June 13, 2012, Incheon Airport! A woman wearing sunglasses and a mask, guarding two men in black next to her, stood at the exit of the plane, Rao couldn't see her face clearly, and pedestrians would involuntarily look at each other.

With long jet-black hair and a simple silk bat shirt, a pair of slim-fitting black trousers and a pair of high heels, the woman is standing alone! It gives people a sense of beauty like a pictorial.

As the announcement sounded, several black-clothed people isolated an aisle next to the VIP passage, and a man in ordinary casual clothes and a briefcase walked out with a lazy look surrounded by a group of people.

After seeing the woman, the man's lazy expression changed to a smile, he opened his hand, walked up to the woman and hugged each other heavily, ignoring the existence of the people around him, and lifting the woman's mask was a deep kiss.

"Slave, have you been waiting for a long time?" The man asked softly as he licked his lips and put his arms around the woman.

"Do you want to make me headline?" The woman's face was slightly red and said angrily: "Don't let go, I really want to make a scandal!" ”

"What? Now the Korean media can already ignore the opinion of CJ Prince Lee Ji-young? The man sneered, led the woman away from the surprised gaze of the people around him, and walked unhurriedly towards the airport gate.

And some passers-by rubbed their eyes, the woman just now ......

"That's Han Jiaren, right?" A man in a suit and glasses asked his companion next to him.

"Not sure, I can't see it clearly with my sunglasses." The man's companion swallowed his spit and replied stupidly, "But the man's ...... Who is CJ Prince Lee Ji-young? ”

"Hey, can you stop talking about it, that's Han Jiaren!" The man in the suit cried and shouted with a sad face: "Didn't you say that you didn't fall in love again after the divorce, what's going on!" ”

"Both, please show me your phone."

Suddenly, a very warm voice interrupted the wail of the man with glasses, and the two turned their heads, only to see that there were already four or five burly men in black around them, and it was the one who looked very rough who spoke.

"Who are you, why did you ask me to hand over my phone." The man in glasses changed his expression and shouted forcefully.

"This ......" The rugged man smiled innocently, clenched his fists and said unhurriedly: "The young master said that you can't be too violent, but I always make mistakes. ”

Ten minutes later, the rugged man came to a business car outside the airport, looked at Li Zhirong, who was kissing a woman, and said with the corners of his mouth twitching: "President, it has been checked, and no one has taken pictures." ”

Li Zhirong reluctantly let go of the woman, turned his head and said teasingly: "You finally didn't call the young master, Jinwa XI!" ”

Jin Wa rubbed his nose speechlessly, he didn't know how many times he was reprimanded for calling it a thing. And Li Zhirong didn't bother to explain, somewhere, 'young master' is synonymous with 'rabbit'.

"Get in the car, it's time to meet the old guy." Li Zhirong sneered and waved his hand casually.

"Why can't you be a little more respectful of your father?" An attachment flashed in the eyes of the woman lying in Li Zhirong's arms, and she put her hands around each other's necks and said coquettishly.

If the man with glasses was here at this moment, he would definitely be shocked by the injustice of the world. Because he was not mistaken, the woman in sunglasses was indeed Han Jiaren, but the other party announced her divorce less than a day after marrying Yeon Jung-hoon, and there have been zero scandals in the following years, and there is no intimate 'goddess' even in acting!

But now the goddess is lying in someone else's arms, looking happy and coquettish......

"Slave, for that old thing, etiquette is not as good as earning him tens of billions more in China." Li Zhirong said with a mocking face: "And you don't seem to need to speak for him, right?" ”

"After so many years, can't you reconcile?" A bitterness flashed in Han Jiaren's eyes, and she sighed and said in a low voice.

Li Zhirong shook his head, caressed Han Jiaren's face and said, "Slave, if you continue to maintain this mentality, you can only be a lover in this life." ”

"If it's to be Zhirong's lover, it doesn't seem to be a big deal......" Han Jiaren covered her mouth and chuckled, and said nonchalantly.

That year, she retired from the background, and she thought she had found happiness. But that happiness was shattered in less than twenty-four hours, and the person who gave her hope again was a college student who was younger than her.

"It would be nice if she was as good as you!" Li Zhirong was stunned, turned his head and looked out the window and said attentively.

"Zhirong, can't you forget it?"

Han Jiaren's hands tightened, and his head rubbed in Li Zhirong's arms and said softly: "The past is over, aren't you very good now." ”

"Not good, I'm not good at all." Li Zhirong turned his head suddenly, and said with a sneer in his eyes full of anger: "When I come back this time, it's time to settle the score." ”

Hearing this, Han Jiaren's body stiffened, and her eyes were full of distress and she took the initiative to offer a fragrant kiss.

That night, two men and women who were abandoned by the world met, like the resonance of a lost dog, and the two comforted and took care of each other! In the blink of an eye, almost six years have passed. The boy who used to secretly sobbed in his arms has become the confident, arrogant man he is now.

"President, it's home!"

The black business car stopped in front of a huge manor, and Li Zhirong led Han Jiaren all the way to talk and laugh and walked in. At the door of the villa, a middle-aged man with a face similar to Li Zhirong's silhouette looked at the two expressionlessly, and it was not until they walked up to them that they showed a little smile.

"Hey, it's an honor for Chairman Li to greet him personally!" Li Zhirong hugged the waist of the Han family, looked at the middle-aged man with a playful face, and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man's smile instantly froze on his face, he glanced at Han Jiaren with a slightly cold gaze, and said calmly: "Thank you for your hard work, Beauty XI." ”

Han Jiaren patted Li Zhirong's hand, bowed respectfully to the middle-aged, and retreated behind Li Zhirong without saying a word. She knew where she was in the eyes of the other party, and she knew where she should stand.

"Old thing, pedantic." Li Zhirong put away his smiling face, cursed in a low voice, and then said coldly: "Abba, is there something wrong?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded with a satisfied smile, as long as he can make his son obedient, it doesn't matter what means.

"Your performance in Huaguo this time is very good, I should retire in two years, what purpose should you understand when you come back this time." The middle-aged man's eyes were full of pride, looking at Li Zhirong and saying unhurriedly: "Work hard, you should also understand what Han Jiaren is to you in the past few years." ”

"yes, I understand!" Li Zhirong sneered and nodded, then turned around and pulled Han Jiaren to the door while walking without being salty or light: "If it's okay, I'll go home first, there is always a smell here, which is disgusting." ”