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Han Tianning didn't need to turn his head to know that Song Haojun was behind him.

That was because even the smell of him was faintly wafting into her nose, domineering and occupying her sense of smell.

In the next moment, her arm was tightly grabbed, and she was dragged into the bedroom.

Wei Ning forgot about resisting the man beside him. He blankly watched his younger cousin being dragged into the room by his incomparably handsome cousin husband, his mouth opened wide, and his mind started to imagine the impure scene.

Cousin is too handsome. Cousin is so happy …

"You are very infatuated with her." Seeing that the bedroom door was closed, Tang Rui finally let go of Wei Ning and lazily fiddled with the large bouquet of roses on the tea table.

"What?" Wei Ning frowned as he looked at the man who had been rude to him.

"Do you like men?" Tang Rui couldn't help but want to tease him, so he asked with a smile.

"Pfft, you like men the best!" Wei Ning jumped up, like a little dog whose tail had been stepped on.

Please, even though he, Wei Ning, is a bit nerdy, but all the people he has dated are all girls, who would be interested in their own kind!

Tang Rui didn't object. He nodded and smiled: "Yeah, I like Song Hao. He's too good-looking, isn't he?"

"…" Wei Ning didn't say anything for a long time. He was obviously excited to see a big star, and he was a fan of Song Hao, but why did it feel like everything Tang Rui said was weird.

"Are you his good friend?" Wei Ning decided not to think about why it was strange. He really wanted to get down to gossip about everything regarding Song Haojun.

Because his cousin's mouth was too tight, she was unwilling to tell him about Song Haojun's private life.

"What do you want to know?" As if seeing through his thoughts, Tang Rui asked back with a smile.

"Uh, a lot. For example, what type of food does Song Haojun like? "I saw some documents saying that it was western cuisine, and some documents saying that it was caviar …" Wei Ning immediately sat beside Tang Rui and asked excitedly, "Also, did he snore at night? What kind of nonsense could he talk? "Cousin won't even tell me …"

Compared to the casual gossiping outside, the atmosphere in the bedroom was depressing.

Han Tianning was pressed against the door as he pursed his lips to look at Song Haojun.

It was a clear look, open and frank, but with a hint of pain in it.

"..." "Why don't you go home?" His voice was somewhat hoarse. When Song Haojun asked this question, the area above his heart and below his throat felt a little sour.

"Get lost." Han Tianning thought of the internet's catchphrase and didn't find it funny at all.

"Come back with me tonight." Song Haojun's Adam's apple moved as he said.

"Do you want to apologize?" Han Tianning asked, looking straight at him.

Song Haojun wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows, giving her a deep look, but didn't say anything.

"That family, you didn't treat me as your mistress, so I won't go back." Seeing him fall silent, Han Tianning pulled his hand away and said indifferently.

Even if he wanted to apologize, he wouldn't forgive him.

She had said that it was useless to apologize after saying something.

For the heart is broken, and the heart is wounded, and not one word or two can be healed.

"I've already come back to find you. What else do you want?" Song Haojun really wanted Tang Rui to possess him at this moment. He didn't know how to coax women, and he hated it when he lowered his voice and begged for forgiveness.

He just wanted to get this cold war over with and get back to his old life.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw her by his side. Before he went to sleep, he could also truly feel the existence of her life.

"Do you love me?" Han Tianning looked at him seriously and suddenly asked.

Song Haojun was startled, he didn't expect her to ask such a question.

Han Tianning had spent the past eight days thinking clearly about the relationship between the two of them.

She didn't want to walk blindly through the marriage, like a fly in a glass bottle, looking out at the light, but she would never be able to climb out.

"..." "Love." After a long time, Song Haojun finally said a word.

"I don't believe it." Against Song Haojun's expectations, Han Tianning's reaction was unexpectedly cold, and even had a mocking look in it.

Song Haojun was shocked once again, but at the same time, an indescribable displeasure filled his heart.

If he had known her reaction would be like this, he wouldn't have answered such a question!

It felt like a person holding a lollipop to coax a child to speak their mind, then putting the lollipop away and walking away.

Song Haojun loathed this feeling, and even more loathed the mysterious Han Tianning.

Don't believe him!

"Going home." Song Haojun grabbed her wrist once again, suppressing his anger as he spoke.

The feeling of not being trusted was very bad, even though Song Haojun kept telling himself that it didn't matter, he didn't need other people's trust.

However, the sorrowful feeling in his heart had completely drowned him out.

Han Tianning wanted to retract his hand, but she stared into Song Haojun's eyes, as if she wanted to pry into his heart, "Song Haojun, I don't want you to use 'love' to humiliate me. "I will always remember every word you said in front of Shulan. I will never be a fool again …"

"The matters of that day passed just like that. In the future, I will pay attention. Is that enough?" Feeling his anger about to explode, Song Haojun forcibly suppressed it.

What Tang Rui said was right. Since she's here, he should control his temper and coax her first before anything else.

However, he got angry when he saw the date in the parking lot.

He was already magnanimous enough to not come to condemn her for the recent events.

"Do you think I'll give you another chance to 'hurt' me with words like that?" Han Tianning's eyes dimmed as he looked at Tang Wulin's handsome face.

He was so good-looking, his skin was flawless. If he begged for forgiveness, he could easily gain some understanding with his beautiful face.

However, she just couldn't forgive him.

This was because this man's identity was that of her husband, the person closest to her in this world.

If he was still his assistant, such a thing wouldn't have happened, much less be angry or forgiven.

He was her man after all. He was a family member that needed to be supported for the rest of their lives.

"Han Tianning!" With a dangerous low voice, Song Haojun was already impatient.

The events of that day were long gone. In the future, he wouldn't make any mistakes.

Women are really troublesome creatures!

"You come find me after you've thought it through." It wasn't that Han Tianning didn't want to give him a chance, but that she needed to see this man's sincerity.

If you say "love" in a perfunctory manner, turn around and immediately forget what you have said. Then, in front of other women, you say, "You're dreaming …"

She did not want to encounter it a second time.

"Han Tianning, don't go too far. Follow me home." Song Haojun grabbed her wrist, wanting to forcefully bring her away.

"Let go! "Don't be so despotic as to be like a child!" Han Tianning leaned against the door tightly as he gripped his left wrist tightly. The wound on his emotional line was tingling with numbness from the loss of blood.

"It's because you've been too willful recently! How many days had he not gone home? How many days had it been since he went to the film crew? Have you ever cared about my body? " Song Haojun's anger rose up bit by bit, "But you, you've been hanging out with a group of men every day, flirting and swearing, and having a good time …"

Han Tianning gritted his teeth and lowered his head, deciding to ignore his unreasonable actions.

But the more Song Haojun spoke, the angrier he got. With his other hand, he grabbed Han Tianning's chin, forcing her to look at his eyes.

"Yanzhi period comes to find you every day. You've had a good time, haven't you?" The fingers holding her chin pressed against her soft skin, Song Haojun's eyes flashed with ridicule, as he said in a pun, "He has watered her very brilliantly, and even her courage has grown …"

"Song Haojun, when will you learn to respect others!" Han Tianning was furious. She couldn't tolerate being misunderstood, and that had something to do with the time she had to say it.

In the depths of her heart, she felt like a clean and pure pool of water, unable to be contaminated.

The fingers on Song Haojun's chin tightened, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Come back with me and pretend like nothing happened." he said patiently for the last time.

"It happened, it happened. I'm not afraid of facing the truth." Han Tianning tried to break free, but his right hand grabbed the wrist holding his chin and tried to pull it off.

"Damn it!" Scolding fiercely, Song Haojun raised his eyebrows, "You want to make me angry?"

"Let go!" Only now would Han Tianning not return with him.

"You asked for it!" Song Haojun used more strength in his hands, lowering his head and violently kissing her, who was constantly resisting.

It seemed like he had not touched her for a long time. Although Han Tianning was extremely unwilling, that pure manly scent entered his nose and roamed around in his ice-cold heart, reviving his memories.

If not for Shu Lan, she would be happy to be his wife so peacefully in the future.

Actually, she wasn't really angry at Shu Lan. Even without her, if Song Hao didn't love her, he would have met with another Shu Lan and would have hurt her so much.

Thus, the thing she was the most angry about was that Song Haojun didn't recognize her feelings.

He didn't love her at all!

He bit her lips, but Han Tianning clenched his teeth tightly and didn't seem to feel anything when he kissed her.

Han Tianning's eyes were misted over. Her empty right hand fiercely pushed against her Song Haojun with all her might.

Sensing that she was trying to push her knees against him, Song Haojun finally let go of her, panting heavily. This kiss was too long and too forceful, making him feel a little dizzy from lack of oxygen.

Han Tianning was even more pitiful as he panted heavily to make up for the little remaining air in his lungs. His face was pinched so painfully that it might have left a red palm mark.

However, before she could think about it further, the man in front of her leaned forward and kissed her red and swollen lips again.