Zhao Ziyi, sitting opposite, grabbed a tissue from the table to wipe his mouth: "Let’s go, Miss Han. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold."
Han Yaxin didn’t mind spending a night with any man, but she didn’t want to get a marriage certificate with such a frivolous playboy.
Before coming, Zhang Min warned her that if she didn’t want the company to go bankrupt and didn’t want to live a life of simple meals, she had to register the marriage with Zhao Ziyi. Even if this man was a womanizer, she would be the Empress and have endless money.
Even if Han Yaxin didn’t want to, she had to obey for the sake of her future life.
Han Yaxin’s red lips curved into a seductive arc, and in a sweet, soft voice, she extended her tender and boneless hand towards Zhao Ziyi: "Then let’s go."
Zhao Ziyi grabbed Han Yaxin’s hand, pulled her hard, and hugged her into his arms: "I didn’t realize you were so provocative. You better perform well later."
Back home, Han Xi lay straight on the bed, and the words Song Yan had said in the restaurant kept flashing in her mind like a movie slideshow.
Lu Jinghan changed into his home clothes and lay down next to Han Xi: "Don’t put too much pressure on yourself."
Han Xi hugged Lu Jinghan’s narrow waist, putting her small face against his firm chest: "Do you think if it were mom, she would forgive dad?"
"Mom still keeps that hairpin, so she probably doesn’t hate him."
"I remember mom said that I was the most precious gift dad left her with, maybe... mom always missed my brother and dad a lot."
Lu Jinghan tightly embraced Han Xi, gently rubbing her earlobe with his thumb: "Mm, so silly girl, you now have two more family members, you should be happy."
Thinking this way, Han Xi indeed felt warm in her heart, her little feet unconsciously moving around on the top of Lu Jinghan’s foot.
"Mrs. Lu, do you know you’re igniting a fire?"
"What?" Han Xi looked up cluelessly.
Lu Jinghan, with deep eyes, placed Han Xi’s small hand over a certain part of himself that had already reacted.
In an instant, Han Xi’s face blushed as if it could drip blood. She shyly lowered her eyelashes, her dark lashes casting a shadow on her fair skin.
Lu Jinghan turned off the bedside lamp, and under the dim moonlight, someone pressed Han Xi beneath him...
Early the next morning, Han Xi called Song Yan. Song Yan was having breakfast in the restaurant, and when he saw the call from Han Xi, a smile appeared on his lips: "Morning, Xiao Xi."
On the other end of the call, Han Xi sat on the sofa in the living room, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, hesitating for a long time before opening her mouth: "Um... Brother... let’s go see mom today." Dıscover more novels at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩
Hearing Han Xi call him brother, Song Yan’s pupils gleamed with happiness: "Sure, I’ll come over to find you later."
After hanging up, Han Xi got up and walked to the kitchen, hugging Lu Jinghan from behind, who was preparing breakfast: "Husband, what are we having for breakfast?"
Lu Jinghan enjoyed Han Xi hugging him , continuing his work with his hands: "All your favorites. I’ll go with you guys later."
Han Xi leaned her cheek against Lu Jinghan’s back, her lips curled in an inextricable smile.
Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell came from the entrance, and Han Xi released her small hands: "I’ll go get the door."
Walking to the entrance, she opened the door, her face instantly darkening: "What are you all doing at my house?"
At the door, Zhang Min glared at Han Xi with bloodshot eyes, her voice sharp and yelling: "Why does your Lu Jinghan not allow other companies to help the Han Family? Are you trying to push our whole family into despair? One must have some conscience."