Feeling Yang Han's concern for him just now, Wang Xu was in a good mood at this time and couldn't help but joke, but Yang Han was frightened by him, and asked in surprise: "Did you do anything to him?" ”

"How can it be said that it is a move of hands and feet, it is a cure." Wang Xu said with a smile, rubbing one hand on Yang Han's waist as he spoke.

"Alright, don't make a fuss." Yang Han opened Wang Xu's strange hand and asked, "What did you do?" ”

"It's to take back his ability to harm women." Wang Xu said disappreliantly: "The attention of the woman who dares to hit me naturally can't spare him." ”

"You let him ......" Yang Han opened his mouth wide in surprise, looked at Wang Xu in disbelief, and didn't say the last few words.

"I've made him inhumane, and it's a punishment, don't you know that I hate this kind of person with nostrils in my life the most?" Wang Xu said with a smile.

"Poof!" Hearing Wang Xu say this, Yang Han couldn't help laughing, she still remembered that when she and Wang Xu first met, Wang Xu didn't pay much attention to her, saying that her nostrils were facing the sky, and it was precisely because of Wang Xu's attitude towards her that she was finally captured by Wang Xu.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Wang Xu waved his hand, moved over Yang Han's body, and stared at Yang Han directly: "You tell me the truth now, is it because of that guy just now?" ”

Hearing Wang Xu ask this question again, Yang Han restrained the smile on his face, bit his red lip, and finally paid attention, and slowly told Wang Xu what had happened.

"At that time, you were just a poor student, how could you be Song Jinhui's opponent, if Song Jinhui knew, he would definitely not let you go, so I ......" Yang Han sighed faintly and continued: "Just now, I suddenly found that I couldn't see through you, and you already had the ability to protect me." ”

As he spoke, Yang Han gently leaned his head on Wang Xu's shoulder, and whispered: "Xu, do you know, I have never liked a person so much, and I am willing to think about him wholeheartedly, if it is because of me, it will bring you harm, I would rather leave." ”

Listening to Yang Han say what happened, Wang Xu's heart had already turned over a huge wave, as if he had overturned the five-flavor bottle, this year, he hated Yang Han all the time, hated Yang Han without saying goodbye, until now he suddenly realized how ridiculous his hatred was, compared to the pressure Yang Han was undertaking, the qiē he endured was simply a joke.

Holding Yang Han tightly in his arms, Wang Xu put his mouth to Yang Han's ear, kissed it gently, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohan, I'm sorry, I'm too selfish, I only think about myself, I don't think about it from your standpoint." ”

Hearing Wang Xu's sincere words, Yang Han's tears once again couldn't help but slip from the corners of his eyes, and a kind of sweetness and happiness rose from the bottom of his heart and permeated his whole body.

The last time I was at the Baiyun Road Police Station, looking at Wang Xu's resolute eyes, listening to Wang Xu's cold tone, her heart was almost broken, and now Wang Xu sincerely apologized to her, and she suddenly felt that the separation and lovesickness for more than a year were not useless.

"Xu, I'm so happy, I thought that we would never be together again, it was you who made me see hope, as long as you can protect yourself, I am willing to face the future with you." Yang Han choked in a low voice.

"Okay, stop crying." Wang Xu sat up straight, held Yang Han's head, and gently kissed Yang Han away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think, one day, I will go to your house to propose marriage." ”

"Well, I believe you." Yang Han nodded, leaned his head lightly on Wang Xu's chest, feeling the long-lost warmth, and his little hand drew circles on Wang Xu's palm.

Wang Xu and Yang Han solved the misunderstanding, the house was full of warmth, and it was indescribably romantic, but Song Jinhui was about to explode. Coming out of the Municipal Party Committee Hotel, Song Jinhui got into the car angrily, snorted coldly, and drove towards the Border City Hotel.

He and Yang Han came to China almost one after the other, and in order not to let Yang Han find out, he took a special plane to arrive at Xihang, which is the capital of Hangzhou, a neighboring province of Jiangzhou.

After arriving at Xi'an Airlines, Song Jinhui drove directly to Yuncheng without stopping, and it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening when he booked a room at the border city hotel.

First by plane, and then by five or six hours of driving, Song Jinhui was a little sleepy, hurriedly ate, and just lay down in the room, he got the news from Chen Ping, saying that he saw Yang Han and a man kissing in the elevator.

After getting the news, Song Jinhui suddenly fell asleep, gritted his teeth angrily, and hurried to Wang Xu's room in the Municipal Party Committee Hotel.

Although there are some commercial intentions in the marriage contract with the Yang family, there is no doubt that Song Jinhui himself likes Yang Han very much. Yang Han's beauty has amazed many people in the entire United States, and Song Jinhui naturally cares about such a delicate flower.

As Yang Han said, Song Jinhui's behavior is very extreme, after the two families got engaged, although the two had not yet held an engagement ceremony, Song Jinhui had already regarded Yang Han as his own forbidden body, and he could not tolerate others to touch his hands.

Last time, Yang Han was angry for Wang Xu, although he used the influence of the Yang family, but in the end, some rumors spread out and reached Song Jinhui's ears, so this time Song Jinhui quietly followed, but he didn't expect to get the news that Yang Han was dating other men just after he arrived.

Born in a wealthy family like the Song family, Song Jinhui's vision is very high, in his eyes, the so-called rich people in China are completely scum, and it is a joke to dare to call the richest man with a few billion yuan.

With such a mentality, Song Jinhui naturally didn't put the Municipal Party Committee Hotel in his eyes, nor did he think that the people who lived on the third floor of the Municipal Party Committee Hotel had anything to do, so he directly ignored Wang Xu as soon as he entered the door.

In his eyes, only Yang Han has the qualifications to talk to him, and as for Wang Xu, he is just an ant. Of course, Song Jinhui's city is very deep, and he is still very elegant in front of outsiders, but he didn't expect Wang Xu to be the first to go crazy.

A series of things that happened after that were even more unexpected than Song Jinhui expected, first he was thrown out of the door by Wang Xu, and then the waiter of the hotel dared to shout in front of him, and the hotel owner who came later tried his best to protect the ants in his eyes.

Sitting in the car, Song Jinhui once thought that his family was bankrupt, and when he came to a small city like Yuncheng as his identity, he was bullied again and again.

Taking a deep breath, Song Jinhui controlled his anger, took out his mobile phone and found a number to dial it, he still didn't believe it, with the energy of their Song family, they can go sideways in the United States, but not in China.

The phone was connected, and the voice of a middle-aged man, speaking fluent English and with a pure American emphasis, was none other than Laura Missen, the consul of the U.S. Embassy in Kyoto.

"Dear Mr. Misenel, your people have been wronged in China, and it is time for you to come forward." Song Jinhui is also fluent in English, with a pure New York emphasis, more pure than he speaks Chinese.

"Oh, dear Song, aren't you kidding, someone dares to break ground on your head." Laura laughed exaggeratedly.

"Mr. Milson, I'm not in the mood to joke with you, just now, a little waiter in China actually spat on me, and their boss sneered at me, I don't think Mr. Milson will sit idly by." Song Jinhui said coldly, and while speaking, the anger in his heart couldn't help but rise again.

"Oh, cake seller, dear Song, it's my duty, and I'll be mad for you." Laura hurriedly smiled and said, a big consortium like the Song family has a lot of influence in the United States, and Laura, as the consul of the U.S. Embassy in Kyoto, has no choice but to be cautious.

Hanging up the phone, Song Jinhui was still angry, and casually pulled the beautiful entourage sitting on the side, and pressed her head to his crotch.

This beautiful woman is blonde and blue-eyed, nominally Song Jinhui's secretary, but in fact she is just Song Jinhui's plaything, she knows Song Jinhui very well, and naturally knows what Song Jinhui is going to do.

"Oh!" Song Jinhui let out a groan, leaned the back of the seat, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

About twenty minutes, the car stopped at the door of the border city hotel, and Song Jinhui suddenly opened his eyes, he couldn't help but fall asleep, feeling the strangeness of his lower body, and subconsciously looked down...... "Ciao." Seeing the situation of the lower body, Song Jinhui suddenly roared angrily, pulled away the blonde beauty who was swallowing, and pulled it twice with his hand, and found that the lower body was still shrunk into a ball, and there was no response.

Song Jinhui pulled the zipper, rubbed his head irritably, got out of the car, and after coming to his room, he dragged the blonde beauty into the bedroom and began to tear it.

"Dio!" More than ten minutes later, Song Jinhui let out another roar and kicked the blonde beauty on the bed down, looking at the object that was still shrunk into a ball, his eyes glazed.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Han Guanglin gently closed Wen Jiàn on the desk, took off his glasses, rubbed his swollen forehead, stood up and was about to take a shower and sleep, when suddenly the phone on the desk rang.

Glancing at the caller ID above, Han Guanglin gently picked up the phone: "Hey, I'm Han Guanglin, who is it?" ”

"Hello Secretary Han, I am Shi Jinping from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." A deep middle-aged man's voice came.

"Minister Shi, it's so late, what's the matter?" Han Guanglin asked with a chuckle.

"Just now, Minister Laura of the U.S. Consulate called, saying that Song Jinhui of the Song Group of the United States had been treated unfairly in Yuncheng and had lodged a protest with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and I hope you will know about this matter." Shi Jinping said.

"Cloud City." When Han Guanglin heard this, his face suddenly changed, the matter of the First Affiliated Hospital of Yuncheng only sent him back news this afternoon, but he didn't expect this incident to happen again, what is this Gao Changyun doing.

Angry in his heart, Han Guanglin couldn't be angry with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and chuckled: "Minister Shi, please rest assured, I'll call to inquire about the situation." ”

"Okay, excuse me Secretary Han." Shi Jinping said politely, and then hung up the phone.

(To be continued)