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Han Tianning pressed both her hands on the pillow as tears welled up in her eyes. She sobbed loudly under the pillow. "I'm sorry, I understand!"

Half a minute later, Han Tianning's eyes were red and her tears were on her eyelashes. She sat up with her head lowered, still trembling slightly.

Song Haojun was also sitting on the bed. He was very agitated, and his face was gloomy.

"Do you hate me that much?" Clenching his fists, he squeezed out a question from his teeth.

Han Tianning didn't know if he should speak the truth or not. She didn't want to anger him again.

He reached out and touched his shoulder, tidying up the collar that had been pulled open. After a while, he said, "We're just colleagues, not …"

"Colleagues? We're not even colleagues, are we? " Song Haojun jumped off the bed, taking out the key from who knows where, "Oh, what I mean is, if people are divided into different grades, I have never thought that you and I are on equal footing."

Han Tianning's refusal was a blow to him. He was depressed, but he didn't want to admit that his heart had been hurt by her, so he wanted to say something to redeem his pride.

Although this was very stupid, under normal circumstances, Song Haojun wouldn't do such an idiotic thing.

But today, thinking of how she hated him touching her, Song Haojun wanted to fiercely hurt her.

Stupid as he was, he couldn't stand being treated like that.

Han Tianning was silent. Song Haojun walked to the side of the door, and the magnetic voice once again sounded, "In the future, you don't need to look like a pervert, it's just for fun. You should thank me for being your first man … "

Han Tianning sat on the soft bed in silence, her knuckles green as she clenched her fists.

At this time, there would be no more squabbles between them.

No matter how unpleasant the words were, she had to endure it.

Song Haojun returned to his room and bit his thumbs-- he liked to bite his thumbs when he was very vexed and depressed.

As for Han Tianning, he sat on his bed, hugging his knees as tears welled up in his eyes once more.

Bastard bastard!

The next day, as soon as Song Haojun opened the door, he smelled the fragrance of breakfast.

A warm feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time washed over him, diluting the gloom of the previous night.

Some nostalgic in New York leisurely days, every day watching her busy in the kitchen, eating fragrant nutrition food, so comfortable.

Forget it, he decided not to bother with that woman who didn't know what was good for him and forgave her for what she said last night.

However … Where did that woman go?

Song Haojun discovered that the luxurious suite was extremely quiet. He walked to the open second bedroom. The bed was neatly made, the bathroom door was also open, but there was no one inside.

Song Haojun immediately headed to the cloakroom, once again disappointed. Still, he didn't see a petite and lively figure.

With such a luxurious suite being searched over and over again, the good mood Song Haojun had just recovered immediately turned bad. He pressed the summoning bell, losing his appetite for the delicious breakfast on the gorgeous dining table.

"Mr. Song, Assistant Han left this morning. She seems to be busy." Even the steward didn't know where Han Tianning had gone to within the last 24 hours.

"Contact the staff on the third floor and ask them where Han Tianning went!" Song Haojun wrinkled his eyebrows, controlling his temper, he said.

"Sure, please wait a moment, Mr. Song." The 24 hours housekeepers in the presidential suite were all chosen beauties that were as good as air stewardesses. Their service attitudes were also first-rate.

Song Haojun decided to eat while waiting for his report. Perhaps Han Tianning had gone shopping, so he didn't need to rush.

Song Haojun didn't realize how much damage he had done to Han Tianning last night. In fact, when he slept, he would forget many things, especially the terrible things he had done.

Thus, when Song Haojun saw Han Tianning's breakfast this morning, he had already forgotten his displeasure from last night and decided to "forgive" the assistant.

Unfortunately, this time the assistant was not prepared to forgive him.

"What?" She went to the train station? " After gargling, Song Haojun continued to ask, "Is she going to pick up a friend or … A colleague? "

"We just called out the surveillance video for Mr. Song. According to our investigation, she bought a train ticket and wants to leave." The beautiful butler looked at Song Haojun's handsome face in fascination as he replied.

"Leave? Her work was not finished! Don't even think about escaping! " Song Haojun was stunned for a moment before roaring loudly.

Sitting on the express train, Han Tianning called his boss and told him that he wanted to take a break and was ready to visit Maple Leaf.

It was very effective to cut down later. No matter how angry the boss was, she was already in the car, so no matter how helpless she was, there was nothing she could do.

In any case, this time she had a lot of staff members accompanying her, and the concert was mostly prepared in advance. Basically, she didn't have any work to do, so as long as they had helpers, it would be the same no matter who came to Song Haojun's side.

Han Tianning actually abandoned him to look at the maple leaf?

If he wanted to negotiate with the boss, his personal assistant would leave as soon as she said so. What did he, the Little Heavenly King, count for?

Qian Jin was also furious, but there was nothing he could do. Even if they found out Han Tianning's car number, they wouldn't be able to send anyone to chase her back.

Yan Zixian was the first to hear this news. His eyes squinted into crescent moons as he smiled. The little assistant really didn't play according to the money, she actually went to reward the maple leaf at this time.

Ha ha, he decided to meet his model under the maple tree.

Half an hour later, An Xin took a piece of A4 paper. On it was Han Tianning's itinerary: At seven in the morning, he left the K.M. Hotel — K.M. — train M58 — and was due to get off at the P.L. station at 11: 50 in the morning.

"Find someone to follow her at P.L. and see where she's going to get the maple leaves." Yan Ziyan looked at the paper and said with a smile, "We are also preparing to leave, help me contact a private plane."

Han Tianning had already turned off his mobile phone with his shoulder bag. She didn't have much cash with her, so she needed to find the ATM first.

The transparent glass reflected her figure, her casual ponytail, and her fair and delicate face. Han Tianning examined himself for a long time.

Alright, compared to those female celebrities with heavy makeup and famous brands, she's just a little ordinary. However, isn't she still not enough to become a dinosaur?

Moreover, she actually made the first time sound like a favor, she hated Song Haojun to death!

He only had around ten thousand yuan in savings. That time, all of the money that Zhang Qi had called had been handed over to his mother. Han Tianning didn't want to touch Zhang Qi's extra money.

Han Tianning held onto a map as he searched for the bus.

This was an ancient capital with a very strong cultural atmosphere. According to the instructions on the map, one could ride the E209 bus to the destination, where one could reach the maple leaf scenic area in the mountains of Qingshan.

I heard that at the top of Maple Leaf Peak, there is a very large temple.

Han Tianning chose a relatively quiet path and climbed to the top of the mountain along a paved bluestone path.

Today was Saturday, so there were many tourists. When Han Tianning arrived in front of the majestic and dignified temple, he felt his suppressed mood improve slightly.

She did not believe in Buddha, but she did believe in faith, in true love.

Raising his head to look at the three Zhang golden Buddha statue, Han Tianning circled around the Great Precious Hall and ran to the quiet hall behind the temple.

If there really was a deity, could he let her meet a beautiful love again?

If she couldn't have a good relationship, could it make her and her family happy and safe?

Amidst the sounds of the wooden fish and the Buddhist chanting, Han Tianning suddenly became pious and closed his eyes in prayer.

If I could open my eyes and meet my chosen one...

"Baima Buddha wants to put down the bag, this is called putting down the bag." An elegant voice came from the side. It was very familiar.

In an instant, countless emotions flashed through Han Tianning's heart. Surprise, excitement, nervousness … In the end, it became a strong sense of destiny!

Did Buddha hear his prayers? Destined Son … Could her chosen one be the unreachable him?

Slowly opening his eyes, Han Tianning's cheeks turned red with suspicion. He turned his head and saw a handsome man stooping down to smile at her.

He hadn't misheard the voice, it was indeed a period of time to speak.

Yan Zixian was also surprised that the girl who had lowered her head and closed her eyes in prayer was Han Tianning. His smile was filled with pleasant surprise.

Han Tianning looked at Yanzhi with a complicated expression. Why did he appear after his prayers? Could it really be heaven's will?

No matter what, this sort of coincidence caused her heart, which she had never dared to cross, to violently beat.

When Yan Zixian saw her face turn red and her normally bright and upright eyes turn evasive, a bashful look flashed across his eyes. Unknowingly, his smile deepened.

"What a coincidence." After a long while, Han Tianning controlled his pounding heart and spoke with a smile.

"Ning?" Yan Ziyan smiled slightly, "Shouldn't you be with Song Haojun? Why would he appear here? "

"I... I... "I think it's the will of the heavens …" Han Tianning saw his smile and suddenly lowered his head, mumbling incoherently.

Was it really destiny? When she opened her eyes, she would see her chosen one meeting a true love...

"Hah, Ning Ning, what are you talking about?" A relaxed and joyful voice rang in her ears. Yan Zizheng straightened his body and looked at the arhat of various shapes and forms, then muttered, "I never knew that you would believe these things."

I mean... I think... "Maple Leaf is very beautiful …" "AHH!" "What on earth is she talking about?

The distance between her and the date of her words was so great that she could not dream of anything because of "the will of heaven".

Good love, at least on the basis of equality, isn't it? Song Haojun said that people were divided into different grades. Although this was unpleasant to hear, he was right. Cinderella and the Prince were just fairy tales. Even a little assistant and a rich young master wouldn't have a future.

Moreover, she was no longer a pure body.

Under the bright red maple leaves, Han Tianning and Yan Zixian sat in a pavilion with smiles like flowers.

This was the happiest time since Song Haojun's concert tour.

"Really? You also suddenly wanted to see Maple Leaf? " Han Tianning leaned back on the bench and turned his head to look at Yanzhi, a trace of gentleness evident in his eyes.

"..." I have a friend here who is hosting a body dress show, so I'm here to take a look. " Yan Zixian said with a smile.

"Painted human body?" Han Tianning wasn't unfamiliar with this. There were also many types of models. She had a friend who worked as a mannequin model.

"There's another match tomorrow morning. Do you want to join in as well?" Maple leaves leisurely down with the wind, in the air in a beautiful swirl, landing on Yutang's shoulder.

"That... "Forget it, I …"

"Can't you come with me?" he asked, interrupting her.

Song Haojun began to throw things gloomily, biting on his fingers.

Han Tianning had actually abandoned him! She was in a good mood when she heard that they were going to reward the maple leaves!

"Little Jun, don't be like this …" Before Linda finished her words, from the luxurious presidential suite came the jingling of a piano.

Even if Song Haojun could vent all his anger on the piano, it would be useless because Han Tianning wouldn't return.

I really don't want to go to the concert tonight!

He was in no good condition. He didn't want to laugh, he didn't want to talk, he didn't want to sing …

"We have arranged for a few more assistants for you. Look at the list, they are all cute and responsible good assistants." Linda's head was full of sweat, and she had to be coaxed.

"Did you find Han Tianning or not?" After Song Hao finished torturing the piano, he began to play the drums.

Music talent was something very interesting. Song Haojun's speed of speech and tone were very compatible with the attack of the Drums …

"I'm looking for her. Because her phone is off, it's a bit difficult to find her." Linda's attitude was very gentle and amiable, and her tone was also very gentle.

Actually, in her heart, she was cursing loudly. Why was that damned girl crazy again? She had gone missing at such a crucial moment like this during the concert! This caused the company to redeploy their manpower, and even she appeared. If Song Haojun didn't look good at night at the concert, then how would they compensate for this loss?

"When are you going to get her back? When am I going to the scene?" Song Haojun suddenly said coldly.

"Huh?" Linda was stunned for a moment, and then she tried asking, "Little Jun, you mean... "Field..."

"At the concert. I'll wait for her to come back." Song Haojun sat in front of the drum, saying in a low voice, "When you see her, when the show starts."

"What?" Linda, who had been pretending to be gentle, suddenly became shrill. "How can I do that? "Tens of thousands of people, the ticket money has already …"

"That's your problem." Song Haojun stood up, opening the curtain, and coldly said.

Isn't this guy too fickle? Linda rubbed her hair in distress. She couldn't let him be reckless, or the company would lose her life.

If he could intercept Han Tianning at the train station, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. Now, Han Tianning and Yanzhi were in an underground studio, looking at the messy design manuscripts in boredom.

Actually, she wasn't too interested in clothes design.

After all, it was fine to wear clothes at will. If the clothes covered the top, they would cover the bottom, but they could not cover the top. Thus, one had to first make oneself comfortable, alright?

"The catalpa stage? Another one?" Lowly teasing, the 'artistic' man wearing ordinary clothes smiled and said, "The recent taste seems to be a little light?"

Yan Zixian threw him a warning look, and said lightly: "Is everything ready?"

"He lives at Huang Shao's house. He took his girlfriend to Singapore and has a room at the foot of the mountain. At night, he can enjoy the patio while looking at the maple leaves …"

"I'll stay in the hotel. I won't disturb your friends." Han Tianning was very afraid of causing trouble for others.

"It's alright, my friend just went out. The room is empty." Yan Ziyan said with a smile.

"But …" Han Tianning felt that something was amiss. She was afraid of the night, especially with men.

"What's wrong? "Don't you want to come with me?" Yan Zixian turned his head to look at her with a somewhat puzzled and sorrowful expression.

"Ha …" How could this be … "That's not what I meant …" Han Tianning immediately waved his hand, a smile so wide that even his teeth could no longer be seen. "Since I'm not disturbing you, then I'll have to trouble you!"

Aiya, why is it that she is increasingly unable to refuse me? Is this really heaven's will?

From the moment Han Tianning opened his eyes and saw the Buddha statue, his originally calm heart had become restless. Although she repeatedly told herself that there were no gods, it was all a coincidence.

But... Ever since that rainy afternoon when she took him away, she was really willing to get close to this young master.

She liked his personality and the gentle and refined way he treated others, but … It has nothing to do with love, does it?

She had always been a slow person and would not have liked another man so quickly.

Song Haojun held the microphone and sat at the corner of the stage. Even if all the lights were on him, it wouldn't be able to dispel the cold and low pressure.

There was still an hour and a half before the official opening.

The fans outside had all lined up, preparing to enter in an orderly manner under the supervision of the security guards and staff.

Linda was so anxious that she kept calling from left to right on the stage.

Since he didn't see Han Tianning, it seemed like Song Haojun wasn't going to sing anymore.

He didn't even put on his makeup. The stylist was holding onto a pile of stage clothes, feeling worried.

He managed to get him up for the last time, but he sat in that corner for half an hour with the microphone in his hand, and no one dared approach him.

"Boss." Seeing a figure walk out from the side door, Linda felt relieved. She hurriedly went up and pouted at the figure in the far corner, "I don't have any other way. No matter what, I can't get in touch with Ning Ning …"

He was very busy today, and he was in the middle of a business conversation, but because of this incident, he had to fly over first.

Ning Xuemo's actions this time were too outrageous, too willful!

The assistant assigned to the most important artiste must have been the one Qian had trusted most, but Han Tianning had completely disappointed him this time.

Did she not know how bad the incident was, how much damage it might cause?

Han Tianning stood on a balcony of more than a hundred square meters, watching the maple leaf mountain at dusk with a rare calm in his heart.

She didn't know that her departure would affect Song Haojun's mood so much.

Originally, no one would believe that a mere assistant being humiliated like last night would affect the mood of the artists and even the concert.

Han Tianning had never imagined that he would have such "charm." As a result, she felt at ease as she faced the vast starry sky.

"Ning Ning, you didn't bring a change of clothes today, did you?" He was pacing back and forth in the luxurious room, busying himself with something. He had just finished his call and was asking Han Tianning.

"Yes, I forgot …" Han Tianning said embarrassedly as he recovered from his thoughts. It was unknown what he was thinking about.

"Fortunately, I got my friend to bring some new clothes in the afternoon. They have already been washed and will be delivered soon." Yan Ziyan said as he walked to the balcony.

"Sorry for troubling you, thank you." Han Tianning said gratefully. His usual consideration and carefulness had been magnified several times in this moment.

"Always being polite to me." Yan Zixian smiled faintly and looked at the setting sun, "I asked my friend to bring some vegetables and fruits as well. Can you cook a delicious dinner for me tonight?"

Han Tianning stared blankly for a moment before focusing his bright gaze on the young man's face.

"If you are very tired, we can go out and eat," Yan Ziyan immediately explained when he saw her expression. "Because I miss the food Uncle Han cooked when I was young. I heard you inherited an excellent culinary skill. Speaking of which, you are usually too busy …" I haven't had a chance to eat anything you make. "

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with a brilliant afterglow as he smiled at the flustered Han Tianning.

Today's assistant was exceptionally different.

If he had walked into her world when she was at her saddest and occupied that soft spot, if he had given her shoulders when her feelings were at their weakest, letting her unconsciously cling to the feeling of being cared for, then this time … The date confirmed how much she liked him.

Song Haojun really lost miserably. After obtaining her body, he wouldn't hold a woman's heart in his hands.

It was the same for all women, who wanted care and affection and the occasional romance. Song Haojun didn't understand a woman's heart. It would be strange if a man who treated women rudely would fall in love with a woman who was immune to her looks, Han Tianning.

Although he did not dislike being liked by the well-behaved and smart girls, he was not happy at all.

He didn't know why, but he felt a bit uncomfortable when he saw Han Tianning's smile.

Despite the fans shouting so loudly, Song Haojun didn't return.

He was in a very bad mood. He had almost left three sounds in succession and forgot eight words. If the audience hadn't been crazily singing along with him, he would have died from anger.

Furthermore, how could a person who had practiced the violin and the piano for so many years have a problem with intonation? At that time, he almost wanted to pull Ma Ke away and leave the stage.

The final ending was also not perfect. He was originally going to add seven more songs, four of which would be for the audience to order, but he was in no mood to do so. He only added one more song and sent out the high-pitched version of "Starry Sky", bidding farewell to those who were reluctant to leave.

With an expressionless face, he let the makeup artist take off his makeup. Song Haojun's heart was filled with that damnable little woman.

Why did he run away without saying a word?

Did he mistreat her compared to other artists who insulted and insulted their assistants?

Leaving just like that, he even made breakfast before leaving. What did that mean?

Could it be that Han Tianning poisoned his breakfast?

No wonder today was a day of depression, anger, discomfort, heartache, and lost track of the song …

The phone on the table rang. It was Song Haojun's personal number.

He took a look at the number, his gloomy eyes finally flashing with a glimmer of light.

"Jun, I found it." The man's voice sounded exhausted, but it made Song Haojun suddenly stand up.

"Haojun, you haven't changed your clothes. Where are you going?" Linda, who was now the babysitter of Song Haojun, immediately went up and asked.

Song Haojun was still wearing his stage attire, and only had his makeup removed. Ignoring the staff behind him, he whispered into his phone, "Are you sure?"

After half a day, he finally found the exact location.

Han Tianning, just you wait! Gripping his mobile phone, he clearly knew where she was, but Song Haojun's mood was even worse because Han Tianning and Yan Zixian were together!

It would take five to six hours to drive the car to Han Tianning's city.

Song Haojun was already very tired from singing continuously. It was already past 11 o'clock at night, and he was sitting in a car arranged by the company. Ignoring his tired body, he headed towards Han Tianning's location.

The highway was very boring. Besides, it was night time, there was nothing to be seen except for the lights.

Song Haojun closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the seat. He was very tired, very sleepy, but he couldn't sleep at all. From time to time, he would wake up, and from time to time he would look out the dark window, thinking about Han Tianning.

The smell of the carriage was really bad. It didn't smell as warm and fragrant as Han Tianning's …

She spent the night with me... How do they sleep at night... Did this stupid woman drink …

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't fall asleep, but his head felt dizzy and uncomfortable. Song Haojun was also wearing a decorative stage uniform, and his body was in pain from those rivets.

"How long until we arrive?" His voice hoarse and tired, Song Haojun lifted his hand to touch his burning forehead, completely without a shred of spirit.

"We still need more than two hours to get to the highway. I'm not familiar with the city, so it might take another hour to find the address you mentioned." The driver carefully replied.

"Wu, hurry up …" Song Haojun was lying at the back of the car again, and felt a little nauseous.

If she had the little assistant with her, she would have been able to take care of herself just as she had that night when she was sick and taking care of herself …

The sky brightened as they finally arrived at the city. The driver looked at the satellite map before he finally found the foot of the mountain.

Tang Rui's informant was very powerful, but it was also due to the amount of people he had to make friends with during his period of speaking with her.

If Han Tianning had run out by himself, he might not have been able to find him. However, it was much easier to find her when she was with him.

The city was still silent in the early morning light, the mountains burning white in the east like a burning mountain.

"It should be here, right?" The driver looked at the address of the luxury garden apartment and parked.

Han Tianning woke up early and began to recuperate on the large terrace.

Han Tianning closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of fresh air. The air near the mountain was really good, and he could smell the scent of dew.

"So early." He opened the door and saw Han Tianning bustling around the dining table.

It was a very distant home, the home of his childhood.

"Good morning!" Han Tianning seemed to be in a good mood. He set up the utensils, turned around, and went back into the kitchen.

As she went into the kitchen, the doorbell rang.

Yan Zixian walked towards the door. It couldn't be that his friend had come back so early in the morning, right?

He opened the door and looked at the handsome man leaning against the wall through the anti-theft door. He was stunned.

How did he find this place? In that instant, he felt as if he had underestimated Song Haojun.

"Is your friend back?" Han Tianning asked as he held a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

She really shouldn't bother others. Living in someone else's house was even more impolite. Furthermore, she only made two people's breakfasts …

"Bang!" The sound of the door opening and the sound of a heavy fist made Han Tianning hurriedly put down his bowl and rush to the hallway.

When Han Tianning saw Song Haojun in a golden rivet shirt, black boots, and golden riding boots, he was completely petrified.

It must be an illusion, it must be!

How is this possible!? How could Song Haojun be here? Last night, she hadn't been able to relax. She had gone to the major websites and official forums to take a look at Song Haojun's performance. He was still at KM last night, so his sudden appearance today was a bit too mystical.

From this point of view, the catalpa stage should not have opened the door. Blood dripped from the corner of his lips. Fortunately, Song Haojun was not in a good condition. His fist didn't have much strength, only his teeth had broken his lips.

"The catalpa stage!" Before he could react, Han Tianning hurriedly checked his injuries and blamed himself. Why did she keep hurting him?

She felt that she owed him a lot, causing him a lot of trouble.

Speaking of which, she was really unlucky this year, even the people who came into contact with her were unlucky.

Song Haojun grabbed Han Tianning, who was still dressed in his house clothes, and dragged him out without saying a word.

Last night, this woman … "With Yutang...

"Song Haojun, let go!" Han Tianning glared at him with an icy expression, "Why did you hit me?"

"I'm fine. Ning, go prepare more breakfast." Even after pulling Han Tianning to the brink of insanity, he could still laugh.

His elegance and magnanimity were in complete contrast to Song Haojun's rudeness. Han Tianning looked at Yanzhi and asked her to prepare an extra breakfast? She really wasn't in the mood right now!

"Please." He smiled gently at her and said.

"..." "Fine." Han Tianning bit his lips, unable to refuse such a gentle smile. After staring at Song Haojun for a few seconds, he finally turned around.

"Hey!" A deep and hoarse voice filled with magnetism came from behind her. Song Haojun extended his hand, placing it on her shoulder, "Follow me."

Han Tianning was pressed down from behind as he took a deep breath, a trace of anger flashing through his eyes.

Finally, she once again turned around, facing Song Haojun who was not even two feet away, and angrily said: "Go, go, go? Where are you going? With a high fever, you can even go to someone else's house to cause trouble. Song Haojun, what kind of education did you receive? "

Yan Zixian was slightly stunned. He immediately stretched out his hand to touch his slightly swollen lips, his half-closed eyes concealing his complicated feelings.

He had always known women like the back of his hand, but Han Tianning's reaction just now had made him feel a little overwhelmed.

Can you understand her anger just now as concern?

Although on the surface, she really hated Song Haojun, at this time, she was still concerned about him.

Yan Zixian crossed his arms as he looked at the two men on the sofa.

"Don't move!" After placing a wet towel on Song Haojun's forehead, Han Tianning unhappily said.

His face was pale. He must have had a bad rest, and he was feeling cold because he wore so little to and fro.

Why didn't this fellow know how to take care of his body? Normally, he would overdraw his body, but he didn't know how to adjust when he was in health. Now, he had come here without even changing his stage attire …

"Whose towel is this? I don't want to use other people's things? Have you dispelled the poison? there's a lot of bacteria... " Song Haojun was pressed down on the sofa, his cheeks abnormally red. He was complaining, but enjoying the feeling of being cared for once again.

"You're in good spirits. You can go to the hospital by yourself." Han Tianning was getting impatient. He straightened his body and coldly looked at Li Yao as he spoke.

Song Haojun shut his mouth; he truly felt very uncomfortable.

That punch from before had vented some of his anger, and now, he was being taken care of by her. Even though he was filled with rage and wanted to interrogate her about what happened last night, he didn't have the energy to do so.

He decided to sleep first. After he woke up and recovered his spirit, he would go and settle the score with this adulterous couple.

His words from yesterday were still fresh in his heart. Han Tianning clearly wanted him to die, but when he saw Song Haojun's feverish appearance, he couldn't help but ignore him.

She had always been one of those people who would be forgiven soon. Even Zhang Qi, she said on the phone, could be forgiven, but could not be forgotten.

What's more, with such a damn good-looking face, it would be easier for him to get others to forgive him.

Han Tianning's voice came out vaguely from beside Song Haojun's ears, "... It really doesn't matter? Will it hurt to drink porridge? "

Well, the dead woman was concerned about the time, but he couldn't care less. He was too sleepy to open his eyes, so he could only lie on the sofa and write down the accounts.

"The doctor will be here soon. Are you really going?" Yan Ziyan looked at Song Haojun who had moved to his bed and asked.

"I don't want to see him." Han Tianning pulled his bag, not wanting to see the now awake Song Haojun.

"I feel like... If you leave, he'll wake up angry. " He looked at the angry little assistant and said.

He decided to once again observe the relationship between Han Tianning and Song Haojun. The scene from this morning made his mind go blank.

This feeling was not good. It was as if victory was already in his grasp, yet he had suddenly turned away from business.

"It's none of my business."

Why was he angry? Han Tianning still wanted to be angry!

"Ning Ning, have you thought about …" Why did Song Haojun appear? "Why did you give me a punch?" Yan Zixian asked slowly.

"Hmm?" Han Tianning was slightly surprised, but then his face burned with anger. "Because he thinks he's too conceited!"

How annoying, every time he did something, it would hurt, and every time he said something, he would lose all of his manners. Just how did he become a good idol that tens of thousands of people looked up to? It was a waste for her to like such a face back then as a loli. She really was blind!

"Perhaps, but I always feel," said Yanzhi, after another pause, "that his attitude towards you is very different."

"It's because I'm not paying attention when I work, always having conflicts with him. As time passes, I am unable to resolve it, so he likes to cause trouble for me." Han Tianning bit his lip as he looked at the handsome man's flushed face. He only appeared cute when he was sick.

because they don't talk with their eyes open...

"If it's just a job conflict, he could have offered to change assistants." Yan Zixian sighed, and had no choice but to point it out again, "Why did he keep you by his side instead of changing you?"

"This is what's so hateful about him!" Han Tianning clenched his fists. "He's someone who takes revenge when he has a grudge. How can it be convenient for him to find trouble with me if I change assistants?"

The more she thought about it, the more Song Haojun became a bastard. She regretted drinking too much that day, and something shouldn't have happened between her and such a person!

"It seems that you two don't get along very well." When he saw her angry expression, he sighed once again. He could confirm that Song Haojun had some sort of unusual feelings for Han Tianning, but he couldn't confirm what kind of feelings Han Tianning had for Song Tianning.

She seemed extremely disgusted, but she was also very used to taking care of him.

"I want to leave before he wakes up. Let's go together." Han Tianning suggested worriedly that she didn't want Song Haojun to wake up and continue being so rude to her.

"Then let's wait for the doctor. Did you get the assistant from the company to come as well?" Yan Zixian asked with a worried tone.

"Yes." Han Tianning finally smiled once more. The time for her to speak was really good. To be able to treat his assailants so meticulously and considerately, she should have learned from this bright young master.

"Han Tianning …"

Suddenly, a vague mumble came from the bed. Song Haojun frowned, his face full of anger. He muttered with a hoarse voice, "Han Tianning … Han... Water... "Water..."

"Remember to order people around at a time like this!" Han Tianning put down his bag helplessly and poured himself a cup of water, wetting his dry lips with a cotton swab.

The high fever had evaporated all the moisture in his body. He definitely hadn't had a good rest last night. He must have had a bad night of shaking and chills. He was in a very bad condition.

The driver was called up as well. He was currently sleeping soundly on the sofa with a loud snoring sound.

As long as Assistant Han was present, the driver felt at ease. Song Haojun would be well taken care of.

He silently watched Han Tianning carefully taking care of Song Haojun. When she put down the cup of water, he finally said, "Ning Ning, if you really don't want to see him again, come with me."

Han Tianning raised his head in astonishment and looked at Yan Zizheng.

"I'll take you abroad for a while, if you really don't want to see him." He extended his hand to her and smiled.

Seeing him extend his hand, Han Tianning didn't move for a long time.

Follow him?

Would the company be angered to death by him?

No matter how you look at it, this isn't a responsible act...

However, she had already done something she wasn't responsible for, so … How about she slip away once more before the staff from Hanaku arrived?

It seemed like she wanted to skip school when she was in high school. An obedient girl was going on a date … Too exciting.

"Ning." His gentle voice pulled Han Tianning back to his thoughts. Disappointment could be seen on his expressive face.

"Will it trouble you?" Han Tianning asked as he raised his head.

"No!" It just so happens that I have a few more shows, and I was up to no good. " A bright smile jumped into Yan Ziyan's eyes as he joked.

"It's fine in the country. If I go abroad, my passport …"

"Follow me. You don't need to think about anything else." Yan Zixian smiled, took her hand in the air and walked out.

This way... Okay? The feeling of skipping school made Han Tianning feel like he was committing a crime.

However, before she could think too much, she felt a warm sensation on her right hand, which was tightly grasped by Yan Zhaoge. It was a warm sensation that guided her towards a place that seemed to be very bright.

Song Haojun slept until 4 PM before waking up.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Linda.

Why not Han Tianning?

Sitting up abruptly, he held his head dizzily as he discovered that he was in a bed.

Whose bed is this? Why was there a vague hint of Han Tianning's scent?

"Haojun, you're finally awake? Are you feeling better? " Linda and a man with glasses who looked like a doctor were standing by the bed, asking with concern.

"Han Tianning …" Where is Han Tianning? " With his forehead still burning, Song Haojun asked in a daze.

"She …" She was temporarily transferred away … " Linda quickly took a glass of water, and handed it to Song Haojun, "Come, drink some water first, and then take a piece of antipyretic medicine."

"Clang!" The water cup fell to the ground, but the thick cup body did not shatter, splashing water all over the floor.

Linda had never seen such a Song Haojun. Although he often had a dark face, but in front of her, he was still a bit polite and rarely lost his temper with the staff beside him.

"I want to see her." His eyes turning red, Song Haojun rubbed his temples as he spoke.

"Now... She had already left, "Linda could not tell him now that Han Tianning had been taken away by Han Tianning. She forced a smile," Little Jun, let the doctor check your body, come … "

"Did she leave with Yan Zixian?" Clutching the sheet, the sleepiness and fatigue in Song Haojun's voice suddenly turned incomparably cold.

"Haojun, you're awake?" Tina came in with a sound of Shannon's accent. She was always outside.

At this moment, Song Haojun's face was cold and gloomy. As soon as Tina entered, she tactfully shut her mouth.

"Take care of yourself first. I'll inform the boss to cancel the notice for you these few days. Before the next concert, just …"

"I didn't see Han Tianning before the next concert, so the company had better inform me to cancel the concert earlier." Song Haojun's voice was cold and indifferent. He reached out his hand, "Give me a call. I want to talk to the Boss."

Seeing his imposing manner, Linda did not dare to offend him. Without saying a word, she took out her phone and handed it over.

Qian Jin felt a headache coming on. His most caring assistant had run off with his obedient nephew!

Could he be understood as eloping?

He had just finished calling them, so he didn't need to go through so much trouble to find them. He wanted to borrow Han Tianning's money for a period of time …

How long is a time? One day? One month? One year?

Song Haojun returned to his own apartment and sat on the shaking chair on the balcony in a daze.

This was the chair Han Tianning had reserved. She said that she would lie down here at noon with her eyes closed for 10 minutes of rest every day. She did not need to take a nap, she could also rest.

He remembered hearing Han Tianning speak of a plant by the side of the balcony called the Lovers' Tree.

He didn't know how to tend potted plants, and there weren't any greenery in the apartment. Ever since Han Tianning arrived, he would buy some flowers and plants every day when he came back from work, filling the monotonous room with life.

Only, it was unknown how long it had been since she had not returned. The leaves of the lover tree were somewhat yellow, carrying with it the depression of autumn.

It was the first time that the apartment had become so empty. It was as empty as an endless wilderness.

"Lover tree, cover me … "Under the umbrella, I'll keep you, too, with warm feelings in my head. True love is like layers of green leaves. I've been thinking about it. Who cares if it turns into a storm …"

Suddenly, an old melody floated up. Song Haojun started to sing softly, his voice was slow and resonating in the quiet room.

"At this moment, let's not lose our joy. Let's not lose our love. Under the green umbrella, our charm is just like a feather …"

At the end of the chant, the sound gradually disappeared. For some reason, his heart felt terrible, and Song Haojun placed his hand on his chest, trying to suppress that indescribable pain.

There was no room for him in which there was no assistant, not even music could fill his loneliness.

When had he become so attached to a woman?

What did this sour feeling mean?

Did he like her? How could this be …

Such an unremarkable little woman, in the glory of beauties gathering in the clouds, was like a little daisy in a myriad of flowers. She was so ordinary that no one could remember her.

When had the daisy, struggling upward to meet the sun and rain, filled his heart?

Song Haojun took the phone from the side, and pondered for a while, before dialing his father's number.

He rarely took the initiative to call home, either because he was busy at work or because he didn't like that kind of family.

The afternoon sunlight quietly sprinkled on the white eel floating on the balcony. Song Haojun's voice seemed to float in the sunlight.

"Dad …" There's something I want to talk to you about. "

Seemingly the first time he received such a call for help from his son, Song Rui Hong put down the work at hand, leaned back in his office chair and listened attentively.

"I slept with a woman …" Song Haojun didn't know what to say, and decided to start from the most straightforward point.

When Song Rui Hong heard the beginning, he immediately took off his glasses, reached out for a tissue, and started wiping his sweat.

His son... Was it a freak?

When he was young, his IQ and EQ were both shockingly high. Since when did EQ degenerate to this extent?

Had his son's feelings been absorbed in the music? To think that he was so slow when dealing with women, he didn't have the slightest demeanor that he should have had when he made his move back then!

En, thinking back to back then, how Zhu Qi was young and beautiful, with so many rich and wealthy young masters chasing after her.

"If your recent depression is due to her, apologize to her." Listening to Song Haojun's words, Song Ruihong sighed and said, "If you really like her, then you have to tell her sincerely that you shouldn't use words or actions to hurt others …"

"How could I like her?" Song Haojun raised his hand to cover his face, muttering.

He was just uncomfortable. He hated the feeling of being thrown away, hated the feeling of her not being by his side …

The feeling of falling in love, how could it be so warm and sweet? Love was hot, it could burn everything, and it would take a lifetime to forget. It was just like back then when he first saw Shulan.

"Whether you like it or not, only your own heart will know." Song Ruihong said calmly, "A man should be responsible for what he has done. That child is very traditional and unable to accept that kind of thing is very normal. Your method is wrong …"

"I said I would be responsible for her, but she doesn't need it!" Thinking of her rejection, Song Haojun got even angrier.

"Women usually say no, they just want it." His son was emotionally hopeless. He and Zhu Qi were both so smart. How could they have such an unenlightened son?

"Why do I feel like she really doesn't want it?" Song Haojun also sighed; his father didn't understand Han Tianning at all.

"Hao Jun, dealing with traditional girls, marriage is the most effective method. I still have a decent impression of that assistant, and your mother just happens to be nagging about asking for a grandson every day …"

"I have something to do, so I'll hang up first." When Song Haojun heard this, he immediately hung up and sat in the rocking chair, closing his eyes.

Love? Love is not such a feeling.

He remembered that when he was seventeen and saw Shuran, his heart beat at a rate that made him think he was going to die.

There was no feeling of his heart pounding like thunder when he was with Han Tianning.

He simply had a desire for her body. Seeing Han Tianning and seeing Shulan were two completely different feelings. Not only did he not waver, but his heart was even calmer.

These two extreme emotions can be called "love"?

When he thought of Shulan, he subconsciously picked up his phone again and pressed a string of numbers that he was very familiar with. However, he did not press the final button for a long time.

They contacted her eight months ago, she said. She might be getting married. After that, they never contacted each other again.

In fact, after graduating from high school, they had only contacted each other three times.

The first time was after graduation. She had contacted him and invited him to join her.

The second time was when he became famous in the country. She took the initiative to contact him again and said, "Good child, good luck."

The third time he called her and finally asked about her love life, she said, Thank you for your concern, I'm getting married.

Then, the blue sky of Song Haojun darkened.

He knew that he would never be able to keep up with her pace, but that beautiful and demure music teacher was his first throb.

Han Tianning and Shu Lan weren't the same type of people at all. From their looks to their personalities to their hobbies.

The wife he wanted should at least have some trace of Shulan, right?

With a slight flick of his finger, he pressed down on the dial button on the touch screen.

Song Haojun's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly hung up.

See, love should be like this, let a person's heart beat out of control, not warm like white water.

A few seconds later, Song Haojun's phone vibrated.

"Hello, Little Jun?" A gentle voice came from the other side.

Song Haojun immediately stood up and walked back and forth helplessly. The feeling of having a crush on someone was indeed something to be expected.

Her voice trembled.

"How did you find the time to call teacher? Weren't you busy with touring recently? " Shulan asked with a smile as she walked through the campus.

"How did the teacher know I was on tour?" The nervous voice was a bit unstable. This was the feeling of love.

"Foolish child, we have been paying close attention to your movements every day. It's just that I have been very busy lately and wanted to go watch your concert." Shu Lan said helplessly.

"Oh …" "Are you busy with the wedding?" Song Haojun's throat was a little dry as he asked.

"Yes, I originally wanted to invite everyone to participate, but since you all already have your own businesses, I only plan to have a meal with my family and colleagues." Shulan sighed, yet she was satisfied that her students had met their expectations.

"Ah …" A specific date has already been set? " Song Haojun's palms were covered in sweat as he asked again.

"China's Mid-Autumn Festival on the eighth of next month." Shulan laughed. Although she had been in the United States for so long, she still missed China.

"Bless you." After a long while, Song Haojun finally spoke.

"Thank you, how about you? Do you have a regular girlfriend? " Shulan greeted the incoming student and asked with concern, "Even though you're already a big star, you still have to take care of your private life."

"I... I also have a regular girlfriend … " Song Haojun's gentle and familiar voice held a trace of happiness. He had always felt this way, "Ah …" "He just so happened to be preparing to propose to her during the Mid-Autumn Festival …"

"Really?" Shu Lan laughed again and said with some emotion, "Our Little Music Genius has also grown up. Work hard. I'm going to class now. I'll do it like this for now. Let's call my teacher when we have time."

"Alright, goodbye." After hanging up the phone in disappointment, Song Haojun's heart gradually calmed down after a long time.

Look, this is love. The love he waited for alone.

No matter whether it was the normal times that she had deliberately forgotten or because she was too busy to remember, at night, she would often dream of such a beautiful past.

In the classroom, there was the piano. The woman from the East sat quietly by the piano. Bright sunlight shone through the large glass window onto her calm face …

"Student, you can speak Chinese with me."

"I miss my hometown very much. I think I might return to China in the future."

"Wow, this is our Prince of Music …"

"You will become a superstar in the future and conquer the world with your music!"

She was the first person who fully supported his music and gave him a full affirmation.

That year, he was seventeen, a third year of high school. She was twenty-three years old and had just been transferred to school to take over their music lessons. After listening to his own piano music, she said gently to him.

Song Haojun didn't understand why he could silently and gently wait upon a woman.

This was not his character at all.

However, as long as he saw that quiet music teacher, he didn't dare to express his love.

He was afraid that this beautiful female teacher's life would have an unpleasant accompaniment.

Such gentleness and caution, that was what love was all about.

Han Tianning changed out of the last set of clothes and took off his makeup, a trace of worry in his eyes.

She still couldn't leave her job entirely.

These past few days, she had been very free and had a lot of time, but her heart was not at ease.

After all, she was already used to being a good student. The thought of skipping classes made her feel uneasy.

Furthermore, on the company's forum, she was even more worried when she saw the recent news about Song Haojun's suspension of work due to medical reasons.

She turned on her cellphone. The company and Song Haojun had both called her, as well as a bunch of messages, which made her flustered. It was as if her identity as a student who skipped class had changed to a fugitive.

"If you want to go back, I will send you back." Yan Zixian suddenly said as he sat in the car.

Han Tianning turned around and looked at him. Had he displayed what he was thinking so clearly?

"Do you have a lot of fun to do every day?" Yan Zixian asked with a smile.

"Sorry, for tomorrow's clothing show, I might …"

"Let me accompany you to Song Hao Jun's concert." He interrupted her.

Han Tianning saw his gaze and immediately turned his head, his heartbeat quickening.

God was so good to her, sending her such an angelic man when she was hurt.

As the leaves of the love tree withered, Song Haojun finally saw Han Tianning once more.

She followed behind Linda, probably badly scolded by her boss. Her small face fell, and she tried to smile.

Linda did not dare to enter. She stood outside the door and pushed Han Tianning, who was behind her, in front of Song Haojun. She smiled gently, "Hao Jun, Ning Ning's extra work is over. Let her help you pack your clothes and prepare to board the plane."

Han Tianning looked at the door as it opened, before forcing out a smile, "The 8 PM flight will be rehearsed for the last time tomorrow, tonight …"

"Bang!"

The door closed with a strong, cold wind, almost hitting her straight little nose.

"It seems like he's still very angry." Linda said behind Han Tianning.

"Sister Linda, can I …"

"No way!" Contrary to her usual gentleness, Linda instantly became a shrew on the street, with her hands on her hips, she pointed at Han Tianning's head while grinding her teeth, "Did you know, because of you, the boss rejected three notices for Song Haojun? This week, because of your irresponsible behavior, how much did the company lose? "

"I know." Qian Jin had already yelled at her once, but Han Tianning turned his head helplessly. She really didn't want to see Song Haojun again.

Even if he gave her ten million yuan, she didn't want to see him!

Furthermore, Han Tianning never thought that his departure would bring such a loss to the company. Song Haojun looked as if he didn't want to see her at all, so why did he have to come back?

He wanted to continue bullying her! That must be it.

Han Tianning painfully thought, how could a petty man like him let him go!

Song Haojun turned around and leaned against the door. He didn't feel anything! He didn't feel the blissful dizziness he had when he was with Shulan at all.

On the contrary, his heart was filled with rage — This little girl was really skittish. She had been mad for so many days, and only knew she was coming back the day before the concert!

In order to prevent himself from accidentally killing someone, he had to first isolate the smiling face that was filled with unwillingness.

Taking a deep breath, Song Haojun opened the door once again, coldly looking at the two women who were arguing outside.

Seeing the door open again, Linda stopped herself and pushed Han Tianning to the front again.

"You can go now." Although the voice was ice-cold, it was still pleasant and sexy.

Han Tianning's eyes lit up. She can leave now? Yeah, great! This man was truly magnanimous today. He did not plan to bully her.

"Alright, I'll pick you up at 6 PM on time." Before Han Tianning could move, Linda had followed up and left in a hurry, trying her best to suppress the feeling of relief.

Han Tianning, on the other hand, stepped into the room in despair under the cold gaze of Song Haojun and began her miserable and miserable work.

Song Haojun was sitting on the sofa, deep in thought while biting his thumb.

Indeed, she did not secretly gaze upon the intense feeling she felt. Her presence was warm and quiet like a ray of sunlight.

As Han Tianning watered the flowers, he stole a glance at the thinker on the sofa. He actually sat there quietly without saying a word to her.

Such an abnormal behavior like Song Haojun made Han Tianning even more uneasy.

He always felt as if his mind was preoccupied with something, as if he was shrouded in deep sadness.