Chapter Seventy-Five: Are You Leaving?

"What does it have to do with me?" Han Yue frowned slightly and asked suspiciously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Han Chi looked at Han Yue, his eyes were full of love, and with a hint of complicated color, he said, "That's right, Yue'er, you are almost twenty years old now, and you are almost at the age of marriage!"

Han Yue didn't know why her father suddenly mentioned this topic, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, and said: "Father, I'm still young now, and I should work hard to cultivate now, as for getting married, my daughter doesn't want to think about these things for the time being." ”

If Han Yue was before, I am afraid that she would say something like not marrying Han Chi for life, but Han Miao's appearance broke into Han Yue's heart, making her never want to say such things again.

Han Chi could naturally hear the resistance in his daughter's words, and sighed: "Yue'er, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you are still a daughter, and you will always marry in the future." ”

"Let's talk about the future later, father, what happened?" Han Yue asked helplessly.

"Hey, half a year ago, the people of the Hong family came to ask you for Hong Chen, and they have been prevaricated by their father with various excuses, but after refusing so many times, the Hong family also saw the purpose of being a father, and the Hong family is also the same force as our Han family, so why do you have to give them an explanation, so I hurriedly recalled you and asked you for your opinion!"

I have to say that no matter whether Han Chi, the head of the family, is competent or not, at least he is a qualified father and a father who loves his children.

I don't know how many so-called family heads have sacrificed the lifelong happiness of their children in exchange for so-called benefits for the development of the so-called family.

But Han Chi is definitely not in the ranks of these so-called heads of the family, he can consider his daughter's thoughts and care about his daughter's thoughts, then he is a successful father and a father who is loved by his children.

When she heard her father mention marriage to herself just now, Han Yue had a bad feeling, but she didn't expect that it was the Hong family who came to propose marriage, and the object of the proposal was herself.

If it had been before, Han Yue would have only coldly refused, but she had only broken through her frozen heart not long ago and hid a figure in herself, how could she accept others shoehorning another figure into it now.

"Father, the Hong family is bent on dominating Tianbei City, even if they propose marriage, I'm afraid they have other plans, and they can't agree to them!" Han Yue said excitedly.

"Hey, how can this father not see it, it seems that the Hong family is the heart of the Han family who will not be extinguished, how can I not push my daughter down the fire pit, so I will call you back to discuss!"

Hearing her father's words, Han Yue was also secretly relieved, if her father really married her to Hong Chen, she really didn't know what to do, and I was afraid that in the end, she would have to end up with this life.

"Then how is Father going to deal with this?" asked Han Yue.

Han Chi thought for a moment and said, "The Han family now has a very important cooperation with the Hong family, and we can't directly reject the Hong family, so we can only delay it first, and then think of other ways." ”

Hearing this, the worry on Han Yue's face did not decrease, this was not the solution she wanted.

Han Chi saw the worry in Han Yue's eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Yue'er, I will take care of this matter, and I won't let you marry Hong Chen." ”

"Hmm!"

After receiving her father's affirmative answer, Han Yue's heart was also relieved, but she just sighed that her strength was limited, otherwise how could she be threatened by the Hong family.

The atmosphere in the living room when the two were talking was a little solemn, Han Chi smiled loudly and said, "Hehe, Yue'er, don't think about those unhappy things, but do you have a crush on someone, girls are going to marry after all." ”

Han Chi's question made Han Yue not know how to answer, and she inexplicably remembered Han Miao's figure in her heart, and finally just twisted and said, "No!"

Looking at Han Yue's dodgy eyes, Han Chi felt a burst of amusement in his heart, and laughed: "Is it true or false?" I see that you seem to be very unusual to that Han Miao!"

"Oh, father, why are you saying this, I won't tell you!" After speaking, Han Yue blushed and threw out of the living room.

"Hey!"

Looking at the back of his daughter's departure, Han Chi couldn't help sighing, and after a while, as if he had thought of something, he showed a warm smile and muttered, "Han Miao, it seems to be a really good choice!"

And Han Yue, who ran out of the living room, still had the shyness on her face at this time, and she had already returned to her usual coldness, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't believe that this matter was really as simple as her father said, it must have been her father who carried all the pressure himself.

As soon as she thought of the Hong family, Han Yue couldn't help but feel bored in her heart.

……

Han Miao welcomed Han Yue's invitation and stayed in Han's house temporarily, originally he planned to make plans for the next step in Zhongzhou here with peace of mind, but later he found that although he had heard of some forces and secret lands in Zhongzhou, it was basically of no help to him, and those secret places had not reached the opening day, and it seemed that he could only take one step at a time in Zhongzhou in the future.

In the past few days in the Han family, Han Miao also saw Han Xue who picked up the seriously injured Xiao Yan in the original book, Han Xue is worthy of being Han Yue's sister, both of them are generally cold, with a cold face all day long, and their faces are like frost, so that people dare not approach.

However, the difference is that due to her study and training in Canaan Academy, although Han Yue is cold on the surface, she is at ease in dealing with people, after all, she has created the "Spirit", which is not weak, and occupies a place in the inner courtyard, which is not only solved by strength.

And Han Xue is the little princess of the Han family, who has been loved by thousands of people since she was a child, although it cannot be said to be rude and willful, but the princess disease is not light.

It had been three or four days since Han Miao arrived at Han's house, but he had only seen Han Yue a few times in the past few days, and Han Yue seemed to be avoiding him as if he was in the inner courtyard, and on this day he finally met Han Yue again in the courtyard.

"What's wrong with you these days, why are you always worried, have you encountered any difficulties?" asked Han Miao.

Facing Han Miao's gaze, Han Yue dodged and didn't dare to look directly, and he didn't want Han Miao to bother about her affairs, so he replied: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't rested well in the past few days, and I always think about the affairs of the inner courtyard!"

After all, "Spirit" is a force created by Han Yue, and it is normal to worry about its development, so Han Miao didn't ask anything about this matter, and said, "Don't worry, they can really grow up without you, pay more attention to rest!"

"Hmm!"

Han Miao's concern made Han Yue's heart warm, but when she thought of the Hong family, she couldn't help but have a sour nose, feeling like something was about to burst out of her eyes, she hurriedly lowered her head and didn't let Han Miao see it.

Han Miao didn't notice Han Yue's change either, and continued: "I've been here for four days, and now it's time to leave, thank you for your hospitality these days!"

"You're leaving?"

Hearing this, Han Yue raised her head abruptly and asked.

And at this moment, Han Yue in Han Miao's eyes was not as cold and arrogant as usual, but her eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be tears rolling in her eyes, which was pitiful and pitiful.