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If he could pass his test during this period of time and let her feel that this man really wanted to make up, then … He could only forgive him according to his own heart.

However, if he did something that she couldn't tolerate during the exam, no matter how much her parents opposed it or how much it would affect him, she would cut him in half …

This was because this man had repeatedly changed and deviated from his original self. Han Tianning somewhat hated himself for being so reluctant to give up and still wanting to give him another chance.

But in front of love, the power of self is so small, no matter how she makes up her mind, she can't truly be cold.

That was why, if this went on, she would completely lose herself in the process …

Song Haojun, if you really don't like me, hurry up and let me go.

If you like it, take advantage of this last chance and hold on tight. Don't make her sad again.

Song Haojun held Han Tianning's toothbrush, suddenly thinking of how great it would be if this were his own home. How great would it be if Shulan didn't have so many things going on, and how wonderful it would be if he wasn't a celebrity …

Using his strength to brush his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror with his mouth full of foam. Song Haojun thought that Han Tianning was also using this fruit flavour toothpaste, so her mouth must have the same fruit flavour.

With even more effort, Song Haojun walked out of the bathroom ten minutes later.

Then, he walked towards the office desk and extended his face little by little towards the woman who was staring at the computer screen.

Han Tianning turned his face aside and ignored him. He reached out to pick up the dishes on the table, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen.

"I'm brushing my teeth." Why was she so cold to him, and why hadn't she forgiven him?

Was he obedient enough?

His mother told him that Han Tianning's greatest weakness was that he would easily soften his heart. As long as he followed her wishes, she would forgive him within three days if she didn't chase him out or mention his divorce.

It was said that a daughter couldn't be a mother, so Mama Han couldn't lie to him.

This method must be useful.

But although Han Tianning didn't kick him out, nor did he make a ruckus, his cold attitude was unbearable.

"I'm brushing my teeth." He repeated himself, Song Haojun said while blocking the door to the kitchen.

He noticed that the kitchen was cleaned up, and there was no sign of his breakfast …

Han Tianning only made breakfast in the morning, nothing for him!

Song Haojun felt even more stifled. She was completely ignoring him.

Han Tianning washed his cup and cutlery before turning to leave.

"Make way." Han Tianning coldly said to Song Haojun, who was blocking the door.

"Han Tianning, don't go too far." Song Haojun finally couldn't hold back his anger. Early in the morning, he was in a very bad mood.

"The door is over there. If you think I'm going too far, you can disappear." Han Tianning slightly raised his chin, emphasizing, "No one is forcing you to stay here."

"You …" Song Haojun didn't know what to say. His handsome face was filled with unwillingness. Staring at her pure face for a long time, he reluctantly turned around. His voice was also a bit sickly, as if he was a child, "What do I eat in the morning?"

"That's your problem. Is there any law that requires me to help you arrange everything?" Han Tianning walked past him and said coldly.

"But I'm your husband, I should do my duty as husband and wife!" Song Haojun grit his teeth. He really wanted to ravage this woman, to actually treat him like this!

"You're going to get a divorce soon, aren't you?" Han Tianning's tone was very indifferent. "You have to get used to your life after the divorce, but …" "It's also very convenient to hire a nanny chef for a bit of money. Of course, if you get divorced, you can find another person to marry and live with you. What's more …"

"Shut up!" Song Haojun suddenly raised his voice.

It was because he had lost his mind that he couldn't bring up the topic. He thought that Han Tianning would be fine if he didn't mention the divorce, but who knew that she would start talking about it so early in the morning.

Han Tianning obediently shut his mouth. He walked to a nearby bookshelf and rummaged through some information.

"No more mention of divorce. I won't agree, and I won't sign." Song Haojun angrily walked to her side, and said.

"Why not? You don't love me. " Han Tianning calmly said without turning his head as he searched for information.

"..." I like you. I want to sleep with you. " For the first time, Song Haojun felt as if he was forced into a corner by a woman. He felt a sense of defeat.

Han Tianning was a man who made him feel like he had failed every now and then. He didn't know why this had happened, but in front of her, he realized that he was powerless.

"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to be forced to say something against one's will?" Unexpectedly, Han Tianning didn't react to his words and continued searching for information, not even sparing him a glance.

Wanna sleep with you... Is that for real?

Han Tianning thought of his favorite sport and wanted to kick him out.

Song Haojun clenched his fists, his handsome face turning gloomy.

Han Tianning had his back facing him, concealing the truth of his thoughts. To someone as eccentric as Song Haojun, liking to "sleep together" was the same thing.

He didn't even want to touch a sleeve, let alone a bed, for a person to feel terrible.

However, Han Tianning wasn't sure if Song Haojun would say "I love you again in front of Teacher Shulan?" "Are you dreaming?" This kind of hopeless speech.

"If it's just a tool for you to warm your bed, I'm sorry. I don't like to be a tool." Han Tianning felt the frightening silence from the people behind him, and she continued to provoke him.

"You are not a tool!" Finally, Song Haojun gritted his teeth and said, "You are my wife."

Seeing that he had been forced to say such words, Han Tianning felt mixed feelings in his heart.

She didn't want to do this to him, but he'd forced her to fight back first.

"Thank you for knowing my identity." Han Tianning finally found the document, took it out, and walked over to his desk. "But I don't want you to say 'I love you. Are you dreaming or am I having a fever' in front of other women."

"Han Tianning, I apologize for what happened that day, is that alright?" There was a limit to how much Song Haojun could bear with Han Tianning like this.

He didn't expect his wife to be so generous and be even more stingy than him when she was holding a grudge.

"Sorry, I don't need that." Han Tianning looked for a document on the computer as he spoke.

"Just what do you want!?" Song Haojun finally pressed down on her wrist in anger, and asked angrily.

"Some injuries can't be healed with a single sentence. Don't you understand?" Han Tianning raised his head and finally looked him in the eye.

"Didn't I say that I will treat you well in the future …"

"Do you think you have the slightest bit of patience now? How can you treat me well in the future?" Han Tianning interrupted him and asked.

Song Haojun was speechless.

Han Tianning stared at him with clear eyes.

This fool, she was giving him a chance, teaching him how to love, how to express himself, couldn't she first change her fiery temper?

Wei Ning hummed a song and opened the door to a strange scene.

His mouth was open and his chin was about to dislocate again.

Am I still dreaming because I haven't woken up in the morning?

Rubbing his eyes, Wei Ning stared at a handsome creature wiping the floor, slowly moving closer and closer to his cousin who was looking at the screen seriously.

"Then... "That …" Wei Ning lightly touched his cousin who had a focused expression and suddenly felt a wave of killing intent.

Song Haojun looked up, staring at Wei Ning's hand in displeasure. Even if they were cousins, wasn't their actions sometimes a bit too intimate?

"It's really rare to get here fifteen minutes early today." Han Tianning looked at the time, his tone full of praise.

"Cousin, that … "Cousin …" Wei Ning found it hard to find his tongue.

It was just a single night, yet her younger cousin was able to tame the rebellious cousin so well. Wasn't this way too secretive?

"Oh, I'm going to do some cleaning. He's going to take it himself." Han Tianning didn't want to explain any further.

"Brother-in-law, let me do it. You're not suitable for this. How can you hold a duster when you're playing the piano …" Before Han Tianning could finish, Wei Ning put down the briefcase in his hand and ran over, wagging his tail. He wanted nothing more than to get closer to his idol.

This guy had completely forgotten how he used to scold Song Haojun a few days ago for being bad to his cousin. As long as he saw a handsome brother or beautiful woman, it would be like a bee seeing sugar.

"Cough," Han Tianning unhappily cleared his throat and said to Wei Ning, who was very attentive, "There is a mission here that suits you very well."

"Hao Jun, actually, everyone in our family loves doing household chores. They are all good husbands and good wives …" Wei Ning was only interested in admiring the beautiful man up close.

"Wei Ning!" Han Tianning lightly tapped the table. This fellow was usually more lazy than anyone else. Let alone doing household chores, he could even water a flower using all sorts of methods. Indeed, the charm of an idol was different.

Sensing the displeasure in Han Tianning's voice, Wei Ning could only turn around. "Cousin, don't disturb my work."

"This is your job today." On a piece of paper on the table, he wrote down a number and handed it to Han Tianning. Han Tianning gave him a look that forbade him from causing trouble.

When Wei Ning saw the task on the piece of paper, his eyes lit up. "Wow, Ning Ning, you're really nice to me …"

"Let's do our homework first. We only have half an hour." Han Tianning cut him off. "If anything unexpected happens, you won't have another chance in the future."

"Don't worry, my ability to work is top-notch." Wei Ning was excited, because the paper was the trip that Huang Qiong had printed out. Han Tianning added some notes and cautions, as well as the director's phone number and assistant arrangements.

Although she didn't want to care about him, but … Since he was relatively well-behaved in the morning, he still had to make arrangements for the promotions.

However, the media definitely did not want to let him off, so Han Tianning still wanted to greet the organizers and the media.

The staff from the studio arrived one by one. As soon as they opened the door, they nearly dropped their jaws.

Huang Qiong held onto her glasses as she looked carefully at the man who was doing the hygiene.

At first, she thought that Han Tianning had hired a cleaner, but a cleaner with such a good figure would have a better future as a model.

When the "cleaners" turned around and saw the enchanting face, the mature old Huang Qiong began to flood with maternal love.

Han Tianning really wanted to have such a beautiful child clean up.

Moreover, this flower bud had an expression of being wronged, as if someone was abusing him.

"Aiya, Little Song, hurry up and get Big Sis Huang over here …" Huang Qiong immediately put down her bag, intending to grab the cloth in Song Haojun's hand.