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The outside of the room seemed to be made of jade and was mottled with traces of time. It was as if it had been floating for many years before it was able to sleep in this dimly lit room.

The harmonica was originally born in China. This harmonica has the flavor of Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Han Tianning wasn't an appraiser, but he saw the small harmonica in a glance.

The shop owner enthusiastically introduced it to her in English, to the effect that the harmonica had drifted from the East to Europe. It was once a gift from the emperor of the East to the emissary, and after a few twists and turns, it had landed in his hands.

It's not expensive. Eighteen hundred pounds.

Han Tianning saw that the shop mainly displayed the beautiful sound of the harmonica for her and quickly waved his hand to stop her.

Song Haojun couldn't bear to be touched by anything others have touched, especially the harmonica, which was stuck to his mouth and played. If he knew that he had just been smeared with other people's saliva, he would definitely use this antique to smash his own head.

The last one hundred and five hundred pounds was sold after strenuous bargaining between the less-than-fluent English and the Londoner.

Han Tianning subconsciously pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that this world was actually very cute.

However, he had spent more than 10,000 to buy a harmonica, just in case it wasn't an antique but an imitation.

That man seemed to have realized the importance of money recently. He wasn't as extravagant as before …

Han Tianning put the beautifully wrapped harmonica in his bag and turned around to leave in satisfaction. However, when he inadvertently raised his head, he saw a familiar face — — Xiao Xun.

She couldn't mistake the woman in front of her who was holding onto a tall, white boy. She was the same Xiao Xun who had been talking with her all this time.

"Little Xun!" He caught up to her quickly and called out in a low voice.

As expected, the girl in the short skirt in front of him stopped, her back a little stiff.

Xiao Xun never thought that he would run into someone familiar on the streets of a foreign country.

Because she had almost no friends.

Especially after being with Yan Zixian, he had cut off all connections with the people in the past.

Now that she had been given a huge sum of money to throw away, she had come to London alone to find a place to relax and find someone to comfort her.

Today was the Thames Festival. Xiao Xun had finally gone out on a date with a white boy he had been dating for more than a week. He didn't expect to meet Han Tianning.

Sitting in a London street restaurant, it just so happens to be lunch time, of course we'll have lunch together.

"After I left the island, I tried to find you. However, Ye Chen said that you had gone abroad. I didn't expect that to be such a coincidence." Han Tianning was sitting across from them, speaking Chinese. The boy couldn't understand what he was saying.

"I saw your recovery in the papers, too." Xiao Xun spoke slowly, lowering her head and maintaining the traditional Japanese manner of a woman, "I am very happy to know that you have fully recovered."

"Thank you." Han Tianning smiled before asking in concern, "Why did you suddenly leave without saying a word?" Isn't it good for the company in the catalpa period? "

"Ah …" "That …" Xiao Xun looked at the white cloth in front of her. With a red face, she slowly said, "Because I want to get married …"

Because he didn't want her anymore …

"Ha, so that's how it is. So those people that cross the ocean come here in search of the other half?" Han Tianning smiled and asked straightforwardly.

"Mm …" "Kind of." Xiao Xun didn't want to think about how long it would take for her to survive the dark days when she wanted to commit suicide. She forced a smile and said, "Seeing that you and Mr. Song are getting married, it seems that you are very happy, so you want to have a family."

"It's different to have a home. It's very warm." When Han Tianning thought of Song Haojun's strange yet increasingly adorable character, he couldn't help but reach for his phone, wanting to give him a call.

Since he pretended not to know about the first anniversary of his wedding, he was angry enough to ask his friends to come and take him out for a walk. He also didn't say if he wanted to have lunch together.

Perhaps it was because she had the same thoughts, but just as she was considering whether she should make a call, her phone vibrated.

"Sorry, I need to answer a call first." When Han Tianning saw the number, a trace of a happy smile flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Xun nodded and then turned around to talk to the older boy in Japanese.

This white boy was a Japanese major who was about to graduate and was two years younger than her.

Song Haojun leaned back on the sofa, his face full of hostility.

It was already half past eleven, shouldn't Han Tianning give him a call if he wasn't going home? This woman only knew how to work. Didn't she know that today was the anniversary?

"I'll wait for you at home for dinner!" The first sentence was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Although Song Haojun wanted to restrain himself, he couldn't help but reveal his vile nature.

"Didn't you have lunch with your friends?" Han Tianning asked in surprise.

"Where are you?" Song Haojun frowned, because he heard someone talking in Japanese over there. He asked keenly.

"I was at Bruce's, and I happened to meet a friend I haven't seen for a long time. I was just about to have lunch with him." Han Tianning said as he looked at Xiao Xun.

"It's a man's voice. Didn't you say that you would meet with female media friends?" As jealousy filled the air, Song Haojun began to imagine an Asian-faced Japanese man sitting across from Han Tianning.

"Come over here, let's eat lunch together and call the taxi. Let me see which street you're on …" Han Tianning felt that he was very cute and jealous, so he forced himself to smile and gave him an address. He was still worried and reminded, "Note it down, don't make a mistake."

"I'm not an idiot! Don't think of me as a three year old child. Also, I won't go eat! " The past few days, Song Haojun had been feeling extremely depressed.

He was hurt. He knew that he would be waiting for her at the apartment at eleven o'clock on their anniversary, but this woman had gone to eat with someone else.

Anger!

He was so angered that he wanted to immediately grab her and viciously ravage her.

Song Haojun hung up the phone, stood up, and walked around the small apartment.

No, I still can't relax, there's a Japanese speaking man over there …

Why would he be angry with her today? Just a moment ago, when he was about to head over to eat his meal, wouldn't it be fine if he were to intentionally and generously agree to it?

Truly, whenever he met her, his mind would be muddled!

After circling around a few times, Song Haojun finally picked up a coat and prepared to leave.

Han Tianning saw Song Haojun hang up the phone, but didn't call again. He only sent a message with the address written on it.

She now knew the Demon King's roguish and eccentric character. In any case, if he was angry, she had to give way. There were only benefits and no harm.

Song Haojun sat in the car, holding out his tie. He was dressed very formally today.

His formal and elegant attire completely suppressed the handsomeness of all the English gentlemen. Today, Song Haojun wanted to use his image to crush everyone else's heart as he rushed to the dining hall.

Indeed, he had done it.

From the moment he stepped out of the door, there were countless people shouting at him and taking photos. Moreover, there seemed to be people who recognized him, causing him to almost cover his face as he walked along the short road.

As Han Tianning and Xiao Xun continued their conversation, she suddenly saw a commotion in the hall, and then the shutter sounds. Many words of praise and exclamations made her feel like the little Heavenly King, who had radiated all the starlight, had returned!

Yes, it had been a long time since he had this feeling, the aura and shock of a Heavenly King's superstar.

Han Tianning followed the crowd's gaze and saw the waiter lead a tall and handsome man through the crowd towards them.

His aura was extremely strong …

It had the air of a stage king, making people look up at him.

Han Tianning immediately stood up and pulled his extraordinarily handsome husband over.

When Song Haojun saw Xiao Xun, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

To think that he would bump into this Japanese woman here. If he hadn't investigated and found out that Xiao Xun was completely thrown off, Song Haojun really suspected that this meeting was prearranged by Yan Zhaoge.

When the white boy saw Song Haojun, he suddenly stretched out his hand in excitement. This handsome eastern face was his idol.

Song Haojun kept a polite and elegant image of his exotic fan.

Although it was called politeness, it was actually a faint estrangement.

Song Hao's eyes only wandered around his wife, occasionally looking at Little Xun.

When he looked at Xiao Xun, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, causing people to not dare to look at him directly.

As for Xiao Xun, he kept his head down and rarely looked at her.

Because Song Haojun attracted too much attention, they ate in a hurry.

At the end of the meal, the boy called Jessie Cannon, whom Xiao Xun had made friends with, chatted with Song Haojun in English. Han Tianning went to the bathroom, and after a dozen seconds, Xiao Xun also stood up and followed.

"Ann, you're very happy right now." In the washroom, Xiao Xun was leaning against the sink. When he saw Han Tianning walk out, he said this in a low voice.

"Yes, very happy." Han Tianning washed his hands and smiled gently with his head lowered.

"Yan..." Is he still in touch with you? " For the first time, Xiao Xun took the initiative to mention the period.

She had been avoiding the topic at noon today, so she didn't want to hear any news from him. Han Tianning should have sensed it by now, right?

"I'm friends with him, of course we'll be connected." Han Tianning looked at her lowered head and said with a smile.

"Young Master... He likes you very much. " As she spoke softly and slowly, Xiao Xun felt as if his heart had been ripped apart and blood was flowing out of his body.

She knew that she was humble, unable to match up to the eldest young master of the Yan Clan. However, she truly loved to talk about all matters, and was willing to give everything she had to his liking …

Now, when faced with a woman he had always liked, he felt that he had gone through a lot just to be able to say such words.

"I know." Han Tianning looked at himself in the mirror. His face was straight, but not stunning.

Xiao Xun raised his head and looked at her. He didn't expect Han Tianning to be so calm.

"He told me." In the mirror, Han Tianning smiled at Xiao Xun with gentle eyes.

Her face was a cute, childlike face that would never grow up. At times, it was filled with innocence and immaturity, but her eyes were very sincere and steady. With a lively and overflowing gentleness, she was like a young sister who worked steadily and reliably next door.

Perhaps it was because her amiable and adorable personality had firmly attracted the gazes of men?

Her personality is pluralistic but not conflicting, unlike Little Xun, lonely, no self-reliance.