Upon hearing the voice, Han Yaxin quickly loosened her grip and put away her fierce expression, smiling charmingly with red lips: "Brother-in-law, you’re back."
This voice was so sweet... it could give someone goosebumps.
"I’m not your brother-in-law, Miss Han, don’t call me that randomly."
Lu Jinghan stood with his hands in his pockets in front of Han Yaxin, his sharply defined face bearing disgust.
The receptionist girl discreetly shot a contemptuous look, acting out, huh? Well, this time she got slapped in the face.
Han Yaxin, not willing to give up, approached a few steps closer, flirtatiously speaking slowly: "Brother-in-law, my skills in bed are much better than my sister’s. Give me forty million, and I’ll stay with you for life."
Assistant Xiao Zhang couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing, "Pfft."
Is this young lady out of her mind? The source of thɪs content is 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
Feng Yi struggled to suppress his urge to laugh, crossed his arms, and circled around Han Yaxin with a teasing tone: "Even pork has to be weighed, you’re worth three hundred to five hundred at most, and where do you get the confidence that he will sleep with you?"
Han Yaxin blurted out the words without thinking, and only after hearing the laughter from the crowd around did she belatedly realize.
"You have no right to compare to Han Xi."
Lu Jinghan’s deep voice carried chilling hostility, and with that, he strode toward the elevator.
Han Yaxin wanted to chase after him, but Assistant Xiao Zhang stopped her firmly: "If you don’t want to be thrown out, then leave quickly."
Han Yaxin glared at Xiao Zhang in rage and shame, but couldn’t utter a single word.
At this moment, she was like a jumping clown exposed to everyone’s sight, and ultimately could only leave in a hurry.
Back in the office, Feng Yi was clutching his stomach, almost laughing to the point of tears: "This woman really has guts, actually wants you to sleep with her in public."
Lu Jinghan leaned against the desk, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and tilted his head to light it: "Spread the word that no one is allowed to help Han Guanghong."
"Don’t worry, I’ll handle it right away."
Han Xi returned to the office when Song Yan had already been waiting at the door for a while.
"Senior, are you looking for me for something?"
Han Xi took out the keys from her bag, opened the door, and then walked in.
Song Yan followed her into the office, his warm face carrying a gentle smile: "Xiao Xi, let’s go out for dinner together tonight."
Han Xi hesitated, looking at Song Yan, contemplating how to refuse him.
As if he could read the girl’s mind, Song Yan affectionately stroked Han Xi’s hair: "Lu Jinghan has already agreed, I have something to tell you tonight."
Han Xi was taken aback, her eyelashes trembling. When did Mr. Lu from her family get so close to Senior?
Today, Han Xi got off work early. She took a cab back to the villa, took a hot shower in the bathroom, and seeing the time was still early, she lay down on the bed for a short nap.
In her dream, she saw her mother smiling at her, always smiling...
Han Xi’s hands kept waving in the air until Lu Jinghan tightly wrapped her small hands, and only then did she groggily open her eyes.
"Did you have a dream?"
Han Xi sat up from the bed, her clear eyes misty with wetness: "I dreamed of my mom, she was always smiling at me."
Lu Jinghan held Han Xi in his arms, his chin gently brushing her hair: "Silly girl, don’t cry. If you miss her, tomorrow I’ll accompany you to the cemetery to visit."