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Han Lie didn't seem to feel that his actions were too intimate at all, he calmly withdrew his fingers, and said in a somewhat reproachful tone, "If I don't help you ask for juice, are you going to drink nothing for a night?"

"......" Tong Qiangqiang was speechless.

Han Lie didn't really want her to answer, so he smiled and gave up.

Tong Qiangqiang was slightly embarrassed again, his ears were a little hot, and when he turned around, he found that the whole table had stopped talking at some point, and looked at her and Han Lie with colorful expressions and strange eyes.

Obviously, the picture of Han Lie rubbing her lips with his fingers just now all fell into their eyes, and they were afraid that there was a misunderstanding.

However, probably out of the habit of respecting **, no one made any gossip, only one person joked about Han Lie in English: "You are still the same as before, very considerate of your own woman." ”

Tong Qiangqiang's eyes flickered slightly, remembering the last time Mr. Smith had mistakenly mentioned a "miss zeng" and the guest room in Han Lie's apartment. Could it be the same? the woman he used to be considerate of?

Han Lie put his hands on the back of the chair where Tong Qiangqiang was sitting, his posture was very relaxed, but it was also very similar to holding Tong Qiangqiang in his arms. Then he hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes were very thorough, and there was a hint of drunkenness that seemed to be absent, and he didn't answer out loud, and he didn't know whether he was acquiescing to the "very considerate" praised by others, or acquiescing to what others said "his own woman".

Tong Qiangqiang's mind swirled around in the latter one, and in an instant, his already shy face turned red. It was as if she could hear a small sound in her heart. It's like a lot of jumping candy has exploded.

Even Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith seemed to feel the ambiguity between Han Lie's move, intentionally or unintentionally, and couldn't help but look at Tong Qiangqiang suspiciously, as if they were wondering if she was Han Lie's niece and daughter-in-law.

"I—I'll go to the bathroom. Tong Qiangqiang got up, and because she was a little flustered, she made a crisp impact sound from the tableware in front of her. Before she could react, Han Lie pressed the utensils steadily.

"Be careful. Han Lie reminded her warmly, and helped her pull out the chair a little to make room for her to walk. Tong Qiangqiang quickly said "thank you", hurriedly left the table, and remembered that he didn't know the road halfway through, so he hurriedly stopped and asked the waiter in the restaurant before turning around again.

Han Lie's gaze kept glued to Tong Qiangqiang's body, taking in all her panicked paths, and a funny smile condensed on her lips, as if she had just finished teasing a pet.

Immediately, as if unintentionally, he glanced at a waiter with his head lowered in a corner not far away, and his smile turned meaningful.

After hiding in the bathroom for a while, Tong Qiangqiang thought that her mood was almost calm, but when she returned to the dining table, she could not relax. Han Lie continued to chat with a table, although he didn't make any more intimate gestures in public like Fang Cai, but he would always bring her snacks or fruits far away from her in the middle of chatting. Tong Qiangqiang's hands and feet were stiff and restrained throughout the whole process, and he occasionally talked to Mrs. Smith absentmindedly.

Considering that the Smiths were going to take an early flight the next morning, the time for the dinner party deliberately started at three or four o'clock in the afternoon and ended at about eight o'clock.

Mr. Smith and Han Lie sent the others away together, and then Han Lie and Tong Qiangqiang sent Mr. and Mrs. Smith back to the door of the hot spring hotel.

"Ill, I'm going to an important meeting at the company tomorrow morning, and I can't go to the airport to see you off in person. ”

"It's okay, we don't have to worry about that. What's more, it's not like we'll never see each other again. Mr. Smith patted Han Lie's arm, then squinted and smiled at Tong Qiangqiang beside Han Lie, and gave her a warm hug: "Tong, next time you have a chance, welcome to come to Australia to find us." ”

Mrs. Smith also invited with a soft smile: "Yes, you can come with Han Lie." ”

Tong Qiangqiang smiled shyly, turned his head to look down at the cheongsam on his body, and asked Mrs. Smith: "After I dry clean, I will send it to Australia." ”

Mrs. Smith shook her head, "No need to bother. You are wearing this cheongsam beautifully, so I will give it to you as a parting gift. ”

Tong Qiangqiang originally wanted to ask her if she wasn't going to give her daughter, but when she saw that Mrs. Smith's eyebrows were faintly overflowing with sorrow, she swallowed it on the tip of her tongue and expressed her gratitude instead.

Mr. Smith said a few more words to Han Lie before entering the hotel with Mrs. Smith.

In the end, it was only her and Han Lie left, Tong Qiangqiang's heart was twisted, but fortunately, Han Lie couldn't drive because he was drinking, so he found a substitute driver, and there was a third person in the car, so she was more comfortable.

Han Lie sat in the back seat with her, and as soon as he got in the car, he closed his eyes, as if he was pretending to sleep tiredly. Tong Qiangqiang didn't quarrel with him, and quietly stood in the seat on his side and looked out the window.

It's not too late, the streets are still brightly lit, the neon lights are colorful, and the traffic is endless, as if it is more lively than during the day.

After a while, I suddenly felt the wind coming in from outside. Tong Qiangqiang turned his head and found that it was Han Lie who ajar opened the window of his car. Probably because of the heat of the alcohol, he not only took off his coat, but also tore off the two buttons of the neckline.

At the beginning, she felt that she could just sweep away the boredom in the car, but the wind at night in late spring was still slightly cold, and Tong Qiangqiang felt uncomfortable after a long time, and she was also a little worried that Han Lie would catch a cold if she blew like this, so she asked the substitute driver to help press the button to close the window.

Han Lie was alert, and opened his eyes almost at the same moment as the car window was closed, and the bottom of his eyes was dark and deep, as if he wanted to suck people's hearts and souls into them.

"I'm sorry. Tong Qiangqiang immediately apologized.

Han Lie stared at her. With a fair face like jade, thick black eyebrows like daisies, and lowered eyelashes trembling like fluttering small fans, Han Lie suddenly felt very funny. He did laugh a little, and said, "I'm sorry to forget you." Ignore your feelings. ”

He sat up straight, rubbed his eyebrows, and then handed his coat to Tong Qiangqiang, "If you feel cold, put it on first." ”

After a pause, he asked, "Or do you need to turn on the heat?"

"No need, no need!" Tong Qiangqiang hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, "Just close the window, don't bother." ”

Han Lie stared at her for a while without speaking, and suddenly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Tong Qiangqiang looked up in surprise and was stunned.

Han Lie turned half of his body sideways, propped his arms on the back of the chair, and held his chin. Dong Ruo looked at Tong Qiangqiang like an open fire: "Say it, give you a chance." Just let me know if you have any opinion on me. ”

Tong Qiangqiang was stared at by him uncomfortably, and licked his lips unconsciously, "No, I have no problem with you." ”

"Really?" Han Lie's tone was undisguised as questioning, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he suddenly propped up one hand on the seat of the chair, approaching Tong Qiangqiang.

A faint tobacco-like smell with a mellow smell of wine suddenly became clear, and his face was close at hand. The breath beat against her face, and it was a numbing heart. Tong Qiangqiang immediately leaned back away from him, his eyes were round, like looking at a monster, both frightened and vigilant, "Little, uncle, what are you doing?"

Han Lie quietly glanced at the base of her ear. Sure enough, it quickly became a patch of red. He chuckled lightly, sat up straight, and then met Tong Qiangqiang's eyes, "Look at it yourself, I'm just teasing you, you're scared like this." And you say you don't have a problem with me?"

Tong Qiangqiang curled his fingers and didn't say anything.

Han Lie didn't wait for her answer, and saw her hanging her head like a wronged little daughter-in-law, he frowned, a little annoyed in his heart, and suddenly lost his ** to continue teasing her: "I didn't mean to blame you." ”

Tong Qiangqiang raised his head at this time, his dark pupils were closed, and he asked unexpectedly: "When Uncle is in the restaurant, why did he deliberately make such a move towards me that is easy for others to misunderstand?"

Her tone was a little cold, more questioning. Han Lie was slightly stunned, noticed the word "deliberately" she emphasized, jumped his brows, quickly recovered his expression, hooked his lower lip, and asked rhetorically: "Why did I deliberately do something to misunderstand others?"

"You ......" Tong Qiangqiang's ears were slightly hot, and he couldn't repeat them.

Han Lie narrowed his eyes: "Do you mean I'll get you juice or help you wipe the dirt off your mouth?Or all of them?, then do you still want to ask me why I lied to the old man and brought you out?"

He pointed out bluntly at once that Tong Qiangqiang's face was a little unbearable, biting his lip, neither admitting nor denying it, muttering in his heart that he himself knew what she was referring to.

Han Lie coldly asked again: "What did you say that made others misunderstand? Who misunderstood, what can you misunderstand?"

"......" Tong Qiangqiang blushed and couldn't open his mouth at all.

But listening to Han Lie's sneering, "If you don't want to, you can refuse me when you're in the hotel and go straight home, why follow us to the restaurant? You are a pregnant woman." I am pregnant with my nephew's child in my belly, and since I promised my sister-in-law to take good care of you, shouldn't I let you eat comfortably and send you back completely? What do you think can be misunderstood about an elder taking care of a junior?"

He said it as if she was biting Lu Dongbin and didn't know the hearts of good people, Tong Qiangqiang held his breath in his heart, and wanted to refute, "But those people don't know that you are my uncle", but the words came to his lips before they came out, but Han Lie preempted them: "Don't you think you have a ghost in your heart." Do you think others misunderstand?"

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and even a moment of indescribable panic flashed in his heart, as if Han Lie had inadvertently poked something.

"I'm ......," Tong Qiangqiang choked.

Han Lie raised his eyebrows with a cold face: "What's the matter?"

Tong Qiangqiang stared at him fixedly for a moment, then his eyes flashed with apology, shrugged his eyelids, and apologized gently: "I'm sorry, uncle." I just ......"

"Don't dare to bear it. Han Lie sarcastically spat out three words and interrupted her.

Seeing his wooden face, Tong Qiangqiang was embarrassed to speak again, and he really didn't know what to say. My heart is like stuffed with cotton, and it's a mess.

The silence continued until the destination. Tong Qiangqiang got out of the car, and before he even had time to say goodbye to Han Lie, the car galloped away mercilessly.

Tong Qiangqiang stood alone for a while in confusion before slowly walking into the villa.

As soon as she opened the door, the light in the living room was on, and Leng Buding heard Zhong Wenhao's voice and asked her, "Are you back?"

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned.

Zhong Wenhao stood there, looking her up and down with a gloomy face for a while, then walked up to her and grabbed her hand: "You even changed your clothes when you went out? Who bought it for you?"

What he was holding was the same place as in the morning, and it was still a little painful, and now his strength was not small, Tong Qiangqiang immediately frowned, and tried to brush his hand away: "It hurts." ”

Zhong Wenhao listened to her voice and felt weak, and her face didn't seem to look good, his heart was slightly relieved, and the strength in his hand was relaxed. But the tone was still very bad: "Do you remember being pregnant?"

Tong Qiangqiang pulled his hand out of Zhong Wenhao's hand, rubbed his wrist, and retorted: "It's you who don't remember." ”

"What did you say?" Zhong Wenhao's expression immediately tensed, and he wanted to grab her hand again.

Tong Qiangqiang quickly avoided and answered his previous question: "The clothes were given to me by Mrs. Smith." ”

Zhong Wenhao's hand froze and retracted.

Tong Qiangqiang glanced at him lightly, "I'll go upstairs to rest if there's nothing to do." ”

After taking two steps, she heard Zhong Wenhao behind her warn her: "No matter what the reason in the future, you will not be allowed to go out with Han Lie." ”

Tong Qiangqiang paused when he heard this. glanced at Zhong Wenhao for some reason, and did not respond to Zhong Wenhao's words, but remembered to ask Zhong Wenhao another thing: "Why did you beat him?"

It's okay that she didn't ask, but as soon as she asked, Zhong Wenhao's mind flashed the picture of her and Han Lie kissing, her face darkened for a moment, and she gritted her teeth: "You still have the face to ask?"

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned.

"Wen Hao, why are you crazy to embarrass your daughter-in-law?" Zhu Jinhua's voice came at this time.

She obviously got up in the middle of sleep, hurriedly came down the stairs in her coat, quickly put away her coldness to Zhong Wenhao a second ago, turned to Tong Qiangqiang with a pleasant face, and asked: "Qiangqiang, are you back? Did your uncle send you back? Why didn't you make a phone call in advance? Did you have a good dinner? Did you eat enough? Do you need to cook something for you?"

Tong Qiangqiang smiled faintly: "Mom, don't be busy." I'm a little tired. Let's all go and rest. ”

"Well, then go and rest. Zhu Jinhua said that he didn't care about Zhong Wenhao, and Tong Qiangqiang and Tong Qiangqiang went upstairs together in harmony like mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Zhong Wenhao stood in the living room, blushing, then took out the phone and dialed the number of the private detective. Even called three times, but the other party didn't answer, Zhong Wenhao shook his hand aggrievedly, and smashed the phone to the ground as if venting.

On this side, the owner of the mobile phone knelt on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, and saw that the mobile phone on the ground rang three times and there was no longer any movement, he looked up at Mai Xiuze standing in front of him tremblingly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Big brother, the phone has been disconnected." You, you, what else do you have to command, just say. ”

Mai Xiuze squatted in front of him and stretched out his hand to him with a smile: "Where's the camera?"

The private investigator stumbled: "Camera, what camera? I just took a few pictures with my phone." ”

"Yes......" Mai Xiuze said to the two men behind him, "brothers, cut off his little brother for me." ”

The private detective's legs tightened. Although he had just been beaten up by these gangsters, he still couldn't believe it when he saw two gangsters clenching their fists as if they were really coming over: "You, how dare you?! What are you doing! You are breaking the law! I will go to the police station to sue you!"

"Yo, I'm so scared. Mai Xiuze casually clasped his arms in his hands, saying that he was afraid, but his tone was full of ridicule.

Seeing his clear and confident appearance, the private detective knew that it was not good, and the two people, one of them was already picking his pants, and the other was clearly showing his knife. He shuddered, and was about to cry out for help, but his mouth was thrust into his pants that had been taken off.

Seeing that the one with the knife had already half-squatted down, slowly slashing on his bare leg with the knife, he finally understood what it meant to be scared to pee, and he knelt down in front of Mai Xiuze and begged for mercy in a vague voice: "Big brother, big brother! I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! I'll give you the camera!"

As he spoke, he pulled the belt from his pants that had been taken off, and put his hands in front of Mai Xiuze.

Mai Xiuze immediately covered his nose and dodged: "Damn, this is okay?"

The private detective explained in a trembling voice: "It's a new gadget imported from Japan. ”

Mai Xiuze kicked him: "Why don't you just buy the same glasses as Conan?"

He just asked casually, but the private investigator really replied: "It's too expensive, I can't afford ......"

Mai Xiuze: "......"

"This ......" the private investigator gestured with his eyes to the belt - his hand was really sore as he kept holding it up.

No, Mai Xiuze said, "Who said you want this thing of yours?" I'm just letting you take it out and take a look." I'm done reading it now. You put it away. ”

The private investigator was confused: "Ah, aren't you going to confiscate the photos inside?"

"No confiscation, no confiscation. Mai Xiuze smiled mysteriously and weirdly, "Who should you give it to or to whom." Pick the most explosive one and blow it hard for me. Well blown, heavy rewards. But remember,"

Mai Xiuze changed his words, patted his face, and his eyes were cold and cruel: "I invited you to drink tea, if you dare to mention half a word-"

The private detective answered knowingly: "I understand, I understand! I haven't seen you, big brother!

Mai Xiuze shook his head: "That's not true, I'll have to look for you in the future." That's what, before sending something to this customer later. Send me an identical copy first. ”

The private detective responded again and again: "Okay, okay, yes, yes, yes,

"Alright," Mai Xiuze stood up, patted his hands with a little disgust, and said, "You can go." ”

The private detective couldn't wait, so he got up from the ground and ran a few steps but was stopped by Mai Xiuze, and his heart stopped for a second, "Big, big brother, what else do you have to order." ”

Mai Xiuze frowned: "Who is your eldest brother? You look older than my father." ”

The private investigator fell to his knees without tears.

Mai Xiuze couldn't take care of him anymore. walked out of the alley with an unhappy face, turned back to the downstairs of Han Lie's apartment, and saw Han Lie standing alone on the side of the road with his back to him, the light of the street lamp enveloping him from top to bottom, and he felt so lonely as a lonely hero.

Mai Xiuze paused slightly, stepped forward with light steps, and wanted to scare him, but as soon as his arm was raised, he heard Han Lie ask in a calm voice, "Solved?"

Mai Xiuze instantly felt bored, stood beside him, stood side by side with him, and asked, "What do you think?"

Han Lie squinted at his face full of smugness, sneered slightly, then pulled his cuffs, and turned around: "I'll go up." ”

Mai Xiuze stopped him: "Hey, you still don't want to tell me your intentions for doing this?"

Han Lie pursed his lips.

Seeing this, Mai Xiuze knew that he was probably going to continue to remain silent, and he was unwilling, so he tried to seduce him: "You didn't buy the doctor this time, right? Then the results of the paternity test will come out tomorrow morning, plus Zhong Wenhao himself asked a private detective to follow these photos you took, and the crime of adulterer and adulteress with your little nephew and daughter-in-law can be confirmed." Isn't the trust that Old Man Zhong has built up in the Zhong family now in you greatly diminished?"

Han Lie tugged at the corners of his lips, "Respond to all changes with no change." ”

Mai Xiuze almost vomited blood, which is equivalent to not saying it. He really wanted to pick up something and smash it into Han Lie's face.

Only then did Han Lie say something more rewardingly: "Shouldn't you be curious first, what will Zhu Jinhua and Zhong Wenhao do after they learn the results of the paternity test?"

Mai Xiuze touched his chin and put on a pensive look, and when he raised his eyes again, Han Lie's back had just disappeared behind the door.

***

I didn't contact the private detective last night, but when I had breakfast this morning, I received a text message from the other party, saying that yesterday's tracking was very smooth, and he was currently sorting out the photos, and he would send a few electronic photos to his mailbox first, and Zhong Wenhao was relieved.

Putting away his mobile phone, he subconsciously looked up to look at Tong Qiangqiang sitting opposite.

The next night. Her face was no longer as tired as last night, it looked fair and smooth in the morning light, and a healthy rosy color could be seen. Like, her skin is better than before after she is pregnant?

Zhong Wenhao desperately wanted to recall the past, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

His gaze lingered on her face for too long, Tong Qiangqiang raised his eyelids noticeably, glanced at him lightly, and then lowered it again.

Zhong Wenhao couldn't help but be stunned. Speaking of which, her attitude towards him doesn't seem to be as pleasing to the eyes as it used to be?

Tong Qiangqiang drank the last sip of milk, picked up the tableware and got up, Zhong Wenhao hurriedly frowned, "You better put it down, you don't have to fall." ”

Tong Qiangqiang lowered his eyes, put down the tableware, and asked in a low voice, "Where's Mom?"

"What are you looking for her?" Zhong Wenhao felt very uncomfortable, during the time he sat at the same table with her for breakfast, she didn't say a word to him.

Zhu Jinhua appeared at this time, glanced at Zhong Wenhao, and then made a gesture to answer the phone.

Zhong Wenhao was excited in his heart, and immediately stood up from the dining table - the hospital called, you can go and get the paternity test report!