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He couldn't sleep. In fact, if he could get along like he did last night, he wouldn't feel so bad.

Having chatted nonchalantly, his mood had relaxed to the extreme. Deep down in his heart, he still trusted this little assistant who had slept, and whose temper was sometimes very bad.

She had good qualities that people believed, even though she was sometimes so old-fashioned that she didn't seem like a new person.

As he looked at his own hands, Song Haojun suddenly realized that if there was someone to accompany him every night, he wouldn't be so lonely and lose sleep in the middle of the night.

However … Why hasn't that woman come out of the bathroom yet?

Song Haojun sat on the sofa and had already drunk a cup of plain water — Han Tianning had forced this habit out of him.

But it was indeed a good habit. Han Tianning would occasionally prepare nectar or lemonade for him to remove the toxins from his body.

A cup of boiling water took a long time to heat up, but Han Tianning was still in the bathroom.

No matter if it was constipation or bathing, it wouldn't take that long, right?

In addition, would Han Tianning, who was as healthy as he could be, squat in the toilet bowl or take an empty bath for more than half an hour?

Song Haojun's gaze suddenly fell on a bag on the corner of the sofa.

Han Tianning's bag was wide open. There were a few strange objects. His eyesight was very good, and the words on it clearly appeared in his eyes — Early pregnancy test card, human hair follicle gonadotropin …

Song Haojun stared blankly for a long time, as he turned the items over and over, his expression gradually becoming complicated.

She didn't take any medicine?

Or was it just a few days ago, when she was with Yan Zhaoge? What happened that night?

When he thought about how Han Tianning and Yan Zixian had spent the entire night together, Song Haojun's expression changed again and again.

Han Tianning sat on the toilet seat and waited patiently for the third piece of early pregnancy test paper to show its reaction.

Fortunately, she bought ten at a time. In order to be accurate, she used three.

But... After waiting for half an hour, no red lines appeared on the paper.

Was her method wrong? Or was it out of date?

Don't tell me these things are fake? Han Tianning and the others grew increasingly anxious.

Never let anything happen to you... She doesn't want to have surgery... I don't want to be an unmarried mother...

When Han Tianning thought of the possibility that he might be pregnant with that fellow's child, he felt so vexed that he wanted to cry.

It was only because she didn't want to take any medicine that day and was certain that she was in a safe period. She was afraid that those hormone pills wouldn't be good for her body, which would lead to the current consequences.

In fact, her physiological cycle was very normal. That day, her aunt had only left for less than a day and was almost half a month away from ovulation time.

Or was it because his mood was unstable and he had ovulated earlier?

Han Tianning became even more flustered and decided to try a few more times.

When she opened the bathroom door, she was stunned.

Song Haojun was standing at the door, holding a test card in his hand, looking at her gloomily.

"You went to the hospital yesterday to buy this?" Song Haojun waved the white bag in his hand, and his lips moved slightly.

Han Tianning didn't expect him to wake up so early. Seeing him with the test card, he didn't want to hide it anymore and bluntly replied, "Yes, my one didn't come."

"You didn't take any medicine?" Song Haojun hoped that she just hadn't taken any medicine, and would rather she hadn't taken any emergency contraception than get pregnant after taking some medicine …

Because it meant that she had a relationship with Yan Zhaoge.

These thoughts swirled in his mind, causing Song Haojun's heart to tighten.

"Nope." Han Tianning pursed his lips and looked at his gloomy face. He straightened his back and didn't hide anything.

He thought he would go into a rage, curse himself, and then coldly say, "Go to the hospital and get rid of him."

However, there was no storm as Han Tianning had expected. On the contrary, if she hadn't been wrong, Song Haojun's expression seemed to have eased up a bit.

"Do you have it, or don't you have it?" Song Haojun still suspected that she was together with Zhang Zian that night. Taking a deep breath, he asked the main point.

"I don't know." Han Tianning felt that this moment was like a Sino-American negotiation. It was no longer as carefree and comfortable as the previous night; it was filled with an overbearing sense of nervousness.

"How could I not know? Aren't you supposed to know about this sort of thing best? " Song Haojun actually wanted to say that as a psychological counselor and half a doctor, Han Tianning should understand his own body.

Han Tianning bit her lip. She really wanted to endure, but due to her frustration and unknown reasons, she still shouted, "This is the first time I've encountered such a thing. Don't think that I know everything, idiot!"

Song Haojun was stunned. She called him an idiot?

Han Tianning reached out a hand to push him away. This stupid and annoying man was annoying her to death. She had to go to the hospital, so she didn't know how to use her pregnancy test card.

Although he had been scolded by her, Song Haojun wasn't angry at all. He stood motionless at the bathroom door until Han Tianning walked to the entrance with his bag in hand. He then slowly said, "Do you need to inform the police?"

Han Tianning frowned and stopped walking. His heart was filled with the feeling that he might be pregnant, and he didn't understand the meaning behind his words. Instead, he asked, "Why are you notifying him?"

"Maybe it's his responsibility to get someone to accompany you to the hospital, isn't it?" In truth, Song Haojun was very nervous. He really wanted to know if Han Tianning had anything to do with the period of his words.

Although the assistant wouldn't have gone to bed with another man so soon, it was still possible for her to be coaxed into doing so due to her crafty personality.

"What did you say?" Han Tianning stood up and looked at him.

"You spend the night with him... "I know this in my heart." Song Haojun's palms were sweating, and he controlled his tone as he spoke.

"Song Haojun, it's fine if you don't respect me. Please don't ruin the reputation of others." Han Tianning finally understood what he meant. Anger and sadness filled his heart in an instant.

This stinking man had wasted her efforts to build a good relationship with him. She had not expected her heart to be so dark. In his eyes, were there no good people?

"Where are you going?" Seeing that she was about to put on her shoes and leave after finishing her angry words, Song Haojun hurriedly asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." Han Tianning was truly annoyed. It wasn't just that he was misunderstood, but he also hated him for categorizing the period of his words as one of vile conduct and bad conduct.

"In other words, this has nothing to do with him?" Song Haojun ran out in his pajamas, asking her from behind.

"It has nothing to do with you." Gritting his teeth, Han Tianning coldly said as he continuously pressed the button to descend the elevator.

"Where are you going now?" Hearing her reply, not only did Song Haojun not get annoyed, he even continued to ask patiently.

Hearing her reply just now, Song Haojun didn't know why, but he let out a sigh of relief.

"Hospital!" Han Tianning took a deep breath and turned around. Looking at the beautiful man in pajamas with messy hair, he coldly and mockingly asked, "Are you going?"

"Why not?" Against Han Tianning's expectations, Song Haojun unexpectedly nodded his head.

"What are you doing!" Han Tianning began to scratch his head. Song Haojun really wanted to follow her to the hospital for an examination.

Furthermore, he was still wearing his pajamas and dragging his slippers as he accompanied him to the hospital …

If the paparazzi caught this sort of thing, all sorts of gossip would pop up.

Standing at the entrance downstairs, Han Tianning started to stop walking. "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going …" Market... "Don't follow me!"

Now that it was too late to regret, Han Tianning should have been wary of Song Haojun's reckless personality.

Song Haojun didn't say anything. Under the surprised gaze of the security guards, he grabbed Han Tianning's arm and forcefully pulled her toward the infirmary.

The facilities of Fenghuang apartment are perfect. Medical room, fitness room and swimming pool are all available.

However, Han Tian would rather not inspect the medical room in Feng Huang's apartment. How would the colleagues of the company look at her and Song Haojun?

"I don't want to go there!" Han Tianning held onto the lamppost by the side of the road, unwilling to walk further into the infirmary.

When the colleagues and celebrities who were in charge of the morning training saw Song Haojun pulling his assistant along early in the morning, they gathered around him, half watching the scene, and the other half watching the beautiful man.

Some people even took out their cell phones and secretly took small videos to stream their Moments.

Usually, Song Haojun would be very busy. He would pick up his car and drive them directly from the underground parking lot to his apartment, so even though they were living in the same apartment, they didn't encounter many opportunities, especially with the onlookers close by.

Tsk tsk, a little Heavenly King with no makeup at all. His looks are so handsome that even the cleaning lady would become infatuated while stepping on the flowerbeds …

"Song Haojun!" Han Tianning used his eyes to plead silently, not wanting such a private matter to be seen by his friends and colleagues.

Although she hadn't been in the entertainment circle for long, she was well aware of the explosive power of this matter if it were to be spread.

Perhaps with her formidable strength, Song Haojun only managed to increase the number of headlines, but she would become cannon fodder, and even ruin her own life.

It wasn't an exaggeration at all. If those entertainment fans found out that they were having an affair, all the negative news would be on her shoulders. Even if she had to leave this circle, she would still have to endure the criticism from everyone …

"What's wrong with Assistant Han?" The surrounding people chattered at once.

"I need to go to the hospital." Holding her slender wrist, it seemed that Song Haojun wasn't prepared to return home.

"Are you sick?"

"Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Everyone immediately surrounded him, seemingly concerned about the body of the assistant, but their infatuated eyes were all fixated on Song Haojun's body.

"Hello." Suddenly frowning in displeasure, Song Haojun was accidentally touched by a woman wearing heavy makeup very early in the morning.

As expected, he still detested the fragrance of the powder on other women's bodies and felt that it was a garbage station built with chemical materials.

Because of this extremely distant and cold and arrogant "hey" word, the surrounding people simultaneously took half a step back and widened the encirclement by a bit.

"I'm fine …" Ha … "Go back to your work, don't worry about us …" Embarrassed, Han Tianning hugged the lamppost. This was the first time he lost so much face in front of his company's artiste colleagues.

"Is it really okay? "It seems like his face isn't looking good."

"Assistant Han, do you need me to accompany you to the hospital?"

But the surrounding people didn't intend to disperse, and continued to enthusiastically respond to Han Tianning's words, their gazes falling on the somewhat impatient Song Haojun's face.

Beautiful man, beautiful man, a beautiful man in pajamas with a beautiful curve on his chest …

Why did the heavens give a man such a perfect face, and even give him a figure comparable to gold? They were drooling. They really envied Han Tianning for being able to see such an eye-catching scenery every day.

But Han Tianning did not feel happy at all. She would rather be an ugly but beautiful assistant artiste than get along with bad people.

"Assistant Han, what's wrong with you?"

"Do you need an ambulance?"

As expected, the moment the woman saw the beautiful man, her mind went blank. The female celebrities and female assistants were all staring at Song Haojun with infatuation, their hearts rippling, sending off the autumn waves, pretending to be pure and innocent, all of them were full of energy in the corridor below the apartment building, wanting Song Haojun to see more of them.

Han Tianning sighed to himself. It seemed that he couldn't marry someone too handsome in the future. Otherwise, he wouldn't feel safe taking them out …

Song Haojun tried to pull her away for a long time, but Han Tianning, without caring about his image, didn't go to the treatment room. He had already used up all of his patience.

Early in the morning, he really hated such a "morning practice" method.

Song Haojun ignored the "concerned" voices of the surrounding people. He moved closer to Han Tianning's ear and said in a low voice, "If you don't let go, I will speak."

Han Tianning glared at him. What did he want to say?

In any case, she wouldn't go to the medical room for an examination. She was familiar with the company, so the news would quickly spread to the entire world. Song Haojun would bring her to the hospital to check if she was pregnant.

Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible.

"I'll count to three. If you don't let go and follow me, I'll tell you." Song Haojun said in a low voice.

What did he want to say? Han Tianning looked at the medical treatment room that was less than 300 meters in front of him and hugged the light pole even tighter.

"One." A pleasant voice sounded in her ears.

"Two." The man's voice was heartbreaking, but Han Tianning refused to let go.

"Three." Song Haojun blinked his black eyes, suddenly letting out a strange smile. He looked at the surrounding people who were still talking, and said indifferently, "She isn't sick, it's just that she might be pregnant."

These words caused Han Tianning and the others around him to turn silent.

Even the person taking the camera had forgotten to turn off the flash.

"Huai …" "Pregnant..." It was clearly knew that this was the time to say nothing and it was safest to remain silent. However, everyone here had the spirit of gossiping. After a long while, envious gazes landed on Han Tianning.

"He … You must be joking! " Han Tianning felt that the sky and earth were dark. How could he say that? It must have been intentional!

Heavens, she never thought that this man would not care about her image and speak in such an unthinking manner!

"I just... Some colds... "But I'm very afraid of getting an injection..." The more he explained, the more suspicious he became. Han Tianning let go of the lamppost and rushed out of the silent crowd, taking the initiative to walk towards the treatment room.

Gritting his teeth as he walked, Han Tianning shook off the man following him and rushed to the medical room. "Give me some gunpowder!"

The medical rooms in Feng Huang's apartment were all free of charge. Holding the medicine in his hand, Han Tianning turned around to see Song Haojun standing behind him.

She was angry, and she went out.

"You should check your stomach first, right?" Song Haojun blocked her as he spoke.

"I don't know what you mean! But I hope you know your own identity! " Han Tianning gritted his teeth and stared at him. "Have you ever thought about how much trouble your irresponsible words will bring? "Just …"

"If you do, it's because of me, isn't it? "I just spoke the truth …"

"Shut up! You did it on purpose! Is this kind of prank fun? " Han Tianning angrily interrupted him. There weren't many people in the morning's medical room, so the nurse's eyes were focused on Song Haojun. They were far away, so she didn't hear what they were saying.

"Do you think the child is a prank?" The tone of her voice suddenly sank, and Song Haojun's gaze locked onto her face that was alternating between red and white.

Han Tianning was stunned. What did this mean?

"You have to take responsibility for everything you've done. That's what you told me." Song Haojun's eyes looked down, falling on her flat stomach, "If you really have it, I will be responsible for the child!"

He did not say "responsible to you," but to the child.

Although Song Haojun didn't want to have a child so soon, he wouldn't let Han Tianning bear this burden alone.

In the end, she was still innocent that night because she was unable to control her body.

If he were Han Tianning, he probably wouldn't have such a good temper.

"If you really have such a sense of responsibility, keep your mouth shut and don't let me get into trouble." Han Tianning replied without any trace of politeness.

He was in charge? Men are selfish bastards, he said. Maybe he just wanted the child with his blood in it.

With this thought, Han Tianning felt as if his heart had been ruthlessly cut by something sharp and sharp.

"I've already said it. The news will be out soon." Song Haojun shrugged and said.

"Why?" Han Tianning's mind had been in disarray since the morning as he tried his best to calm down. She realized that Song Haojun did it on purpose.

What was he trying to do, deliberately mentioning his pregnancy in front of the gossip artists and colleagues?

"No reason. I don't want to hide it." Song Haojun reached out to grab her wrist, pulling her to the office of the gynecology director, "Let's first confirm your stomach. We'll discuss this after we find out what's going on."

As expected … Song Haojun seemed to be afraid that no one would know of this matter, so not only did he say those words, he even pulled him along to investigate, letting everyone know that they were "having an affair".

Han Tianning covered his face, feeling as if the sky had fallen.

"Not yet." After a careful examination, the chief physician put on his glasses, shook his head, and asked, "How many days late are you?"

"Two... "Two days."

"Not yet?" With a heavy burden on her heart, Han Tianning had no strength left to scold Song Haojun. She covered her face as she spoke in a low voice.

"It's only been two days …" "Tianning, have you been under a lot of pressure recently?" The director of gynecology, of course, knew the famous little assistant. In fact, they had talked about medicine before.

"But no matter how busy you are, you are always on time." Han Tianning said gloomily.

Song Haojun had been sitting in a nearby chair all this time. Hearing the doctor say that he was "temporarily unpregnant", he didn't know why, but his heart felt empty.

Strange? Could it be that he was hoping for Han Tianning to become pregnant?

He had never thought of having a child now, nor had he thought of working together with Han Tianning to give birth to a child …

That day, he immediately got Tang Rui to send medicine over because he was afraid that she would get pregnant.

"Are you sure you're not pregnant?" Song Haojun coldly said.

"It could also be because the time is too short and no longer than ten days …"

"Thank you, Director Huang. We still have other things to do, so let's get busy." He immediately stood up, wishing he could escape through the ground.

"Alright, you don't have to worry about this. Your mood has been unstable recently, and your work and rest times are in disarray. You're under too much pressure, so you should know how to recuperate, right?" The chief doctor smiled and said, "If you still haven't come in a week, come and check again."

"I know, thank you." Han Tianning's face was flushed red as he dove his head in the direction of the sound.

Although the medical team inside Feng Huang were all well-trained and well-trained, well-trained in secrecy, Han Tianning still thought to himself, "It's over. I'll just wait for the media to bombard me!"

"Song Haojun, do you know how terrible the consequences will be? If the reporter asks about these things, you have to be very clear about it! " If Han Tianning went on a rampage in the apartment, she would be killed.

"We've been here for more than ten days, right?" Song Haojun didn't have much of a concept about dates. As he looked at the latest soccer report, it was hard to tell what he was thinking about, but his eyes looked a bit empty.

"If you are dissatisfied with me, you can settle it in private. Your words and actions this morning …"

"The night you and the date you spoke of …" Staring at the newspaper, Song Haojun didn't want to ask any further questions, but he couldn't help but ask, "Did he really do anything with you?"

"What do you mean?" Han Tianning's furious face turned cold. Walking in front of him made him feel good to be able to look down on him.

Song Haojun flipped open the newspaper, and sat on the sofa with a lazy and sexy posture. He didn't put the angry little assistant in his eyes at all, and indifferently said, "If I find out that you are pregnant after a week, how should I explain it?"

"No matter how you explain it, it shouldn't have anything to do with you, right? "Song Haojun, your personality is really weird. I can listen to you when I work, but you have no right to interfere in your private life. So your actions this morning violated the most basic rules of the company …"

"I just want to know if you and my date are clean or not." Song Haojun threw the newspaper to the side, stretched out his long legs, and leaned against the sofa, raising his head as he spoke.

Han Tianning's cold and angry face suddenly stiffened.

Song Haojun lazily raised his eyes to look at her, suppressing too many complex feelings in his black eyes.

He had done this on purpose. It was indeed intentional to let those people hear the news this morning.

Having been in the entertainment circle for so long, he naturally knew what to say and what not to say.

He did it, even though he knew it might hurt her.

"You … No matter what relationship I have with the period of my words, it has nothing to do with you, right? " Han Tianning was so angry that he felt a little dizzy. Why was he always talking nonsense?

Song Haojun's questioning tone was laughable. They weren't husband and wife, and couldn't even be considered friends, could they?

"I want to be sure you didn't have sex with him?" Song Haojun moved his lips. He was a bit stubborn today. Although he had asked in the morning, she didn't answer him directly.

This time, he had to hear her say "No."

Even if it was just a lie, he had to dispel the worries and displeasure in his heart.

"You … Whoever I am with has nothing to do with you! " Han Tianning bit his lip. He really wanted to slap Li Feiyu in the face for his rude words.

In order to avoid being slapped, Han Tianning turned to leave after saying this.

What a detestable man, what a detestable mouth!

"Answer me." Song Haojun stood up, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"I refuse." Han Tianning could no longer control his anger as he was grabbed by the shoulder and viciously flung it into the man's hand.

"You never get angry with him because you like him?" Song Hao felt a burning sensation on the back of his hand. This little girl was actually hitting him.

"Who I like has nothing to do with you!"

"He won't treat you sincerely. A beautiful woman like you, he only knows how to play …"

"Shut up! Don't make everyone look as dark as themselves! " Unable to tolerate him repeating this over and over again, Han Tianning suddenly turned around and raised his head to look at Song Haojun without concealing the disgust in his heart.

"You … Do you know what a man thinks? " Song Haojun was also angry. He had resisted asking about the events of that night because after talking to his father on the phone, he had thought through a lot of things.

However, when he thought that she was pregnant, he could no longer resist this question.

"I don't know what you're thinking!" Han Tianning pulled his hand away from her shoulder. Before he could finish, he had a hand on the back of his head and forcefully kissed her lips.

"Ugh …" After staring blankly for three seconds, Han Tianning threw the bag in his hand towards the kissing Song Haojun.

"Did he ever kiss you like that?" Having been smashed to her chest, Song Haojun held her hand, which kept waving non-stop, before turning it back to her waist, and asking with a pair of red eyes.

"Bastard!" When they were chatting last night, she had thought that he had changed for the better. She hadn't expected him to turn around and behave in such a vile manner.

"In your heart, I'm just a bastard!" If it were in the past, Song Haojun wouldn't have expected that someone would reject him, scold him, or hit him.

But Han Tianning had done everything, he just didn't want to like him.

Was he that bad when compared to his period?

"What are you going to do? Let me go! " Han Tianning was suddenly lifted up and immediately used his hands and feet to kick him.

"Since you don't want to say it, I'll check for myself!"

The sullen look in Song Haojun's eyes and the sneer on his lips made Han Tianning shudder. In the next moment, she was thrown onto the bed in her bedroom.

Before he could bounce on the soft bed, he was suppressed by Song Haojun who pounced on him. Han Tianning panicked. Was this man beastly again?

Why was this fellow so normal when he was outside, yet he was always up to no good?

She was really unlucky this year. Indeed, she should find a fortune-teller to change her fate!

"Song Haojun, are you a beast?" Resisting with all his might, Han Tianning wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Compared to the daily training of Song Haojun, her strength was really pitiful.

Her slender legs pressed down on her struggling legs, Song Haojun's left hand moved from her neck to the top of her head, grabbing onto her hands that had been resisting unceasingly. His low voice charmingly sounded, "Was he the one who touched her?"

"Bastard!" With tears in her clear eyes, Han Tianning bit his lip and shook his head with all his might, "No …" Let me go... "Bastard Song Haojun …"

She should have long been well-behaved, and shouldn't have allowed her temper to clash with his. Now that she was in this state, she was asking for it!

The fiery finger stopped at her chest, and Song Haojun looked at her teary eyes, a strange smile appearing in his scarlet eyes: "Between you two, nothing happened?"

"No, no, no!" Tears streaming down his face, Han Tianning couldn't understand how she had offended this fellow. She had decided that no matter how busy she was, she had to find the fortune-teller to change her fate!

"Don't you feel anything for men?" Song Haojun suddenly changed the topic, squinted his eyes, and asked her.

He actually believed in the quality of the assistant, but he didn't believe in the period of her speaking, so he wanted to personally hear her say "No."

Since she didn't do anything against him, his anger vanished.

Poor Han Tianning couldn't keep up with his jumping thoughts under such circumstances. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she glared at the bastard man in his pajamas who was pressing down on her.

"I'm asking you something. Are you cold?" Finally throwing aside the shadow of his period of silence, Song Haojun wanted to solve another mystery.

Even someone as good-looking as him couldn't pique her interest. He really suspected that the little assistant didn't like men.

"Let me go …" Han Tianning was still struggling with himself. There shouldn't be any woman who would have feelings for such a rough guy, right?

She was a normal person in physical and mental health, not a masochist!

"You like women?" She put her lips to her ear.

"Scram …" His voice suddenly started to tremble. Han Tianning's entire body trembled slightly as he gently held onto his earlobe.

She didn't want to … What was this feeling? She doesn't like it...

Song Haojun ignored her. He loved her skin so much that it emitted a faint fragrance. It was as if he was leaning over a flower …

A fiery kiss spread from her earlobe down her long neck, and Song Haojun's breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Don't touch me... Bastard … "Let me go …" Even the angry voice was a bit unsteady. It had a soft dragging sound, as if it was begging.

"Song Haojun, don't be like this... "I'm begging you …" What a shameful feeling. The resistance in Han Tianning's heart and his body were intricately mixed. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she trembled uncontrollably.

Han Tianning's futile attempts to resist and beg for mercy was of no avail. Furthermore, his stomach was starting to hurt.

The strange pain made her wrinkle her small face and moan in pain.

"Don't …" Han Tianning felt a sharp pain in his stomach as he sobbed.

Song Haojun looked at the blood on her pants, completely stupefied.

He had never seen a girl's physique before. Although he had already learned this kind of knowledge before, under such circumstances, his first reaction was that he had hurt her, which was why he was bleeding …

"Should I call a doctor?" Song Haojun covered Han Tianning with a blanket and anxiously paced back and forth beside the bed.

"No need …" Get yourself a cup of hot water and some ginger candy. " Han Tianning's face was deathly pale as cold sweat covered his entire body. The dull pain in his lower abdomen made her want to faint.

It was her first time experiencing dysmenorrhoea, and it seemed like the chief physician was right. Recently, she had been suffering from menstrual irregularities due to her stress, diet and emotional problems.

Song Haojun was at a loss of what to do. After receiving the order, he immediately rushed out, searching for Jiang Jia.

"Where's the sugar?" He was currently completely unfamiliar with the things in his room, so after a while, he rushed back to ask.

"The middle drawer of the second cupboard." Han Tianning felt like vomiting as he said weakly.

This was the second time for Song Haojun to serve someone. The first time he gave her a bath, he brought her some tea.

There seemed to be too much brown sugar, and there was a thick layer of it underneath. Song Haojun really couldn't do such a thing.

"You really don't need to call a doctor?" Looking at her pale and green face, her perspiring hair stuck to her forehead, looking abnormally weak, Song Haojun asked nervously.

Han Tianning shook his head. He was in so much pain that he didn't want to speak, nor did he have the strength to protest at what had just happened.

"You seem to be in a very bad state. I'll call the doctor." Now that he knew she was his aunt, Song Haojun still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Help me get a Warm Hands Treasure, thank you." His voice was so soft that it could barely be heard. Han Tianning lay on his pillow with his eyes closed as he spoke.

"There's no Warm Water Treasure, I'll get someone to buy one and send it over." No matter how cold Song Haojun was, his hands and feet wouldn't be cold, so he never used that sort of thing.

"Forget it …" Han Tianning forced himself to his feet and took two sips of hot sugary water. The pain in his meridians was indeed unbearable. A woman must be healthy …

"Can I help you massage it?" Seeing her in such a terrible state, this time, Song Haojun was absolutely kind.

"No, I'll be fine after a while."

Song Haojun saw that she was curled up on his bed, tightly wrapped in a blanket, revealing only her black hair and pale face. Suddenly, he felt that his intestines were tied up.

Normally, no matter how angry she was, she would always be full of vigor. When had she ever become this sickly …

He walked into the living room, called the company, called Tang Rui, and returned to his bedroom. Han Tianning had already fallen asleep.

His sweaty black hair stuck to his face, and his normally upraised lips were tightly pursed at this moment. His brows were slightly knitted, and his pair of clear eyes were quietly shut, casting a circle of faint shadows.

Song Haojun unconsciously reached out his hand and gently caressed her ice-cold face.

She liked her body, but she didn't like her character. What sort of relationship was this?

If it had been Shulan, would he have loved all of her?

Han Tianning's frown deepened. She rolled over and pulled herself into a quilt that reeked of a man's scent. She did not know that a storm was waiting for her outside.

Song Haojun was also caught up in this storm because of a mail download.

The name of the email was "Pure Long Legs MM Abuse Photograph." In a short period of time, this email had circulated to tens of thousands of people. Next, the name was changed to "Gold Medal Assistant Private Photos." From private mailboxes to major forums and websites …

Those pictures were the ones from the time at the Twin Fish Bar, on Song Haojun's cell phone.

At that time, Han Tianning threw his phone into the toilet, unaware that Song Haojun had uploaded the photo to his personal email after taking a photo.

After that, he was busy preparing announcements and rehearsals, so Song Haojun forgot to delete these things. In fact, he rarely used his mailbox, so he didn't think that there would be a hacker attacking his private mailbox to call out these photos.

Although there weren't many pictures at that time, only five or six, it was enough for others to think about. Some websites even put out irresponsible slogans such as "Gold Medals Special Agent Suspects of Prostitution".

Of course, the upper echelons of the Peugeot urgently handled the news and tracked down the source of the photos.

Thus, when Song Haojun called for leave in the morning, Qian Chao agreed without hesitation. For the time being, he didn't want Song Haojun and Han Tianning to find out about this news.

As long as Han Tianning had a cell phone or internet connection, he would be able to see these photos.

Yan Ziyan looked at the photos as well, but he did not care much about it. He even had a faint smile on his lips as he said, "My model's figure is not bad at all. She has such perfect calves. The ratio of a girl's waist to her legs is really too important."

"Ziya period, don't joke around. This matter has had a bad effect on Ning Xuemo, and it has directly affected Emperor Argent, because someone sent a message saying that these photos were sent from Song Haojun's mailbox." Qian Jin frowned.

"So, as long as uncle agrees, I will immediately settle this matter for you." Yan Ziyan said with a gentle and harmless smile.

"You? Immediately? " Qian Ju looked at Yanzhou University in disbelief. After a moment of silence, he said, "Ziying, I know you want Ning Ning to be your model, but art is fine as long as you play around. Do you really want to abandon your family business and play design? Your parents will not agree … "

"It doesn't matter, they won't really force me until I'm thirty." Yan Zixian said with a smile.

"Not at the moment. We can only wait for the concert to end. Let's see if we can transfer her to you for a period of time." Qian Jin said after thinking about it again and again.

"That is to say, you agreed to it?" Yan Zizhi smiled happily, "Uncle, you don't have to worry about Ning Xuemo's photos. I'll take care of them for you."

"Until tomorrow?" Qian Jin asked.

"More or less." Yan Zixian looked at the time. It was only 10 in the morning.

At the same time, the upper echelons of the company were doing close investigations and how to destroy the photos.

While online forums and the media could use the blackout, many people had already downloaded photos privately, and the private mailboxes were not blocked at all.

After Han Tianning had slept for two hours, the icy cold feeling in his lower abdomen finally started to warm up. The intense and prolonged pain in the beginning gradually dissipated, and she felt much more comfortable.

A man's voice could be heard from outside. Han Tianning realized that the warm feeling in his lower abdomen was from a water bag.

Song Haojun went to buy a water bag for her? It was also the oldest type, the kind that contained hot water.

Perhaps he felt that the average Warm Hand Treasure needed time to recharge, and was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait, so he bought the oldest hot water bottle.

Sometimes, he looked at this guy with an unpleasant expression and wanted to shoot him, but sometimes, he was actually so meticulous that it made people feel touched.

Although Song Haojun had done more evil than good, Han Tianning still felt warmth.

Remembering how he was busy making brown sugar water for himself, spinning around the bed … Actually, he wasn't that bad. It was just that his temper was so bad that it was annoying.

Han Tianning only had one piece of precaution in his bag. Song Haojun saw it, so he called Tang Rui to buy it with him.

He couldn't figure out what girls were like himself. He saw advertisements on TV every once in a while, but the pads, the sanitary napkins, and whether the baby was wet or not were all the same!

Moreover, he hardly ever went to the supermarket, which would attract a lot of trouble and attention.

Therefore, Tang Rui was definitely the one to do this.

"Salt... What is this? " In an open type of small kitchen, Song Haojun was standing next to the elegantly dressed man, constantly smelling and tasting this.

He and the kitchen really had no fate. Speaking of which, how come the salt, white sugar and MSG looked so similar?

Soy sauce and vinegar were the same color, and the cooking wine came to join in the fun as well.

Tang Rui was wearing an apron and holding a spatula. He leaned against it gracefully and looked around leisurely at Song Hao.

"Jun, I think you should get married early and find a woman to take care of your life. A woman like the assistant." Tang Rui pursed his lips and looked at the overly handsome man with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Shut up!" As the chopsticks flew over, Song Haojun shouted in anger.

"Well, just pretend I didn't say anything." Shrugging his shoulders, Tang Rui flipped the lamb in the wok.

"Shulan's getting married." Song Haojun held onto the control board with both hands, and suddenly said.

"I know." Tang Rui replied indifferently, "Her fiance is also a music teacher. I heard that the piano has even won a prize and is quite famous in New York City."

"Is it good for her?" Song Hao closed his eyes and asked.

"She's not bad. When I'm chatting with her, I can feel that she's very happy." Tang Rui and Song Haojun were different. He and Shuran talked about each other's lives almost every week.

Hearing this, Song Haojun became silent.

"I've already booked a plane ticket to attend the teacher's wedding as well as to meet up with my classmates." Tang Rui smiled faintly, "Jun, do you want me to record the entire wedding for you?"

"No need." Feeling a slight pain in his heart, Song Haojun immediately refused.

"Actually, Teacher Shulan is really worried about you, but because you're a very busy person, every time you ask me about your situation." Tang Rui lit up a cigarette, leaned on the counter and said: "She's very proud that you can persist in making your own music, walking out of the sky … I think you should put down some things and keep in touch with her. "She's worried about the path you're walking, and hopes that her students can go even further …"

"Is the lamb ready?" After a while, Song Haojun changed the subject and asked.

Han Tianning crawled out of bed. Her waist was still sore, but it was much better than before.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, she was stunned as she looked at the two handsome men beside the kitchen counter.

The husband she wanted in the future was the kind of man who would help her share the household chores while wearing an apron!

The handsome guy had a spatula. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

Han Tianning liked this warm feeling very much. It was like having a small reunion at home, a very comfortable and warm feeling.

The woman, whose face was still pale, looked straight at Tang Rui, making him feel like he was being ignored.

"You're better?" Saying this in a bad mood, Song Haojun walked up to Han Tianning, blocking her line of sight, "You have to help me change the bed sheets."

"Got it!" Han Tianning was actually rather grateful for the things he had done for himself, but the moment he heard him speak, he grew agitated and ordered his men to do so!

But forget it. Since the concert was over, he would leave. He would just have to endure for another two months …

"I really didn't expect Assistant Han to have dysmenorrhea. He almost scared Jun to death." A carefree and joyful voice sounded out from the kitchen.

Han Tianning's face turned red as he lowered his head in embarrassment. This sort of thing … Why did Tang Rui know about it? It was very embarrassing.

"Don't say that you're very experienced!" As he turned around, Song Haojun's face was slightly red, and he flew into a rage at Tang Rui.

"A bit more experienced than someone like you who can't tell the difference between sanitary napkins and pads." Tang Rui didn't get angry at all. He looked lovingly at Song Hao.

"Tch!" Song Haojun was extremely disdainful. He was a man, why would he want to distinguish between those two?

Only a pervert like Tang Rui would know a woman like the back of his hand.

Han Tianning smiled awkwardly as he sat at the dining table, listening to the two bicker.

It was indeed very nutritious. Tang Rui was really amazing, he could cook this dish.

"Aren't you abnormal? "He used the skill of mixing wine to deceive men, and he also used this dish to deceive women …" Song Hao said angrily while eating. He couldn't understand Tang Rui's hobbies.

Han Tianning held back his laughter. From their conversation, it turned out that Tang Rui only knew how to cook a great tonic.

His phone vibrated. Han Tianning walked over to the sofa and picked it up. It was a press release. She tapped it and her expression immediately changed.

The picture inside was accompanied by the words: Gold Medal Assistant Bed Photograph.

Although he didn't reveal anything, his pitiful appearance was enough to make a man imagine things.

Han Tianning had never thought that he would have such beautiful curves.

Then, there was the feeling of anger and humiliation.

"Hurry up and eat, the food is getting cold!" Song Haojun didn't feel good as she held her phone in a daze. If it was something important to do at work, it would usually be by phone, so today's text should be private.

Could it be that Zhang Qi contacted her again? Thinking of this, Song Haojun looked displeased.

Han Tianning turned around and walked over to the dining table with an ugly expression. Without saying a word, he handed his phone to Song Haojun.

When he saw the picture of the phone, Song Haojun almost jumped up?

Whose prank?

No, this is not a prank.

Tang Rui looked at their serious expressions and predicted something big.

"I'll explain this to the media."

Tang Rui had already left. Song Hao looked at the photo again and again and said.

Han Tianning had lost his temper because of the torture and she could see her own miserable future.

This kind of photo would affect her whole life, including her future love.

Who would get along with someone as' notorious' as her? They must be looking at her with tinted glasses.

Become Song Haojun's assistant, and be part of his happiness for the rest of his life...

The company had already transferred her cell phone number to the interiors, and since Song Haojun didn't use any communication facilities in the past ten thousand years, Han Tianning was spared from media harassment.

Song Haojun called the company. The reply was currently being processed, telling them to rest for a day and wait for tomorrow's notice.

Han Tianning turned on her computer. She knew that she shouldn't look at the news gossip at this time, but she still couldn't help herself …

She wanted to die when she thought of the photos being seen by her family and friends.

"Don't look at that mess!"

Pow! Song Haojun walked over, closed the notebook, and said with a frown.

Han Tianning was currently in an extremely bad mood. She didn't even have the strength to quarrel and scold him. She lay on the table, unable to even cry.

It was not dewy, and was even more conservative than a three-point bathing suit, but in her heart, that was the photo.

If her parents saw her, how would she explain it? How would he face his friends and colleagues in the future?

"Don't be like this! "This time, I will take full responsibility …" Seeing her like this, Song Haojun didn't know what to say.

Now that he knew Han Tianning's personality and that she valued his reputation, he knew that she was different from other women who took advantage of the situation to gain a higher position. That was the reason why Song Haojun spoke such words of comfort.

He had not expected that such an accident would occur. If the person behind the scenes were to be found by him, he would definitely not let him off lightly.

"I want some peace and quiet." In the study room, Han Tianning spoke in a low voice.

Song Haojun clenched his teeth, and finally turned around and left, closing the door at the same time.

He dialed Qian Jin's number again and coldly said, "I want to hold a press conference." Then he turned off his phone.

This time, Song Haojun was truly angry.

He had to find out who had brought out the photos from behind the scenes.

Although he didn't care, Han Tianning was somehow infuriated by his weak and sorrowful expression.

Was fame as important to her as life? Thus, he absolutely could not let go of the person behind all this.

Han Tianning didn't know how long she had been lying on the table. She was truly exhausted. Ever since she became Song Haojun's assistant, she had never been happy or relaxed.

Song Haojun silently stood behind her, silently watching her.

He stretched out his hand to caress Han Tianning's back, as if stroking a puppy's fur.

This time, there was no rejection. Perhaps it was because she didn't even have the mood to refuse. Han Tianning obediently continued to lie down on the table. His forehead was pressed against his folded arm, and his expression could not be seen.

"I will hold a press conference." Finally, Song Haojun spoke.

Han Tianning felt the skin on her back tighten slightly. She finally sat up straight and turned to look at him, spitting out two words. "No need."

"I've already called the boss." Song Haojun was dissatisfied with her attitude, but at this time, he didn't show it.

"The company will take care of this matter, don't cause any trouble." Han Tianning stood up and spoke in an unusually indifferent and professional tone.

"I don't want the company to deal with this right now." Song Haojun stood in front of her and said.

"Stop being so willful. How else can you be satisfied?" Han Tianning clenched his fists. His voice was still soft and weak.

"I will find the person who posted the photos..."

"If it wasn't for your irresponsible whims, you wouldn't have let anyone catch these pictures. After all, I think you should reflect more on what you're doing." After Han Tianning finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

She didn't have the strength to argue, and she didn't want to blame anything. If something wrong happened, she would think about how to deal with it. Anger and frustration were useless, as they would only disrupt her normal thinking and logic.

Be calm and know what the company is going to do about it.

Just now, she had thought of three countermeasures. Although they weren't perfect, they were still something that could be made up for.

He was no longer thinking about how to completely restore his reputation and image. At the very least, he had to minimize the bad effects of this matter.

Linda hurried over.

Really, she was the secretary of the boss, but for the matter with Song Haojun, she was running errands for him.

She was going to stop and monitor these two guys in trouble and hold a press conference?

What a joke, that kid Hao Jun was too reckless. How could he take the initiative to take advantage of such a situation?

At this moment, Yanzhi was in the midst of an interview.

The son of the richest man in Malaysia, the future heir to the Yan Group, and the identity of the new fashion designer attracted a large number of media reporters.

This was the first time that Yanzhi had taken the initiative to face a reporter. Normally, he hated Doggie's chasing photos and how his actions were exposed in the eyes of the media.

That way, there would be no mystery and no privacy.

There was a series of photos behind the period of his speech. They were all the ones Han Tianning did when he was a model.

"I didn't know that my model had such an impact when a series of photos came out." Smiling gracefully and politely facing the short rifle cannon, he said in a clear voice, "Since last night, the number of downloads has exceeded tens of millions. What a terrifying and delightful number."

"Young Master Yan, this set of photos was taken on the bed. How do you want to explain this?" A reporter desperately pushed his way forward, handing over the microphone that said "I'm in the media."

"Sorry, what did you say? I didn't hear you. " He looked at Ye Zichen with a smile, then asked gently.

"Excuse me, this series of photos is on the bed, not in a show. Why?" That reporter was either a rookie who had just entered the workplace or was too experienced to ask again.

"Hmm? Please repeat, I didn't hear you clearly. " Yan Ziyan's smile became even cuter. His eyes lightly fell on the microphone in his hand, as if he was talking to himself. "Oranges entertainment?"

"Excuse me …" The reporter was finally defeated, but he was still very professional. Taking the risk of being fired, he asked, "Why does Assistant Han have a picture of the bed? That shouldn't be the content of the show, right? "

"Of course. Do you think there's a bed show?" This time, she didn't ask him to say it again, so she just asked him back.

"…"

"Young Master Yan, I can understand that Miss Han is your model, but this series of photos seems …"

"You can just say what you think." Interrupting another hesitant reporter, Yutang's face was full of smiles as he patiently said.

"May I ask what your relationship is? Why do you take that picture? "

"It's only a painting. I was planning to publish it before the Paris Fashion Fair, but I didn't expect it to be leaked by the staff." "What do you think of my model's figure?" he asked the reporters. Isn't that great? "

Using an innocent tone to ask such questions, it was obvious that the experienced reporters were also stunned.

Yan Zixian smiled with his eyes half-lidded, "This is a completely naked face. Don't tell me you didn't keep it in private. But there is a better set of photos. I have done a lot of confidential work. I won't let you have a feast in advance …"

"Young Master Yan, are you planning to use this as a warm-up for the Paris Fashion Club?" The group of reporters, hearing this, were greatly disappointed. Seeing that there was nothing to dig for, they immediately turned to the fashion fair.

"You want to bring Assistant Han into the fashion circle? I would like to ask if Song Haojun has any opinion on this matter? "

Seeing them dig harder and harder, Yan Ziyan could not help but sneer in his heart. Ai, he really hated these creatures.

However, even though the matter regarding the photo had been resolved with a few words, it did not mean that everyone would listen to his explanation.

Although Feng Huang immediately issued an official explanation and posted the photos of Han Tianning's amateur show on the internet along with the photos taken on the bed, there were still sounds of suspicion.

However, most of these voices came from women. As men, they had already collected a set of photos from a computer. They didn't care about the source of the photos. They only liked to see beauties.

Moreover, this matter had not yet come to an end. Another matter came crashing down like a storm — — Song Haojun personally admitted that his assistant was pregnant, and the two of them seemed to be lovers.