C17

Under Han Tianning's repeated requests, Qian Jin finally pushed aside the two interviews and decided to let Song Hao take half a day off because of his recent physical condition and stress.

For Han Tianning, Song Haojun's vacation was also her holiday, so she planned on going home to spend the afternoon with her parents.

Unfortunately, Song Haojun didn't intend to let her go home.

"What is this?" A newspaper was thrown in front of Han Tianning. Song Haojun was sitting on a chair in his office, not showing the slightest emotion as he asked this.

Han Tianning was currently packing up his documents, preparing to send Song Haojun back to his apartment when she saw the headlines in the newspaper. She wrinkled her brow and then looked at the date.

It was yesterday's entertainment newspaper. The photo on it was of Han Tianning being captured by Zhang Qi while he was still at the entrance of Fenghuang Company through the black Cadillac.

The slogan next to it was: The gold medal female assistant has emotional entanglement, the new love never stops.

"These media outlets are so boring." Throwing the newspaper aside, Han Tianning continued packing up the documents.

"You should have memorized the Assistant Manual, right? I don't want to see any more rumors about you, and I don't want the media asking me about your private life. " Song Haojun gave him a cold look, seemingly displeased as he spoke.

"Sorry, I will pay attention in the future." Han Tianning forced out a smile as he replied in a neither humble nor haughty manner.

Is this even a scandal? Han Tianning felt helpless. Who would be willing to expose such private matters to the public? It caused her parents to call her to ask about it.

It was already very painful for her to cut off a few years of relationship. The concern and discussion from her family and colleagues made her feel even more haggard. She could only devote herself to her work to alleviate the pain caused by her first love.

"What's the arrangement for the afternoon?" Song Haojun slowly tore the newspaper to shreds, suppressing his displeasure. He really hated such entertainment content, and the company's discussion made him feel extremely unhappy.

They said that Han Tianning's relationship with Yan Zhaoge was suspicious. They said that Han Tianning abandoned his boyfriend because of someone. They also said that one day, Han Tianning's sparrows would rise to the top and he would not stay here as an assistant for long …

As the involved party, it was unknown whether it was because Han Tianning had not heard these words, or because his state of mind was a little too good, but he did not react at all. His work was as serious as ever, as if she only had work to do in her world.

"There aren't any activities in the afternoon, you can make any arrangements. I want to go back once …"

"Isn't your father well?" Song Haojun crumpled the torn newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can, interrupting her words.

"I want to go back and accompany them, so if there's nothing else, can you also allow me to take half a day off?" Han Tianning smiled and asked in a pleading tone.

"No." Song Haojun looked at her face and said expressionlessly, "My mother is coming over. At 3: 20 PM, go pick up the plane."

"What?" Your mother is coming over? " Han Tianning was petrified. Why didn't he say such things earlier?

It looks like her vacation has failed...

"Otherwise, do you think the boss would let me off the hook so casually?" A faint smile slowly formed on his lips, "Assistant Han, the activities after three-thirty will be arranged by you. You have to make sure that my mother will be in a very happy mood, so it's best to be happy to the point that she forgets my existence."

"Forget your existence, how is that possible …" Han Tianning couldn't help but laugh. Looking at Song Haojun, he probed, "Then, for such a heavy mission, is there any overtime payment?"

"It can be, but it depends on how you do it." Song Haojun's smile slowly spread, and his pair of pitch-black eyes were filled with traces of sunlight, looking extremely charming.

"Did the boss give any instructions?" For a moment, Han Tianning's heart was seized by his smile. This fellow was really good-looking. Without makeup, he could be described as perfect. No wonder he could steal so many eyeballs and hearts from the stage.

"Don't let me see anything related to my family in any newspapers, magazines, or the internet." Song Haojun's smile faded as he said.

"Understood, keep it a secret all the way." Han Tianning immediately moved his eyes away from Li Feiyu's face and arranged the notes on the desk.

Song Haojun raised his smile once again, looking at her tidying up the desk with a lazy look. Speaking of which, it seemed like he hadn't had lunch alone with her for a long time.

Every day, the exhibition and event was filled to the brim. Although she was the one who arranged the meals, Song Haojun still felt a little nostalgic for the time being, sitting at his own table and leisurely eating the food she cooked.

"I want to eat osmanthus fish at noon." Song Haojun also stretched out his hand, tidying up the messy things on the table.

"No problem."

"After lunch break, before you drink tea, you have to give me a full-body massage." Song Haojun was still feeling lazy, as if he was very tired.

"No problem." Han Tianning wouldn't reject any of his unreasonable requests. This was the only way they could get along.

"You're still cleaning up before you pick up the plane."

"No problem."

"I'll book a presidential suite at the Pinnacle Hotel."

"No problem." Han Tianning continued to pack his things.

"From now on, you're not allowed to contact him in private."

"I didn't ask …" Han Tianning suddenly stopped talking and raised his head in astonishment, looking at Song Haojun.

"And you're not allowed to decide to be his model." Song Haojun stared at her bright eyes, and added.

"This... It doesn't seem like a matter of work, does it? " Han Tianning asked with a smile on his face.

"Don't forget, all of your time is in my hands." Song Haojun stood up and revealed a smile to her.

"That should have been my private time."

"If I'm in a good mood, I'll approve you going home to your parents, but not to other men." After Song Haojun finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Han Tianning gathered all the drafts into a file and tossed it onto the table. He said in a low voice, "Too much!"

She didn't know why, but Song Haojun liked to target her so much, and Han Tianning had tried to find out the reason from his own actions. Every day, she would reflect on the notice list, whether it was because she said something wrong or because she didn't do her job properly that made her artistes unhappy …

Song Haojun sat on the spotless sofa, his hand resting on his temple, looking at the piano score.

He noticed that since an unknown point in time, he felt more and more attached to home.

Like this, in the afternoon sunshine, with a cup of tea in front of him, the clock on the wall moving slowly, and a little maid who looked gentle and capable on the outside, doing her chores with great diligence and pleasure.

From time to time, his gaze would drift over to the half-kneeling Han Tianning, who was wiping the floor. A faint smile would unconsciously surface on his lips, as lazy as the afternoon sun.

Han Tianning really wanted to call someone from the cleaning company. There had been no one here for a few days, but the items were still neatly arranged. There was only a faint layer of dust.

However, Song Haojun's request was that no matter which corner one wiped with a white towel, there wouldn't be a single stain.

This man with a germaphobe was her nemesis!

"Please lift your foot." Han Tianning rubbed at Song Haojun's feet, speaking without raising his head.

Song Haojun lazily lifted his foot, looking down to see her on the ground, stretching her body and wiping herself on the sofa.

"Assistant Han," Song Haojun lowered his eyes to look at her for a while, before saying indifferently, "Although I will deduct your salary as interest, but as for the rest of your wages, you shouldn't be able to afford a good underwear, right?"

Han Tianning was sweating profusely from his busy work to clean the wooden floor under the sofa. Hearing Song Haojun's words, he lifted up his head, looking at the pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"You …" Han Tianning noticed that his gaze had inadvertently shifted from her collar. He suddenly came to a realization and quickly stood up, covering the collar of his T-shirt as he glared back at her in shame and indignation.

Song Haojun couldn't help but laugh as he saw her blushing red face and return a look of respect.

He was not a pervert, and he had to see countless female stars, female hosts, and half-exposed female models every day. He was already numb to women. She was wrapped so tightly that he accidentally saw his cotton undergarments and kindly reminded him.

"Did I say something wrong? You should know how good underwear is for maintaining a woman's body, "Song Haojun looked at her, raising his eyebrows," I hate women who droop down … "

"You're the one who is drooping!" Han Tianning finally interrupted him. She didn't like discussing these kinds of topics with men, especially with Song Haojun.

Furthermore, as a psychological counselor, she knew how to protect her own body from the inside out. This had nothing to do with underwear!

"We're not the same. As men, when you don't want to hang down, you don't... "Hey, you haven't cleaned this place up yet!" As Song Haojun saw her walk into the study, a smile spread out from the corner of his eyes. Oh, during the break, it was really interesting to see someone teasing her.

Han Tianning used all his strength to wipe the floor. If these crazy fans found out that Song Haojun secretly had a strange personality, they would not know whether they would be greatly disappointed or not.

In any case, she was extremely disappointed!

As he was wiping away the dust on the CD rack, Han Tianning's cell phone suddenly rang.

His phone was placed on the dining table. Han Tianning quickly walked out with a cloth in his hand and picked up the phone.

"Ning Ning, are you in Feng Huang's star apartment right now?" Yan Zizheng asked as he sat in his car after flying back from abroad.

"Yes, you're back?" Han Tianning spoke on the phone as he hurried to his study room and continued to wipe away the dust with a cloth.

"Well, I brought you a present. Guess what." Yan Ziyan asked with a smile as he watched the limousine enter the apartment.

"A gift?" Han Tianning was a bit surprised. She had never accepted anything without merit, and saying that the time was too good for her made her feel pressured.

Song Haojun was leaning on the sofa, listening to Han Tianning's conversation. His eyes suddenly glazed over.

He knew who she was talking to the moment he heard her voice. He really hated that period of time.

He didn't know what was so special about his assistant that made that young master so enchanted. Even if he couldn't see the face, he would still have to talk on the phone …

"Ning Ning, open the door." Yan Zixian stood in front of Song Haojun's apartment and spoke into his phone.

Han Tianning thought he was joking. Before he could say anything, the doorbell rang.

She stood at the door of the study with her cell phone in her hand, staring at the door for a long time without moving.

He was in a very bad mood, and hearing Han Tianning's call, he felt very unhappy.

Han Tianning walked to the door and peeked through the peephole, only to see a patch of red.

"Hurry up and open the door, what are you waiting for?" Song Haojun saw that she didn't move from her position near the door, and coldly said. In his apartment, besides Qian Jin and the music producer, it was rare for anyone to come to it.

Han Tianning opened the door only to see a large bouquet of gorgeous roses.

The man with the rose slowly revealed his cute canines and said with a smile, "I'll pick you up!"

When Song Haojun heard this voice, his line of sight shifted to the door, almost jumping up.

Why him? Phonetic period... His most hated period...

His room did not welcome this young master!

Standing up, he strode to the side of the stupefied Han Tianning. Song Haojun was very dissatisfied with his assistant's expression as he looked at a bunch of roses. Wasn't it enough for her to give him a hug?

"Why is Young Master Yan here?" And with such a big bunch of flowers, we don't even have a place to put them in our house. " It was very unwelcome, but on the surface, Song Haojun still spoke politely, putting a lot of emphasis on "our family".

Then he took the bouquet of roses and placed it on the shoe rack in the hall. He stood in front of the door and had no intention of letting Yutang in.

"Uncle said that Ning Ning is on vacation this afternoon. I want to take her to a small fashion show." Yan Ziyan said with a smile.

"Oh, is that so? Didn't the boss tell you she had other plans for the afternoon?" Song Haojun wore an estranged smile on his face as he asked.

"I'll allocate five people for you. Can I borrow her for an afternoon?" As if he didn't see the indifference of Song Haojun, he continued to warmly and amicably inquire about the matter.

"This afternoon... Other people can't. " Song Haojun seemed to be in a difficult position.

"Can you tell me about the afternoon arrangements? I promise that I will prepare the most suitable candidate. " Yan Zixian would never know of defeat as he continued to ask.

"It's not convenient to reveal, it's more private." Song Haojun had already blocked Han Tianning behind him without leaving a trace, and a faint smile hung on his face.

"All I know is that your mother came from America around three in the afternoon. "I will arrange for people to meet you at the airport, including hotels and sightseeing …"

"Thank you for your kind intentions, but my mother wants to see her." Song Haojun was already very unhappy. This guy had clearly come prepared, and had even checked the time of his mother's afternoon flight.

"Your mother wants to see Assistant Han?" Ye Zichen was a bit surprised and confused.

"Yes, they were very chatty in New York, so this time I was telling her to pick up the phone." Song Haojun's acting had always been good, and he spoke calmly.

"Is that so …" He looked at Han Tianning with a questioning gaze.

"That's right, so I'm sorry, but I really don't have time this afternoon. How about... How about I arrange a few models for you? " Song Haojun blocked Yan Ziyan's line of sight, smiling as he spoke.

"All of my designs are based on her size. There's no time to change them." Yan Zixian sighed in disappointment as his smile faded.

He pursed his lips, and revealed a faint smile, "Coincidentally, I will take her to buy undergarments in the afternoon. If Young Master Yan is unable to attend the clothing show due to a model's reason, you can help us pick out the undergarments. Her usual clothes are a headache, and she really needs the help of a designer."

Hearing these words, Han Tianning's face suddenly turned red. Clenching his fists, he stood behind Song Haojun, wanting to beat him to death.

What was wrong with this man? When had he cared about his clothes? What does it mean to say such a thing to someone?

He wanted to show that he was on good terms with him, so good that he even bought underwear for him? Why hadn't he been so 'enthusiastic' before in front of the media?

Yan Zixian was obviously surprised by these words. After a few seconds, he revealed an awkward smile, "Your relationship is really good. It's completely unlike what the outside world says …"

"Of course, why else would she be my special assistant? "The media can catch the wind and catch the shadows. Young Master Yan is half a public figure, how could he believe those things?" Song Haojun fished out Han Tianning, and for the first time, placed his hand on her shoulder, as if they were intimately close.

Han Tianning felt his scalp tingle, and even a smile wouldn't be able to escape his mouth. Fortunately, Song Haojun immediately pulled her behind him.

"If Young Master Yan doesn't have time, we'll be leaving soon as well. We won't be inviting you in for tea. We'll meet again next time." Song Haojun smiled once again, and said in a low voice.

"If Ning Ning Ning cannot go, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I'll accompany you guys to buy some clothes and see if there's any pre-sales for the fall new model." Against Song Haojun's expectations, Yan Ziyan looked as if he would be happy to play together with him.

The corners of Song Haojun's lips moved, and Han Tianning's face became completely paralyzed. Let two men buy underwear with her. Heavens, let her die!

"You two can go shopping together, I'm almost ready to go pick up the plane …" Han Tianning looked at the time. At two o'clock, it would take him roughly half an hour to get to the airport.

"It's still early. I'll go after I buy some clothes." Song Haojun accurately grabbed her wrist from behind her, and then took off the cloth in her hand. Looking at her, he gave her a bewitching smile, "Then we will go."

"My car is downstairs. You don't need to change?" Yan Zixian looked at the uniform worn by Song Haojun and asked.

"No need, it's very easy." Song Haojun shrugged his shoulders and pushed Han Tianning out of the room. Dressed in a flip-flop suit, he casually took a card from the rack in front of the entrance and went out just like that.

"Little Jun, it's best not to go out. Your skin will get sunburned in such a hot weather." Han Tianning was depressed. She stood still on the staircase as she suggested.

"Shut up." Giving her the word, Song Haojun spoke gently, "It's alright. It's rare to have time today, and Young Master Yan is also here …"

His voice was very pleasant to hear, and his tone was gentle enough to make any woman fall for it.

"Hao Jun, just call me a catalpa." Yan Zixian had already taken a few steps forward, and seeing that the two of them were still standing at the doorway, he turned his head and said.

"Didn't Ye Chen already know your figure well? He will definitely be able to help you choose the underwear that best suits your bust shape. " Song Haojun clenched his teeth as he glared at Han Tianning, but his voice was still gentle and still carried a smile.

"Song Haojun, why do I feel like you are very …" Han Tianning could no longer hold it in. Did he really need to talk about such private matters in front of other men?

Moreover, his acting skills had truly amazed her. It was able to cause voice, expression, and emotions to be completely out of sync …

"I don't know much about women's clothes," interrupted Song Haojun. He dragged her to the elevator, "It just so happens that I can get the book from them, so I won't have to trouble anyone else in the future."

"Formidable, it's such a pity that you're a man." He didn't know if it was praise or sarcasm, but Song Haojun spoke.

"It's better to be a man to appreciate a woman's beauty, isn't it?" He asked with a smile, disagreeing with Ye Zichen's words.

Han Tianning had wanted to speak many times but was interrupted by two people. She sat in the car in distress, wanting to turn herself into water and evaporate it!

"It's getting late, I should go to the airport first …" Han Tianning said weakly from the back of the car.

"No problem, there's still time." Song Haojun looked at her, and said indifferently.

"But …" Han Tianning looked at the date on the passenger seat. He was answering the phone, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What the hell are you doing? What exactly do you want? "

"Can you relax? I'm just buying you clothes, not jumping into a sea of fire. " Song Haojun didn't even look at her, speaking with his lips.

"Is this also a job?" Han Tianning asked softly.

"No, to increase personal feelings." Song Haojun turned his head, staring at her, and said those last few words through his lips.

Han Tianning was slightly taken aback as he stared into Li Feiyu's eyes, unable to fathom his thoughts.

However, she decided to cooperate with the "work". Regardless of whether or not Song Haojun really wanted to improve their relationship, she still hoped for the two of them to get closer.