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Han Tianning lowered her eyes. She didn't want to see Shulan yesterday.

"You have been mad with Yan Ziyan for an entire day, yet you still remember to go home. It will be difficult for you!" Song Haojun coldly continued.

"I'm just going to spend the night with him …"

"You don't need to explain to me, he is currently the heir to the Yan Group, full of pride, and I, with all the negative news, can't make good music, have no good work, and my value plummeted greatly, I simply can't compare to him."

She coldly interrupted her words. Every word of Song Haojun was like a double-edged sword, injuring her and injuring himself.

Han Tianning looked at him, stunned. It was hard to imagine that these words came from the conceited and arrogant Song Haojun.

What surprised her was that even Song Haojun knew of the negative news surrounding him?

He never cared, she thought, about rumors in the outside world or in the media.

Just as Song Haojun wanted to continue speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and a large group of his friends rushed in, pushing their way to the bedside to greet him.

They continued to eat in the room upstairs. It wasn't until half an hour later that they received Tang Rui's call. They knew that something had happened to Song Hao and were sent to Tang Rui's place.

"Haoyu, are you alright? Let me see? "

"How did he get injured? Who grabbed him?"

"Aiya, your injuries aren't light …"

In Han Tianning's eyes, a physical injury was like a serious car accident to his pampered friends who had grown up with a golden spoon in their mouth.

Everyone was asking her questions anxiously, treating Han Tianning, who was standing to one side, as air. Only a few attentive friends greeted her when they saw her.

Shu Lan was at the very front, nervously grabbing onto Song Haojun's hand. Looking at the wounds on his hand, she didn't say a single word, only tears in her eyes.

"I'm fine." Finally, under the chattering of the group, Song Haojun calmly said this, his eyes sweeping over Han Tianning's face as he was pushed out of the crowd.

He saw Han Tianning's eyes darken as he looked into Shulan's eyes. He lifted his hand and gently rubbed it against her tear-stained face. "Teacher, I'm really alright."

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw someone's face turn pale. Song Haojun felt like he was about to take revenge.

Han Tianning clenched her fists as she stood one meter away. She felt much better.

Song Haojun coldly spoke to him, but he treated Teacher Shulan with such gentleness.

Song Haojun hated to be touched by a woman, but to Teacher Shulan, this was an exception.

She stood there like an awkward scarecrow.

Although the other friends were also talking about this matter at the same time, they clearly felt that something wasn't right when they saw Song Haojun's actions. For a moment, although everyone wasn't in a good mood to directly say it, a few friends tactfully turned around to speak to Han Tianning to ease the awkwardness.

"Mrs. Song, why didn't I see you at dinner tonight?"

"Ning Ning, I thought you would come too. Have you been busy lately?"

Han Tianning was in no mood to deal with these people's good intentions and forced a smile. "Yes, I'm a bit busy today."

"Han Tianning, bring me a tissue." Song Haojun suddenly raised his voice to speak to her, and then looked gently at Shu Lan, "Teacher, don't worry about me …"

"I do." Tang Rui stood in front of Han Tianning, looked at Song Haojun neither lightly nor heavily, and took his hand from Shulan. He smiled faintly, "Teacher, the poison on the back of Haoyue's hand has just disappeared, it's not good to be covered with tears."

At this moment, his lifesaving phone rang. Han Tianning hurriedly took out his phone and answered the call.

"Hello …" Oh... "Alright …" His voice was still trembling as he tried his best to suppress it. Han Tianning quickly walked out the door, avoiding the gazes of the group. He stood on the walkway as if he was completely exhausted and leaned against the wall, "It's fine …" Nothing serious... "Yes, thank you for your concern."

So it was because he was worried about Yan Zixian, so he called him to inquire about the matter.

At the same time, Song Haojun's phone also displayed the record.

"It's really fine?" Grasping her slightly weak voice, he frowned as he asked.

"It's really nothing. It's just a superficial wound."

"No, I asked you." His voice was deep and steady.

"Huh?"

"It feels like you've been daydreaming." Yan Zixian smiled bitterly, "I've been downstairs and haven't left. Come down and let me take a look. If there really isn't anything, then I'll be leaving."

Han Tianning held his phone and didn't move for a long time.

"If you won't come down, then I'll go up." Yan Ziyan lightly added, "I'm worried about you."

"No …" "I'll go down." Knowing that he was someone who would do as he said, Han Tianning was afraid that Zhang Xuan might cause trouble.

"Alright." A smile crept onto Yan Ziyan's lips as he immediately hung up the phone.

Han Tianning held his phone, still not moving for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Tang Rui came out worriedly and saw that she was in a daze.

"I'm going down to see a friend …" Han Tianning came back to his senses and apologetically said to Tang Rui, "I'll be back in a while."

With that, she strode downstairs.

Tang Rui looked at her back and lightly shook his head.

"Why haven't you left yet?" He opened the door and got in. Han Tianning moved quickly without any delay because she had already sensed that someone was secretly taking pictures.

"You don't look good." He didn't answer her question. Instead, he put his hand on the steering wheel, carefully observing her face as he spoke.

"I'm really fine. Go back and rest, don't waste your time here." "There are a lot of puppies around here. There will be bad news for you tomorrow."

"No one in the media wants to close down." He spoke with a clear tone, but with a faint sense of oppression in his tone.

The look in Han Tianning's eyes changed slightly.

From what Xiao Xun said, he was forced by his family to train for two months. When he returned this time, he felt something was really different.

Unlike the young man when they first met in the locker room, he had become mature and steady. Perhaps it was due to the change of status and the responsibilities he had on his shoulders, but his delicate and pretty face carried a faint intimidating aura.

"Ning." He wanted to say something but hesitated, "If Song Haojun treats you badly, you have to tell me."

"You may not know... I've always felt guilty. " He pursed his lips and looked deeply at Han Tianning, "You drank too much that night, so I let Song Haojun take you away in front of me …" I'm really sorry. "

Han Tianning saw a trace of guilt flash through his eyes.

Even he couldn't tell what he was feeling when he said those words.

He had deliberately condoned him, deliberately using him as a catalyst to bring Song Haojun and Han Tianning closer together. He intentionally wanted to make Song Haojun fall in love with Han Tianning.

However, in the middle of it all, he always felt regret, always wanting to go back on his word …

In his eyes, Han Tianning was just like a toy to him, but he couldn't find a better match for Song Haojun.

Then, while the child was engrossed in the toy, snatch it back and smile at him and say, I'm sorry, this is mine.

He was bad, but he didn't want to be a good boy.

When he was very young, he had clearly seen this world. Good children never had bad children to live happily.

"I was wrong that day." Han Tianning didn't expect the old matter to be brought up again. She turned her face away in embarrassment and said, "I shouldn't have drunk so much wine and said so much nonsense to you."

"If I had known, Song Hao would have done that... I won't let him take you away. " Yan Zixian continued.

"That... It's all from the past, "Han Tianning became even more unnatural. Deep in her heart, she was very upset with her first night. Her words were a long time ago, but they caused her to feel unhappy," Anyways, now that Song Haojun is my husband, so … "

"If that's what you really think, then I was just blabbering." He forced a smile, "However, Ning Ning, I want to see your happiness. If Song Haojun treats you badly, I'll still be here."

Han Tianning's face suddenly turned red as he looked at Tang Wulin with a complicated expression. When Han Tianning's gaze met Han Tianning's soft gaze, he immediately turned away, wanting to escape.

What do you mean? She felt a little dubious. Was she overthinking it?

"Let's rest early tonight. I'll go up and take care of Haoyue …" "Goodbye." Han Tianning quickly opened the door and walked into the bar without looking back.

He looked at her back and touched his lips. Right now, he couldn't tell if his words were real or fake.

People who were too complicated would think too much and enter the maze instead.

Han Tianning walked up to the third floor and saw Tang Rui leaning against the wall by the door, smoking lazily.

She lowered her head and walked past Tang Rui. She arranged her expression and prepared to open the door.

"Ning, I'm preparing to move Teacher Shu Lan out. I've been troubling you for a while, so I'm very sorry." Tang Rui suddenly said.

Han Tianning was silent for a few seconds. Then, he pushed open the door and said, "Alright."

She went into the room and found her friends gone, except Shulan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, engrossed in peeling apples.

Song Haojun leaned against the pillow, focusing on watching her peel the apples.

Han Tianning bit his lip and walked to the side of the bed. He smiled. "Teacher, let me cut it."

As she spoke, she reached for the apple in Shulan's hand.

"Let me do it." Shulan said, looking up with a smile when she saw her enter.

"Allow me." Han Tianning reached out and grabbed the handle of the apple knife, but somehow, under Shulan's nudging, the apple tumbled to the floor, while Shulan gave a low cry of surprise.

Shulan's hands, which were playing the piano, were bleeding profusely.

Han Tianning's finger also felt a slight chill on his skin as blood began to gush out from beneath the ring on his ring finger.

"Han Tianning, what the hell are you doing?" Song Haojun shouted in fury, "Are you doing this on purpose? Teacher's anemia is very serious, what exactly do you want to do? "

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose …"

"Shut up!"

He had actually long since been on the verge of losing his temper, and had called Han Tianning just now to start the match. No, he had been holding back his anger even before this.

Lifting up the quilt, Song Haojun was wearing pajamas. Pulling a tissue from the bedside table, he nervously wiped Shu Lan's bleeding hand.