leave." Han Tianning hurriedly stopped Zhang Xuan.

However, Yan Zixian slightly turned his body, very naturally, he took her hand and smiled. "Doctor Zhang? I have a friend who is not feeling well, could you please come over quickly... Right, at the Glazed Mountain villa. "

"I'm really fine …" Han Tianning was a little depressed. No matter how he said it, his personality was still the same as when he was young. He would do whatever he wanted, and no one would be able to stop him.

"My model can't get sick so easily. There's going to be an international clothing design competition later on, and I'm counting on you to help me win the championship." He let go of his hands and said with a smile.

Any physical contact with him was very natural. It was as if they were best buddies who had truly cared for each other, not blaspheming even the slightest bit. It was as if the two of them had grown up together and wouldn't give anyone any uncomfortable thoughts.

However, Han Tianning was not interested in models at all. She was sick of her work and work, so how could she have the time to play art with this young master?

"Goo..." "Goo …"

Han Tianning's face turned red. She hadn't eaten since last night, and his stomach finally started to protest.

"Hungry?" When Yan Ziyan heard this sound, he couldn't help but smile happily. He seemed to have many happy things to do every day, just like when he was young.

"Mother Liu, hurry up and prepare dinner." Without waiting for Han Tianning to speak, he turned to the cleaning woman.