knows that Han Mingjin is rich and powerful, but most of them are Korean. Even if I have seen his family's courtyard, it is more of a symbol of status. However, at this moment, the big villa by the sea in front of her can make Song Qian, a Qingdao girl, more intuitively understand Han Mingjin's power. Of course, she knew that even if she made some money as an idol now, she never thought that she would be able to live here one day. Because it's not a place where you can live if you have money.

Not to mention the scale and prosperity of the city of Qingdao. Let's just say that all over the world, no matter which country's coastal cities, there can't be too bad. Many brand enterprises gather here, and it has gradually become an area where the rich gather. There is no real fairness, where there are people, there are three, six, nine, and so on. This is the most profound understanding of her in the past few years in society.

Song Qian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery outside the window, looking back at him who was talking to Tie Zhan and a strange man with a half-loud expression. Today is a thorough experience, I thought I was just looking at it from afar to understand something, but I didn't expect him to be so flamboyant in his hometown. Although compared to before, he is already very low-key.

The strange man handed a bunch of keys to Han Mingjin, turned around and left respectfully. Han Mingjin walked over with a smile and walked to the balcony with Song Qian in his arms: "How is it? Not bad?" Song Qian pursed her lips and looked at him, broke free of his hand and lay down at the railing to look at the sea: "Ask me what I am doing? It's not mine." Han Mingjin hugged her from behind with a smile, and while feeling the sea breeze, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "Serve the oppa well, here is for you." ”

Song Qian was stunned. Turning his head back and keeping some distance from him, "You're learning more and more like him now." Han Mingjin's expression was puzzled: "Like what?" Song Qian's face was calm: "Like those bastards who play with women." Han Mingjin nodded: "I don't want to either." It's only because I'm so talented, and it's easy for people to get mixed up in any line of work. ”

Looking at those full lips, Han Mingjin stepped forward gently. At the moment when he was about to meet, a voice suddenly sounded behind him and interrupted Han Mingjin: "I'm going to live in the garage." Han Mingjin turned his head to look. Tie Zhan was standing there: "There's a suite there. Han Mingjin frowned: "You live on the first floor." It's so big here...... I'll wipe it!" Tie Zhan ignored Han Mingjin after speaking, nodded at Song Qian, turned around and walked out of the villa.

Han Mingjin lay on the railing, looking at Tie Zhan, who had just walked out of the door. Turn around and look around to find an ashtray, raise your hand and throw it down. was hurriedly stopped by Song Qian: "Hey, what are you doing??" Han Mingjin pointed to Tie Zhan, who had already entered the garage, with a tangled expression: "Is this TM's bodyguard?

Song Qian couldn't help laughing, snatched the ashtray in his hand and put it aside, and patted him: "Brother Tie Zhan is this temper, you are still far from a man's xìng grid." Han Mingjin was stunned. Touching his nose and chuckling at Song Qian, "Is it far away?" Looking at Song Qian, Han Mingjin squinted: "Won't you also take a fancy to him?"

Song Qian laughed: "Do you say that, do you mean that there are still others who have taken a fancy to him?" Han Mingjin paused, pouted and walked into the room, Song Qian chuckled and followed. Seeing him lying on the sofa: "Which sister is it, is it you?" Han Mingjin glared at her angrily: "It doesn't matter so much! You old people really like this kind of man, which makes people look down on it." ”

Song Qian nodded: "The age gap is too big, in fact, there is still a generation gap." It doesn't matter how old the man is or how old the woman is, if the woman is older than the man, looking at each other is like looking at a child. Han Mingjin sat up angrily: "Where am I a child??Last time you saw my size in the Philippines, you think it's a child...... Hey!"

Dodged the pillow thrown by Song Qian. Han Mingjin pillowed: "This is my territory, dare to go wild with me, be careful of hurting yourself." Seeing Song Qian glaring at him, Han Mingjin patted the sofa: "Come here." Let oppa be rare. What is it to be reserved when you are old? If you are reserved, you will be really old. Song Qian ignored him, stood up and walked towards the refrigerator.

After a while, there were a few soft screams. The probe looked at him: "Is there anyone living here? Han Mingjin pouted and muttered a few words, but did not reply. Song Qian stepped forward with a few eggs and tomatoes: "You haven't eaten yet, make you some ......" "Hey!" Han Mingjin sat up angrily: "Take the eggs away! I don't know what I hate the most now?"

Song Qian was stunned. Looking at the egg in his hand, something suddenly came to mind. Holding back a smile and raising his hand to throw it over, Han Mingjin subconsciously raised his arm, and when he put it down, he only saw Song Qian's back walking to the kitchen. Han Mingjin was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and stood up and followed. However, when he opened the kitchen door, Han Mingjin was stunned, squinted and leaned against the door, looking at Song Qian, who was busy with his apron.

"Got into the corner so quickly, it seems that I am determined to get this property. Song Qian gave him a blank look and did not reply. Turn on the cooker, pour water, take out the vegetables and meat and cut them. Han Mingjin shook his head: "Since I came back from the United States, most of them have been cooked by me for others. I can't remember how long no one else cooked for me. At this point, I'm going to condemn you. ”

Song Qian pursed her lips and smiled: "Then you can go to the chef?" The professional-level ones don't have much commission, so you don't even have to give away the villas." Han Mingjin shook his head and stepped forward: "How can the chef compare with you? They are all men, even if there are women, they are definitely not as beautiful as you." Song Qian glanced at him, frowned and pushed him away: "Go." Don't get in the way here. ”

Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, smiled and pointed to his nose: "You say I'm in the way? Among these people I know, no one can say that I'm in the way in the kitchen." Rolling up his sleeves, Han Mingjin stepped aside: "I'm really, I haven't shown my hand for a long time, and I'm actually starting to be despised by others." If you don't show you how good I am, you might forget how perfect I am. ”

Song Qian's hand chopping vegetables paused, and then turned her head casually: "Why don't you go home? Even if you don't go home, why don't you see the noodles?" Han Mingjin smiled and cut the meat into shreds, without raising his head: "How do you know that I didn't meet them?" Song Qian stopped: "If you meet, how can you not even answer the phone?" do you not want them to find you?"

Han Mingjin shook his head: "Either you low-level small families just don't think carefully enough, I'm afraid that they will find out who helped arrange this house? This kind of thing will definitely be closely watched. Winked at Song Qian: "Have you seen it, do you know what the head of the family is?"

Song Qian chuckled: "If you are the head of the family." There is no telling how many more people will suffer. Han Mingjin shook the ring on his hand: "Let me show you a firewood girl, this is the evidence." Pouting and turning to put the shredded meat on the plate, Han Mingjin shook his head and said: "Don't think that if you are an idol and have been abroad, you think that you have seen the world, you are far away, little ghost." ”

Lift up and kick it over. Han Mingjin blocked it casually: "Don't make trouble." Song Qian glared at him: "What do you care about? Your family is still afraid to see it? Isn't it just that you have been beaten, and your face is swollen and you still care about this?" Han Mingjin paused, sent the shredded meat plate over, sat aside and wiped his hands: "The key is not like this." ”

Song Qian turned around: "What's going on?" Han Mingjin frowned slightly, and looked up at her: "You cook your food honestly, and you don't have enough to be active." Hurry up and eat when you're done...... Do it after eating. Han Mingjin got up to leave the kitchen. The arm was grabbed by a hand: "Don't you know that many people are worried about you?"

Han Mingjin lowered his head and turned around with a half-loud smile: "I'm fine, what is there to worry about." Song Qian tilted her head and just looked at him without speaking. Han Mingjin was silent for a while. Shook his head helplessly: "It's not like I won't see each other for the rest of my life? Don't be in a hurry? Actually, I went back last year, and my parents also came." ”

Song Qian spoke: "I heard that my aunt gave birth to a sister for you, have you seen it?" Han Mingjin pouted: "Less than a year old, the little child looks the same, what do you see?" Han Mingjin waved his hand: "Just let me be xìng." Not once or twice, anyway. I didn't come back when I was arrogant and domineering outside, and now I'm calling people home for no reason. Not to mention returning to the hometown, why can't you meet the elders with a blue nose and swollen face? The last time you helped me carry things, you also saw that courtyard, and it was not my parents' family. My grandparents'. My dad's generation. And my peers. How embarrassing it would be to go back like this?"

Song Qian shook her head: "What is the family?" Han Mingjin dragged her: "You don't understand this thing." They don't care I know, but they have to think about something else? You don't get a big deal like us. Pay attention to the impact, and there are ......"" excuses. Han Mingjin was stunned. frowned and looked at Song Qian.

Song Qian chuckled and looked back: "Speaking of which, you still care about it yourself." In the past, you were straightforward about everything, but now what's wrong with you?, why do you care about this?" Han Mingjin stood up: "You know six." Song Qian followed him out of the kitchen: "I don't understand, I don't understand, since you care about the impact, why don't you go to the United States and go back to China? You still want to go home, right? But because you feel ashamed, you don't even ...... face."

"Did you say enough??" Han Mingjin looked at Song Qian with a calm face, Song Qian was stunned for a moment and didn't continue. Han Mingjin touched his pocket, but didn't find anything. Walked to the balcony and shouted. After a while, he caught something thrown downstairs, and when he returned to the sofa, he already had a cigarette in his hand.

Song Qian stepped forward to grab it, but Han Mingjin smiled helplessly: "Really, sure enough, distance produces beauty." I've known you well before, but there's nothing but kissing and hugging. Now that I've only been in contact with China for a few days, I feel like you're really like a mother. The nagging is endless, and everything is ...... Give me the cigarette!!"

Song Qian put the cigarette in the ashtray and extinguished it: "If you don't say it, I know what you think, and the quibbles are for yourself." But since you're here, I'm responsible for taking care of you. How many people are worried about you, you should know, I can't watch you go on like this. Han Mingjin smiled: "Where do you go down? I have fallen? indulged??"

Han Mingjin stood up and pushed her back to the kitchen: "You think you are the mayor of Qingdao? I'm not here to invest, or I'm here to take the opportunity to get you on when no one is bothering and there's no media attention. You really have to take care of me, and we'll start after eating and washing it away, and you don't need to have any other heart. ”

Song Qian kicked him out and slammed the door shut. Han Mingjin touched his nose and listened to her muttering curses, and slowly put away his smile and sat back on the sofa. Half-loudly looked out the window. You don't know what to think, you know? Not only do you not know, no one can know. It's just that...... Is it really going on? I still, I don't know. (To be continued.) )