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Where did Han Tianning go?

Song Haojun struggled to get up from the bed, but couldn't find Han Tianning. He was muttering something under his breath as he walked unsteadily towards the bathroom. He wanted to vomit …

The bathroom door was not locked from the inside. Han Tianning closed the shower curtain when he suddenly heard the sliding door open.

She was stunned. The bathroom in this room didn't have a locking function. Since it was used by an old couple, the only way to change it was to push and pull.

Han Tianning thought that Song Haojun was unconscious, but who knew that he would be able to reach towards the bathroom.

Song Haojun drily vomited into the toilet bowl for a long time. Drowsily, he saw a faint shadow of a beautiful figure, very familiar.

Originally … So Han Tianning was hiding inside.

Stretching out his hand to pull the shower curtain by the toilet, Song Haojun was drunk. He felt that the strength in his hand was very small, but the truth was, his strength was terrifying.

With a tug, his entire center of gravity shifted. The hook on the metal connection was completely torn off by him, and he lost his balance as he threw himself onto the shower curtain.

There wasn't any pain, and his body was numb, but Song Haojun saw a pair of white, tender feet.

The beautiful arch of the foot was curved and the toes on the clean foot had a pinkish hue. It was as though a lotus had bloomed.

Song Haojun unconsciously held his pure white feet.

Before his relationship with Han Tianning, he thought that women were all dirty, but now …

He discovered that his little wife was clean and fragrant from head to toe. She was like a flower that wasn't the most beautiful, but was also the cleanest.

"Hey!" Song Haojun, you did it on purpose, right? "Hurry up and let go, don't think that you can do whatever you want when you're drunk, I won't forgive you for that!"

Han Tianning was frightened by the sound of the shower curtain falling, immediately followed by Song Haojun unsteadily falling at her feet, grabbing her feet.

Song Haojun could hear her talking to him, but he couldn't make out what she was saying.

The alcohol clogged his ears and he looked up slowly.

Han Tianning saw him stare blankly between his legs, his face flushing red. She hadn't had time to look for clothes, so she had only pulled an ordinary towel.

Ah ah ah, this stinking man was still staring blankly!

Have you never seen a woman in your life?

"Song Haojun, let go!" Han Tianning couldn't kick him. He held onto the upper part of the towel with one hand and pulled the bottom part of the towel with the other.

Those who were drunk had a lot of strength, and they didn't even know how much strength they had.

Although Song Haojun couldn't control his own body, he clearly knew who was standing in front of him.

He didn't want to hurt her again. He wanted to love her for the rest of his life.

Supporting her slender legs, he slowly got up. His eyes were shining like the stars in the sky.

"Ning …" Unable to grasp the size of his movements, Song Haojun only wanted to get a little closer to see her face clearly, but forcibly brought it closer to hers.

Han Tianning hastily turned his head to the side and used his free hand to push the alcohol reeking man away. "Enough, hurry up and leave. Don't act recklessly."

"I... I... "I'll listen to you …" With her dodging, Song Haojun rested his chin on her shoulder, his hands on the wall, wrapping her in his arms. Closing his eyes, he muttered this to himself, not complaining about the discomfort he felt in his position.

"Then why aren't you going!" Han Tianning's shoulders felt itchy as he spat out the aroma of alcohol at the side of his face.

"Hug for a moment …" "I'll leave after you carry me for a while …" Maybe even Song Haojun didn't know what he was saying, but he suddenly tightened his arms, and held her in his arms.

Having lost the support of the wall, Song Haojun started to stagger forward, carrying Han Tianning while stumbling, as if he were dancing in a penniless dance.

Han Tianning was firmly pinned to his chest. He didn't bother to pull the towel in front of him as he used both hands to push him away.

He covered his chest with his hands and spoke in a muffled voice, but it was unclear, "Song Haojun, if you don't let me go, I will never see you again!"

"Ning Ning …" "Ning Ning …" Song Haojun didn't hear her words at all, and kept saying in a low voice, "Ning …" I will be nice to you in the future... "In the future, I won't hide anything from you …"

The two of them staggered around in the bathroom. Finally, Song Haojun leaned against the wall, having some support. His steps weren't swaying at all as he tightly hugged Han Tianning.

"Let me go now, I'm going to suffocate!" Han Tianning bellowed angrily at him.

"Ning Ning …" "I'll listen to you in the future …"

"Let me go!"

"Ning Ning …" Ning Ning... "You're not allowed to leave me …"

"Song Haojun!"

"Ning Ning, I love you..." "Don't leave me behind …"

Han Tianning was on the verge of collapse. It was completely the same thing!

She said that when Song Haojun called out to Song Haojun, there was no way to communicate at all.

She shouldn't have come in to take a bath. She should have left first …

However, this time, although Song Haojun felt very uncomfortable, he didn't take the next step. He just held her tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that she would slip away.

Afterwards, the dizziness became more and more intense. Song Haojun murmured, and unconsciously lowered his head, looking for something with his beautiful lips.

The scorching hot lips pressed against her forehead, randomly moving downwards.

The familiar smell and the smell from his memory assaulted his face.

"Song Haojun, you should first take a look at your own teacher's situation!" Han Tianning avoided his hot breath and finally spoke with a trace of anger.

She endured for a long time. Because it was a gathering with her close friends, she had always been cooperating with him. Now that there was no one here, she no longer needed to put on her mask.

As Song Haojun was in a daze, hearing the words' teacher ', his black eyes suddenly darkened.

Teacher...

Shulan...

He had originally wanted to come back and settle the Shulan issue, but it had ended too late in New York. Han Tianning had left the hospital earlier, and the timing hadn't been wrong. He had rushed back to meet her, afraid that she would return to face Shulan first.

He didn't want Han Tianning to meet Shulan. He wanted to settle this matter by himself and not let her worry about him …

However, it was too late.

He didn't even have time to notify Tang Rui to help him move Shulan first, Han Tianning had already returned and met her.

Han Tianning saw his handsome face suddenly freeze up and a trace of a smile appeared on his lips: "Song Haojun, after you finish dealing with the other women, come find me again. OK?"

Shulan...

Song Haojun's stomach suddenly churned, and he immediately rushed to the toilet and vomited.

Han Tianning reached for his clothes and walked out, no matter how flustered he looked.

With his bath still not finished, Han Tianning carried the documents he had brought back from the studio and started flipping through them slowly.

Feng Huang seemed to have gotten into a bit of trouble recently, and Qian had not been back for a week.

Han Tianning flipped through the headlines that Huang Qiong had given him for the past seven months and realized that he had been isolated for seven months. Outside, the world had turned upside down.

Under the banner of Star Condensation, the people who had dug up a lot of glory, relied on their despicable, clumsy work to quickly create two so-called "Sect Leader" female celebrities and a so-called "Heavenly King" group.

After his marriage, he had retired. Although there were a lot of A-list celebrities under him, it was clear that even ten of them couldn't compare to a single one of him.

Furthermore, Song Haojun's negative news kept appearing every so often, and after Han Tianning's car accident, he was branded with a variety of bad titles. Everyone wanted nothing more than to distance themselves from him and step on his head.

This led to a phenomenon in the entertainment circle: when everyone mentioned Song Haojun, those with a better character would at most shake their heads and remain silent. Those with bad intentions would immediately step on him violently, blaming him willy-nilly – in any case, Song Haojun wouldn't come out and clarify things, nor would he support the company that turned the tide.

Even the peak light was affected, and Qian had to forbid anyone in the company to take advantage of the media to avoid any questions about Song Haojun.

Especially after she had gotten into a car accident, there were all sorts of rumors. Song Haojun was like a person thrown into a pool of ink, he didn't even have the chance to wash up.

Song Haojun held the toilet bowl and vomited until the sky turned dark, but no one took care of him. His obsession with cleanliness caused him to fall asleep while leaning against the toilet bowl …

On the second day, his throat started to smoke as he opened his eyes in the smell of alcohol. As soon as Song Haojun saw the filth on the toilet bowl, his stomach immediately started to twitch, and he started to vomit again.

Han Tianning carried the documents and went to his office early in the morning. In any case, before Song Haojun finished dealing with Shu Lan, she would do her own things and would never forgive him.

If Shulan's matter was handled perfectly, then she could also learn to express her feelings. If that was the case … Of course she would love him more.

Song Haojun vomited three more times before weakly standing up. He discovered that he had slept on the floor of the washroom the night before, that pain on his body …

In the last few days of his stay in New York, he did not bother to close his eyes at all as he flew to the island and then turned back. He rushed back to the dinner without stopping and drank so much alcohol to his brothers and sisters that it would be hard for him to hold on.

His whole body ached from taking a shower, so he couldn't stand the smell on his body. Just as Song Haojun was about to take off his clothes, he suddenly remembered something very important — — Han Tianning.

Where was his wife last night?

She could only blame herself for having too much to drink last night. She wanted to apologize first, but the drowsiness in her back made her vaguely remember to return with her and then sleep here …

Moreover, this place was not his own home. He did not even have the chance to change his clothes.

Song Haojun walked to the bedroom. It was empty inside, and the quilt was neatly arranged. There was no sign of Han Tianning at all.