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"Ning Ning, don't go. It's already so late, do you want us to worry about you?" Tang Rui couldn't help but hold her back out of politeness. No matter what, he had to persuade her to stay first.

"Thank you. Someone else is worried about me." Han Tianning pulled his hand away. "I don't want to be humiliated by him again. I don't want to be told to scram in front of other women."

This kind of opportunity would never be given to him again!

"Ning!" Tang Rui watched her lonely and cold figure blend into the dim light of the bar, while his face was filled with regret.

He really shouldn't have let her come over.

Han Tianning walked out of the main entrance. She knew that there were a lot of puppies waiting in ambush outside, but it didn't matter.

The blood on her palm was already glued, and the light from the diamond ring was already glued to it. Her left hand, under the street light, looked like she was wearing a unique red glove.

"You want a lift?" Suddenly, a car came by the side of the road and followed her.

Even without turning his head, he already knew that it was a period of time for him to speak.

Han Tianning looked ahead and shook his head. "No need."

She had nowhere to go.

"Come up, the night is very cold." Yan Zixian said.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Han Tianning asked, still looking straight ahead.

"I am still a little worried …" Yan Zifu smiled bitterly.

"Don't be so nice to me!" Han Tianning finally turned around and stopped to look at Yanzhi.

She didn't want anyone to be nice to her anymore, because she had nothing else to repay.

People who lost their heart would no longer have complete feelings.

"Ning Ning, are you alright?" Yan Zixian also stopped the car. He had just discovered that her hands, which were in her sleeves, had a red liquid. Under the dim yellow light of the street lamp, it had turned into a gorgeous orange color.

He pushed open the door and held her cold hand. His expression changed slightly. "You're hurt?"

"Nothing." Han Tianning lowered his head and looked at his hand before adding, "It doesn't hurt at all."

He stopped talking and pulled Han Tianning into the car, then headed for the hospital.

Han Tianning sat in the back, drowsily closing her eyes. Her hands really didn't hurt. The most painful part of her body had already stiffened and she had lost all feeling …

Only after taking her to the nearest hospital and having her wounds treated did she finally relax a little.

However, there was an additional, unsettling gloominess on his face that always carried a smile.

"Ning, I'll take you to a place where no one will disturb you, okay?" He asked for Han Tianning's opinion.

"Can I have a quiet rest?" Han Tianning looked at his hand wrapped in gauze. She had not expected the wound to be so deep.

"I'll let you have a good rest." Yan Zixian's eyes were gentle as he smiled and said.

"Thank you." Han Tianning wanted to get a good night's sleep. Perhaps he would wake up to find that what had happened tonight was nothing.

She didn't care at all!

She would also have a good life and a happy day.

The 68th floor of the Moyuan Building was the meeting room and resting room of Yanzhi Corporation.

However, there were very few meetings here. This was the company's forbidden area. If one did not have time to talk, they would rest here since they could not leave the company.

Han Tianning didn't take off his clothes. Lying on the soft bed, his eyes were closed, and his mind was filled with the image of Song Haojun's face.

His quiet face, his sleeping face, his smiling face, his unhappy face …

This sleep was really tiring, even more tiring than staying up late to work overtime.

As for Song Haojun, he sat on the sofa all night long, drinking cup after cup of wine. Shu Lan accompanied him at the side and could only silently watch him drink his wine.

Tang Rui was also in the room. His eyes were filled with dark clouds. He didn't drink with Song Haojun, but just leaned against the window quietly and smoked one cigarette after another.

He was afraid that if only Teacher Shu Lan was in this room while Song Hao was drunk, then something bad would happen.

Tang Rui was a very meticulous person. He definitely wouldn't allow any ridiculous mistakes to happen in front of his eyes.

At three in the morning, Song Haojun was finally drunk.

Shulan wanted to help him into the room, but Tang Rui put out his cigarette and walked over, "Teacher, let me do it."

"Go rest, I'll be here." Tang Rui helped Song Hao onto the bed and said to Shu Lan, who was standing on the side.

Shulan gave Song Haojun a deep look, then turned around and left.

"Oh right, Teacher, don't take last night's incident to heart. Han Tianning's personality has always been like this." Tang Rui said to Shu Lan while Song Hao was drunk, "She pursues the truth and dares to face reality …"

"What are you trying to say?" Shu Lan asked calmly.

"Teacher, if there is, Han Tianning might not understand, and even Song Haojun would not understand, but you will definitely understand." Tang Rui turned around and looked at Shu Lan, "To Song Haojun, in this world, there is a woman that he doesn't need to treat with a gentleman, because she is like another Song Haojun. There are many kinds of feelings, and this kind of feeling is love."

Shu Lan's expression changed slightly before returning to normal. "I'm not too sure what you mean …"

"Song Haojun liked Han Tianning, but he didn't know that a person who was too arrogant wouldn't easily admit his love." Tang Rui paused for a moment, "Teacher, can you understand what I'm saying?"

"I understand." Shu Lan turned around and walked out. "I'm going to rest. You should go to bed early as well."

"Good night, teacher." Tang Rui said elegantly.

Shuran closed the door behind him and walked to the room on the other side. Complicated emotions gushed out of his calm eyes.

He loved Han Tianning? No, before Song Haojun could learn to love someone, she wanted to first grasp his heart.

Even though he felt that he had no chance of winning at all.

In the room, Tang Rui sat on the bed with the crystal ashtray. His eyes were fixed on Song Haojun's drunk face. He was smoking a cigarette and talking in his drunken man's sleep until daybreak.

Tang Rui also didn't know what he was protecting, but he knew that he liked this proud but cute man with a bad temper. He wanted to see him learn to love and find happiness for himself.

When Han Tianning woke up, he saw that the glass curtains had blocked out the morning sunlight.

She closed her eyes again. She seemed to have had a sad dream last night, and there seemed to be tears on the pillow.

Pulling open the curtains, it should be a new beginning to such a fresh morning.

However, when he saw the white gauze wrapped around his left hand, he could not help but feel pain in his heart.

She clutched the curtain tightly, feeling a needle-like pain on her healed wounds. It was as if the poisonous blood of love had been forced out of her heart.

Then, Han Tianning released his hand and silently told himself that as long as he was willing, no one could hurt her like this.

She would treat herself very well. With her scars, she would let Song Haojun know that even though she was injured, she would also recover completely.

Han Tianning felt guilty as he opened the bedroom door and saw the man still sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

It seemed that every time he was at his most helpless, Yan Zixian would silently stay by his side.

But she didn't say anything.

Han Tianning liked the feeling of being on the same level, which was why he said 'don't be so nice to me' to his companion last night.

She was afraid she couldn't afford it.

Song Haojun felt a splitting headache coming on. His alcohol capacity was very good. Regardless of whether it was for a banquet or for a social event, he would rarely get drunk. The hangover in the morning felt terrible, like lead in his head, and the smell of it made him nauseous.

"Han Tianning, cook some porridge for me …" He mumbled subconsciously.

The ashtray was full of cigarette butts. Tang Rui put out the last cigarette, and there was a faint smell of tobacco between his fingers.

Tang Rui grabbed a glass from the side, poured a cup of boiled water and hung it up. Tang Rui got off the bed and pulled open the heavy curtain.

Bright, blinding sunlight poured into the room. The room facing south was always warm.

Song Haojun opened his painful eyes, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling. A few seconds later, he suddenly sat up, holding his head that was about to split open, he wrinkled his brows.

"You're awake?" With a hint of exhaustion and hoarseness in his voice, Tang Rui leaned against the window.

Song Haojun closed his eyes with a headache, feeling thirsty and frustrated.

"I've already sent someone to order the most famous seafood porridge in the city, but it will take at least half an hour to deliver." Tang Rui's voice was a bit hoarse. It was the result of him smoking too much.

"..." Han Tianning, where is he? " After a long silence, Song Haojun finally asked.

"You drank too much, and you still haven't woken up." Tang Rui touched his chin in annoyance. He looked at the handsome man on the bed and repeated helplessly, "She left."

Last night, when Song Haojun was drunk, he had been dragging Han Tianning around in his dreams, asking him where Han Tianning had gone. He really couldn't take it anymore.

If he didn't have to continue being friends and wait, Tang Rui would have killed this drunk man!

He got angry just thinking about it, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had been spoiling this fellow for so many years.

"Oh." On Song Haojun's handsome face, an indescribable emotion emerged. It was like a forest shrouded in rain and fog, hazy and a bit sad.

Yes, she's gone.

He left just like that.

He should have known Han Tianning's personality by now, but he'd still hurt her so much last night.

Turning around, he saw dark red blood on the carpet beside the bed. Song Haojun knew that it was her blood.

He knew that when she went downstairs to speak to him, he wanted to injure her and let her experience his pain …

What did he do?

Once again, Song Haojun shut his pitch-black eyes, and Han Tianning's last words echoed in his mind, "I am very disappointed in you."

He was also very disappointed in himself,

"Have some water." Seeing him keep his head down, Tang Rui walked over to the bed, picked up the water and gave it to Song Haojun.

Song Haojun didn't pick up the water, and just sat there silently with his head lowered. The blanket was placed on his waist, giving him an exceptionally sexy appearance.

Tang Rui saw that he looked like a puppet, so he didn't force him to drink the water. He put the cup of water aside, grabbed a few clothes, and placed them on the bed. "Your clothes are all torn. They're all mine. They've already been detoxified."

"She …" Did you go home? " Even though he knew it was impossible, Song Haojun still asked him as if he was talking to himself.

"What do you think?" Tang Rui shook his head, "Jun, you should learn how to be good to someone, and also learn how to express your feelings. Don't 'love is useless'."