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The next day, Saturday.

Under the leadership of his wife and Lingling, Han Ziyu changed his face, changed his old-fashioned hairstyle, washed his face, shaved his beard, and wore business men's clothes.

"Wow, uncle, you're handsome now. Lingling said with a smile.

Han Ziyu didn't adapt to it, and said: "Dress like this to go to the provincial party committee, people still think I'm a trendy man, this is not good, I have to wear formal clothes and dress appropriately." ”

"You just try it, maybe Secretary Zhou didn't talk about you, and maybe he praised you. Zhou Meimei said, looking at it this way, her husband is quite mature and stable, full of mature masculinity.

"Let's go to the hotel. Lingling, you can also go and help. Han Ziyu asked everyone to go to the hotel to help.

After lunch, the afternoon is the most idle time in the hotel, and it is also the only free time. Everyone goes to take a nap because the night is very busy.

"Husband, go to sleep, I still have to settle this morning's dishes. Zhou Wumei said. Since the accident in the Zhou family, Zhou Meimei has been much more diligent than before. Han Ziyu nodded, kissed his wife the forehead, and went upstairs.

There are several rooms upstairs with clothes change and rest for the staff. There is also a room for personal use.

When Han Ziyu entered the room, he found that Lingling was already lying on the bed. I hesitated and thought: should I go to bed or sleep on the sofa?

Han Ziyu went to the bathroom to wash his face, went to the bedside to look at Lingling, and Lingling's sleeping appearance was very exciting. In fact, at this time, Lingling was just pretending to be asleep. Seeing Lingling's lips, Han Ziyu couldn't help but be impulsive, squatted down, and wanted to kiss. At this time, Lingling's heart was pounding, and she knew that her uncle was watching her.

However, when his mouth was about to touch Lingling's mouth, Han Ziyu shrank back, kissed Lingling's forehead, and then went to sleep on the sofa.

Ling Ling opened his eyes and shouted, "Uncle, why are you going to sleep on the sofa, how cold it is over there!"

Han Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I don't sleep on the sofa, do I sleep with you?"

The spirit stopped talking. Han Ziyu saw that Lingling did not refute, but had an idea, and said, "You are not afraid that your uncle will bully you." “

"Uncle won't bully me, otherwise I'll tell my aunt to go!" Lingling stuck out his tongue as he spoke.

Han Ziyu is not afraid of anyone now, only two people, one is the secretary of the provincial party committee, and the other is a wife.

"You threaten uncle?" Han Ziyu said, pointing to his fingers, and as he spoke, he ran over and threw himself on the bed. Lingling immediately shouted.

This pounce happened to hit Lingling's body, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

The two of them glanced at each other, and Ling Ling suddenly blushed.

After a while, Han Ziyu got into the quilt, leaned sideways, and hugged Lingling from behind. Lingling immediately shuddered, but did not resist. Seeing that Lingling didn't resist, Han Ziyu put his body on it, hugged Lingling with both hands, and then clamped Lingling's legs between his legs, and what was even more excessive was that the big guy under Han Ziyu was dead on Lingling's ass.

"Sleep. Han Ziyu said. But this posture makes Lingling confused, where can he sleep? Han Ziyu doesn't dare to fall asleep, what if his wife suddenly comes in? Seeing himself sleeping with Lingling like this, don't you think of yourself as a beast?

Although Han Ziyu's current behavior is already a beast.

The two of them just pretended to be asleep. The underside of the spirit began to overflow, and his chest heaved and heaved. Han Ziyu deliberately hugged her tighter, and put his head on the back of her head, breathing into her ear, which was really an itch.

When Han Ziyu saw Lingling's reaction and wanted to reach out to touch Lingling's chest, the door was pushed open again. Han Ziyu quickly turned over, just like a mouse seeing a cat, he is agile, and his reaction speed can run a hundred meters.

When Zhou Wumei entered the room, she saw that her husband and Lingling did sleep together, but they were completely separated, so naturally she didn't have too many thoughts. But even so, it still scared Han Ziyu's soul away, this is a thief's heart.

Zhou Meimei took something and left again.

This time, Han Ziyu didn't dare to turn over and continue, so he had to sleep.

Dinner was the busiest, until more than ten o'clock. The business of the hotel is very good, Han Ziyu is very particular about service, service attitude is in the first place, in fact, the taste of the meal, the benevolent will see the benevolent, but the service is not the upper limit, Han Ziyu wants to make his service famous, to be first-class.

For this, I am also ready to visit France, because the French are naturally romantic and service-oriented. For this, the decoration of Han Ziyu's hotel's box drinking hall is also very special, the box has a theme, an outdoor theme, a beach theme, the beach theme is really sand, and there is a water source on one side, this kind of decoration really costs a lot of money, anyway, this money, the bank can take out a loan.

But because of the characteristics of the 'service' and 'theme', and of course the hygiene and green recipes, the hotel has obtained a consistent good certificate.

However, Han Ziyu's career is thriving with the support of the key position of secretary of the provincial party committee.

When it was late in the evening, when the door was about to close, someone came, Yang Xue.

Yang Xue excused herself and said that she was just passing by to take a look, she missed Han Ziyu's brother-in-law too much, on the surface she came to see her cousin, but in fact, how did Zhou Meimei know that she came to see her husband.

When Han Ziyu saw Yang Xue, he was stunned for a moment, but no one spoke, just nodded tacitly.

On the car back, Yang Xue and Zhou Meimei still talked and laughed, but from time to time, Han Ziyu would look at each other with Yang Xue through the rearview mirror. Han Ziyu drove his wife and Lingling home first, and then said that if he sent Yang Xue back, his wife would naturally not object, nor would she have any suspicions.

In the car where Han Ziyu sent Yang Xue home, the two didn't say a word.

I don't know what to say, it's a little embarrassing.

When I got home, the car was parked downstairs. Yang Xue didn't have the first time next time, took a deep breath, and said, "Go upstairs and sit down, I want to talk to you." “

Han Ziyu wanted to refuse, but he couldn't, so he nodded.

After entering the bachelor apartment rented by Yang Xue, she didn't choose to turn on the lights, maybe turning on the lights is even more embarrassing.

The two went to the balcony together, blowing like a breeze. Late autumn, a little chilly.

"Brother-in-law, I don't know what to say. Yang Xue lowered her head, looked at the cup of hot water in her hand, and stopped talking, but still mustered up the courage to say: "I know I shouldn't miss you, I shouldn't fall in love with you, but, it's happened, I can't control my feelings, I've been going crazy these days, I think you're going crazy, that day, after separating from you, I cried all night, and I don't know what happened to me." “

When Yang Xue said this, her eyes were red and she sobbed.

"It's me who I'm sorry for you, my cousin and I are husband and wife, I..." Han Ziyu didn't know how to express it: "I don't want to hurt you." “

"But you've hurt me. Yang Xue said: "I want to know how you are going to solve this matter." “

Han Ziyu took a deep breath, this question was something he had to face, and said: "I like you, I really like you, from the bottom of my heart, but I have Zhou Wumei, I can't hurt her, and I won't divorce her." I'm sorry for you, you can make it up to me whatever you want. “

Hearing this, Yang Xue cried even more, Han Ziyu hugged Yang Xue and hugged her deeply in her arms, Han Ziyu couldn't see a woman crying, she couldn't see it. This cry, Han Ziyu's heart softened again, and he lowered his head to kiss Yang Xue.