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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

She didn't know how long she had been standing outside the door, her expression stunned.

Zhong Wenhao's face immediately changed: "Qiang, Qiangqiang, what did you hear?"

He raised his arm and wanted to hold Tong Qiangqiang's wrist, but Tong Qiangqiang quickly took two steps back with a white face, and his lips trembled slightly: "You...... It's really your ......."

Zhu Jinhua frowned: "If you have anything to say, go home, go!"

Tong Qiangqiang continued to retreat, avoiding Zhu Jinhua's hand, biting his lip, and suddenly turned his head and ran.

As soon as she ran, Zhong Wenhao panicked: "Mom! Qiang Qiang seems to know that woman! She just went to 405 to visit that woman! Will she be now-"

Zhu Jinhua calmly reminded Zhong Wenhao: "No matter what she wants to do, you should go and stop her back now!"

Zhong Wenhao had an opinion, and he chased after him.

Tong Qiangqiang didn't know why he was running. Her head was messy, she wanted to question Zhong Wenhao personally, but after hearing the conversation between Zhong Wenhao and Zhu Jinhua outside the door, her head was even more messy.

"Qiangqiang!"

Zhong Wenhao's shout came from behind him.

Tong Qiangqiang suddenly felt more and more panicked, and ignored him, subconsciously quickened his pace, but slammed into a person's arms.

The other party quickly grabbed her shoulder, Tong Qiang stood firm in embarrassment, raised his eyes, and saw that it was Han Lie, she was like a life-saving straw, clenched Han Lie's sleeve tightly, and asked tremblingly: "Uncle, take me away!"

Han Lie furrowed his eyebrows very lightly, glanced in the direction behind her with a serious expression, and didn't ask anything. Grabbed Tong Qiangqiang's wrist, walked out quickly, and took her into the car.

Tong Qiangqiang shrank in the passenger seat undecidedly, and saw Zhong Wenhao chasing after him through the rearview mirror, his expression was angry, and his mouth seemed to be calling her.

The car drove away from the entrance of the hospital, and after turning a corner, Zhong Wenhao was finally gone, but Han Lie's mobile phone vibrated violently at this time, and Zhong Wenhao's name was displayed on the screen.

Tong Qiangqiang was so shocked that his heart twisted into a point, and he stiffened his neck and stared at Han Lie.

Han Lie's gaze was fixed on the front and he drove seriously, lifted his thin lips and ordered her succinctly: "Turn off the phone." ”

Tong Qiangqiang immediately grabbed Han Lie's mobile phone and almost slipped his hand and dropped it.

After the machine was turned off, the carriage suddenly fell silent, and after a while, the confusion in Tong Qiangqiang's mind gradually subsided.

At the intersection, the red light was on, and the car stopped temporarily, only then did Han Lie ask her, "Where are you going?"

Tong Qiangqiang's eyes were very dazed, he was silent, and said inchedly: "I don't know ......"

Han Lie glanced at her, "I understand." ”

The green light came on, and he lightly stepped on the clutch, slowly pressing down on the sidewalk.

Tong Qiangqiang tilted his head to stare at Han Lie's cold side face.

She didn't know where he was going to take her, and she wasn't going to ask.

She inexplicably trusted this man, as if she was with him, it didn't matter where she went......

An hour later, the car drove into the Chengdong Resort and stopped in front of the Huguang Hotel.

Chengdong Resort is Zhong's industry, which Tong Qiangqiang is still clear. She followed Han Lie out of the car, Han Lie threw the car key to the parking boy, glanced back at her, and motioned for her to follow. Tong Qiangqiang followed him step by step, and after looking around a few times, he finally couldn't help but call: "Little, uncle-"

"You wait for me here. Han Lie raised his arm to stop her.

Tong Qiangqiang swallowed his words down his throat for the time being, sat down obediently on the sofa in the rest area, and saw Han Lie walking forward with his slender legs, and the lobby manager greeted him, bowing respectfully, as if he was reporting something to Han Lie.

Han Lie is still wearing Armani's blue button-down shirt today, paired with dark trousers, which makes his figure look extraordinarily long and stylish. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, bowed his head slightly, and listened attentively, without any sense of superiority of the high-ranking person. But at the same time, between the calm eyebrows, it can't hide the calmness and bearing of the high-ranking person, and it can't be despised.

Soon, he walked back again, stopped in front of her, and looked at her with lower eyes: "What did you just want to say?"

Tong Qiangqiang hurriedly got up and asked a little timidly, "Why are you here?"

Han Lie smiled at the corner of his lips: "Didn't you say that you don't know where to go?" I was just about to come here to do something, so I could only bring you here." ”

Tong Qiangqiang reacted when she heard the words - she was in a trance in the hospital, and when she caught Han Lie, she asked him to take her away, and she didn't care if anyone else had something important. He's not like she's an idler.

"I'm sorry, I'm ......" Tong Qiangqiang apologized in embarrassment, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't worry about me, just go and get busy if you have something!"

Han Lie asked rhetorically, "I'm going to be busy, what about you?"

Tong Qiangqiang raised his hand around: "Isn't this a resort?" It's just ......" After a pause, she cautiously glanced at Han Lie, "I just have to ask Uncle to remember to go back to the city with me after he is done......"

The voice is soft, and the words "please" and "10 million" are accentuated again, and the end note is a little pitiful.

Han Lie looked at her quietly for half a second, stretched out his palm and gently patted the soft hair on the top of her head: "Come with me." ”

The intimate gesture came suddenly, Tong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment, and stammered and asked, "What are you doing, what are you doing?"

Han Lie quietly took her red-hot ears into his eyes, collected a faint smile at the bottom of his eyes, and explained: "I made an appointment with Mr. Smith today, and there is a shortage of a secretary by my side, so you can come to work on the occasion." I heard Mai Xiuze say that you still owe the company half a month of construction period. ”

Tong Qiangqiang: "......" So the latter sentence is to block the retreat of her refusal......

*

The name "Mr. Smith" Tong Qiangqiang naturally remembers, didn't Zhong Yuanshan just mention it at dinner yesterday, the partner of the development project of Pilong Island. At that time, it was also said that Han Lie had a very good personal relationship with him, but now it is true.

No, she followed Han Lie's ass to the outdoor tennis court, and before she got closer, a foreigner from afar waved at Han Lie enthusiastically and happily exchanged: "Han!han!here!"

Han Lie hooked his lips happily, walked forward quickly and clapped and shook hands with the other party tacitly, and then chatted in English for a long time. The speed of speech was too fast, Tong Qiangqiang listened to it half-understood, and after a while, Mr. Smith seemed to notice her existence, and asked Han Lie suspiciously: "Miss Zeng?"

Unfamiliar name. Tong Qiang frowned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Han Lie. Han Lie didn't seem to expect Smith to suddenly mention the name. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly glanced at Tong Qiangqiang, shook his head at Mr. Smith, and introduced him as a secretary.

Mr. Smith looked Tong Qiangqiang up and down for some reason, and then smiled and nodded at Tong Qiangqiang very politely: "Hello~"

Although the tone is a bit weird, it is already almost standard Mandarin.

According to etiquette, she should have said hello first, but now that she was preempted by Mr. Smith, Tong Qiangqiang was a little panicked. Hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Hello, Mr. Smith!

"Long admired daimyo?" Mr. Smith pointed to himself and asked with a curious smile, "How long do you admire the daimyo?"

She just popped out the adjective, but she didn't expect Mr. Smith to understand what it meant, and he took the trouble to ask questions. Tong Qiangqiang was secretly annoyed that he was pitting himself, searching and thinking about how to talk to him, and then heard Han Lie, who had already seen through everything, say to Mr. Smith: "She probably only heard about you last night. Don't embarrass her. ”

It is to break the siege, but also to pierce mercilessly. Tong Qiangqiang's face was full of embarrassment, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Mr. Smith didn't mind laughing heartily.

Tong Qiangqiang seized the opportunity to praise sweetly: "Mr. Smith's Chinese is really good. ”

Mr. Smith was so used that he popped up the word "false praise", showed off his Chinese level, and then asked mysteriously: "Do you know why my Chinese is good?"

Tong Qiangqiang tilted his head slightly, waiting for his answer.

Mr. Smith pointed in the direction of the side sitting, and lifted his chin proudly, "Because I have a good wife." ”

Tong Qiangqiang looked over and saw a woman sitting under the Roman umbrella, about forty years old, wearing a traditional embroidered cheongsam and a dark purple shawl, very elegant and elegant. Finding that everyone was looking at her, she was not cramped at all, and smiled generously and gently.

"Mrs. Smith is so beautiful!" Tong Qiangqiang praised.

Han Lie lowered his eyebrows and looked at Tong Qiangqiang, "What a dog's leg." ”

Tong Qiangqiang: "......" she is sincere!

"You go over there and wait for me, too. After explaining, Han Lie replaced the person who had played with Mr. Smith and played by himself.

Tong Qiangqiang obediently walked to the sideline and bowed down to greet Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith responded with a kind bow, and Tong Qiangqiang sat down in the empty seat opposite her, and watched the two men on the field quietly with her.

The sun is gradually rising, the warm sunlight makes people want to squint, the temperature in late spring is even more comfortable, and after pregnancy, she is more sleepy than before, and it doesn't take long for her eyelids to become heavier.

But how can you sleep in this situation? Tong Qiangqiang bent his elbow against the table, supported his chin, forced himself to stay awake, stared at the ball back and forth in the air with wide eyes, and the more he stared, the more sleepy he became.

Warm, soft palms appear out of thin air. Hold her chin in time.

Tong Qiangqiang hurriedly stabilized his heartbeat that had accelerated due to waking up, and looked up at the owner of the figure shining from the top of his head, Han Lie was looking down at her condescendingly,

"Han, Mr. Han...... "It's embarrassing......

Han Lie narrowed his eyes slightly, and let go of his hand: "Saliva." ”

"Ah?!" Tong Qiangqiang hurriedly raised the back of his hand and wiped it, but there was no slimy liquid thrown away.

Mr. Smith was amused, and laughed out loud regardless of his demeanor, and even the dignified Mrs. Smith had a smile on her lips.

Only then did Tong Qiangqiang realize that he had been tricked by Han Lie, and he couldn't do it.

*

At noon, the four of them had lunch together in the buffet restaurant of the Lakelight Hotel. After that, Han Lie and Tong Qiangqiang continued to accompany Mr. and Mrs. Smith around the resort.

Previously, Han Lie flew to Australia and reached a cooperation intention with Mr. Smith. This time, Mr. Smith specially brought Mrs. Smith here, on the one hand, to personally investigate the real situation of Zhong's future partner, and more importantly, because Mrs. Smith has not returned to her hometown for many years, and Mr. Smith wants to accompany her to relax.

The overall design of this resort in the east of the city is dominated by oriental colors, the style is solemn and elegant, because it is located on the south side of Rongcheng Forest Park, so you can see lush forests and clear lakes everywhere, and more importantly, it is adjacent to the only ancestral temple in Rongcheng. After coming into contact with Mrs. Smith, Tong Qiangqiang thoroughly understood Han Lie's thoughts and intentions in arranging for the couple to stay here.

Even if it is not a day to worship incense, there are still many good men and women in the ancestral temple. Mrs. Smith does not believe in Buddhism, but just wants to get close to her homeland through the ancestral hall, while Mr. Smith is very interested in the Buddha statues because he has little contact with Buddhist culture, and pulls Han Lie to introduce him everywhere he goes.

Tong Qiangqiang thought that people like Han Lie, who grew up drinking foreign ink, should not know much, but she listened carefully two or three times and found that he could also tell the truth.

I followed boringly for a while, and when I entered the courtyard of the new one, I caught a glimpse of Guanyin enshrined next door, and Tong Qiangqiang's footsteps couldn't help but stop. Han Lie accompanied Mr. and Mrs. Smith in the courtyard to continue walking, estimating that it would take a while to come out, she took advantage of the gap to sneak to Guanyin and asked for a lot.

Tong Qiangqiang took the sign to the master who unsigned.

"Ask what?"

"Marriage. "Besides her marriage to Zhong Wenhao, what else is there to ask.

The master's brows furrowed like a small hill: "The content of this signature is that Ma Chao chases Cao, signs, and is the main culprit." 'In the dream, Debao woke up without it, and said that Nanshan was just a hoe'. The superficial meaning is already very clear, that is, it backfired, and the bamboo basket was empty. ”

"The bamboo basket fetchs water, and the ......water is empty," Tong Qiangqiang licked his dry lips and muttered repeatedly.

"However, there is no solution. The master raised his eyes and glanced at Tong Qiangqiang, and pointed to the last two sentences of the signature, "'If you ask about marriage and illness, don't look for a way to help each other', which means that you don't have to force it." Find another way to be liberated. ”

"Find another way...... Tong Qiangqiang's fingers on her lower abdomen tightened unconsciously-what other way could she go......

At dusk, they returned to the resort's main business district, where they had dinner and a nap at a bar.

The open-air design is two-thirds facing the Rongjiang River. The tables were casually set up, and there was a small stage on which a blue-eyed Russian girl sang soothing Russian songs.

Tong Qiangqiang naturally formed a table with Han Lie and Smith and his wife.

Through a day's contact, Tong Qiangqiang has found that although Mr. Smith is over half a hundred years old, he is very young, tolerant, and likes to try young people's things. He seemed to have a special conversation with Han Lie, and he didn't stop for a whole day.

Mrs. Smith had far fewer words in comparison. But her eyes never took off Mr. Smith, always smiling at the corners of her lips, silently listening to her husband's conversations with others, and occasionally handing Mr. Smith a glass of water. Mr. Smith didn't have to look back to take the glass and return it.

The subtle little movements all reveal tacit understanding.

Tong Qiangqiang lowered her eyes, remembering the signing in the afternoon, and the boredom swept her again.

The waiter brought over the drinks they ordered, and when he saw Han Lie put the milk in front of Tong Qiangqiang, Mr. Smith was puzzled: "Chinese bars still sell milk?"

Tong Qiangqiang was so amused that he choked suddenly, and reached out to take out a tissue, but Han Lie quickly stuffed a piece into her palm. Tong Qiangqiang subconsciously turned his head to look at Han Lie, Han Lie didn't look at her, and was explaining to Mr. Smith: "It's not for sale, I asked the bar waiter to help buy it." ”

"Oh?" Mr. Smith continued, "Tong, why don't you drink?"

Han Lie helped Tong Qiangqiang answer: "She is not feeling well. ”

Mr. Smith was puzzled again: "I asked tong, why did you answer?"

Han Lie seemed to be blocked, and fell silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Mr. Smith laughed and said with a slightly strange syntax: "Han, I finally won you by speaking." ”

Tong Qiangqiang couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and soft emotions rippled in his heart.

Mr. Smith asked her coldly, "Tong, to be honest, what is your relationship with Han? Why was I surprised when Han introduced you to him today? Because I've known Han for so many years, he's never had a secretary or assistant by his side, only—"

"ill," Han Lie called Mr. Smith's name at the right time, as if inadvertently interrupting him, and then admitted with a smile, "She is indeed not my secretary, she is my nephew's wife." ”

The moment the words "nephew's wife" jumped into his ears, Tong Qiangqiang felt a strange emotion rolling out of his heart inexplicably, and subconsciously reached out to hold the cup and lowered his head to drink milk.

"Oh?" Mr. Smith, apparently not expecting such an answer in the end, wandered between the two of them for a few moments before he suddenly said, "I see." ”

After sitting almost down, Mr. Smith came out of the bar, and Mr. Smith said that he wanted to take a break with Mrs. Smith again. Knowing that their husband and wife had lived alone in the world of two, Han Lie and Tong Qiangqiang naturally would not be light bulbs again without eyes.

The moonlight is bright and shining, reflecting the sparkling waves on the water. Tong Qiangqiang and Han Lie walked slowly along the riverside side by side, quietly, and no one spoke for a long time. From time to time, a breeze blew, and she could smell the aroma of wine on Han Lie's body, but for some reason it was more mellow every time.

After a while, she kicked a small pebble on the ground and called out sullenly: "Uncle." ”

"Huh?" a syllable, sloppy and somewhat carelessly spilling out of his throat, sexy in the hazy night.

Tong Qiangqiang's heart trembled uncontrollably, and the words he had originally planned to ask Han Lie were put behind for a while, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at him.

His side face was half bright and half dark by the light of the street lamp, as if it were illusory in light and shadow.

She stared for a moment.

Probably because she suddenly lost her words, Han Lie also turned his face, "What did you just want to say?"

Drink for the sake of alcohol. His voice was two points deeper than usual. The light jumped to meet his dark eyes.

Tong Qiangqiang was nervous in his heart, don't turn his head, lower his eyelids to hide his emotions, and then asked, "What are you doing in the hospital in the morning?"

"Didn't you stay in the hospital last night? Han Lie replied casually, but Tong Qiangqiang's heart was still lightly bumped. After a few seconds of delay, she asked again: "Aren't you curious, why did I run away from Wen Hao in the morning?"

He really didn't ask anything, didn't ask her why she ran away. also helped her isolate Zhong Wenhao's search, giving her complete trust and freedom all day.

"Are you willing to say it now?" Han Lie asked with a smirk.

Tong Qiangqiang shook his head - not that he didn't want to say it, but he couldn't open his mouth at all. Her husband raped an innocent girl, and her mother-in-law was still planning how to help him hide the crime, how could she speak?

Han Lie glanced at her tangled expression and pursed his lips without asking.

Tong Qiangqiang sighed: "Uncle, do you think I'm particularly cheap and stupid? Obviously knowing that Wen Hao has another woman outside, he still can't help but pretend not to know, and willingly give birth to a child for him?"

Han Lie raised his eyebrows lightly and agreed with her words: "It's stupid." ”

"......" Tong Qiangqiang stroked his stomach and hooked his lips self-deprecatingly.

After being silent for a while, and seeing that they were about to walk back to the door of the Huguang Hotel, Tong Qiangqiang bit his lip and asked again: "Uncle, what if...... I mean, if ...... Now that you know that your loved one has done something particularly wrong, will you choose to help him hide it, or persuade him to be honest?"

Han Lie suddenly stopped: "Stretch out your hand." ”

His expression was serious and serious, Tong Qiangqiang was slightly confused, but he didn't react much and followed his words, and spread his palms flat in front of him.

Han Lie flipped her palm upward, then used his own hand to support the back of her hand, slowly exerting force, making her palm slowly clench into a fist. And his palm wrapped around her fist.

"Your destiny is in your own hands. ”

With that, Han Lie slowly pushed her fist against her own chest with another slow force.

"Make your own decisions, follow your own heart. ”

Tong Qiangqiang raised his eyes in a daze and met Han Lie's eyes.

The soft light reflected in the hotel hit his pupils, and it was full of light.

Tong Qiangqiang's eyes flashed fiercely, and immediately, a smile appeared on his lips, and he bowed deeply: "Uncle, thank you." Thank you all day today. ”

Han Liefeng let out a light "um", withdrew his hand, inserted it back into his trouser pocket, and walked into the hotel first.

It was too late for them to return to the city overnight. Han Lie opened two rooms in the hotel. One room for each of them.

It's strange that some words can be understood by thinking about it yourself, but after someone special tells you, it can easily soothe your heart. And I have to admit that Han Lie's two sentences inexplicably made her make a decision about the troubles and disturbances in her heart.

Clenching her fists, she could still vividly recall the feeling of peace of mind that Han Lie's palm had brought her when it was wrapped outside. Tong Qiangqiang closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, at the invitation of Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Tong Qiangqiang and Han Lie had breakfast with them again before preparing to go back to the city.

When the two walked out of the hotel's restaurant together and came to the lobby, Tong Qiangqiang spotted Zhong Wenhao at a glance.

He seemed to have just arrived here, and the moment he saw her, his gaze was tightly fixed, and he strode towards her from a distance of a few meters, and his momentum was a little fierce.