Chapter 503: Take a Walk

After the meal, Lin Baoxian mentioned that YƬ Xicheng and Han Jiaren went out for a walk together, thinking that they were from the same country and must have a lot of common language.

In fact, the common language and the same country really have nothing to do with each other.

The moonlight is like water, pouring on this half-mountain path, and the stone paths are narrow and spread among the grassy dense forests, it is really rare to find such a secluded place in Hong Kong.

After walking for a long time, both of them were speechless.

Later, I don't know how long I walked, I saw a small temple, and I realized that I had reached the bottom of the mountain, and it turned out that this mountain was only a palm-sized place, and it didn't take much time to walk.

"Why are you divorced, I thought you could grow old together," Xi Cheng still remembered, that year, seeing this woman snuggling next to the groom, smiling happily, he thought that it was really a fateful destination.

Unexpectedly, at the airport two years later, I heard the news of her divorce head-on.

After hearing the news, his heart went blank, and then he had mixed feelings, and unconsciously gave birth to a little anger towards this woman.

I really want to ask in person, if that's the case, why bother in the first place?

Xicheng knows for sure that in the time and space in the memory of the otaku, Han Jiaren is not divorced, although there is still nothing after ten years of marriage, they also maintain the appearance of a loving couple in front of the screen.

Therefore, from the moment Han Jiaren got married, or from the moment he got the memory of the otaku, he was completely desperate.

Han Jiaren seemed to expect Hee Sung to ask this, she also thought about this question for a long time, and already had a complete answer in her mind, "At that time, I felt that it didn't matter, Yeon Jung-hoon was still a good person, and if he was with him for a lifetime, it wouldn't be very painful to think about it......"

"Good guys?" Hee Cheng pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly, and said in a cold voice: "When did good people become a reason to be used?" ā€

Han Jiaren glanced sideways at Xicheng, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Grabbed a few of Hee-sung's fingers. Her hands are small, so it is naturally not easy to grasp Xicheng's thick palm, so she can only grasp a few fingers to count.

However, whether it is the fingers or the palms of the hands, the ripples caused by the skin touching each other are incomparably clear and profound.

For them, who have acted in a TV series together, such a hand-holding is nothing, and more intimate actions have been done. But never before has it been so palpitating and unsettling.

Xi Cheng paused for a moment, looking at Han Jiaren's more crystal clear face in the moonlight, and did not shake her off after all.

"I'm a bad woman," Han Jiaren sighed lightly, "I don't know why I impulsively ran for a divorce that day, if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't have that courage." ā€

"What if you get divorced," Hee-sung closed his eyes tiredly, unwilling to look at her again. "What does Yeon Jeong-hoon mean to you?"

He had seen Yeon Jung-hoon, a gentle man who always had a shallow smile. A good guy indeed.

Perhaps, it would be better if he was a bad person, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, preferably adding some domestic violence. In that case, it will also be more acceptable to Han Jiaren's attention.

But this qiē can only be hypothetical, and the only place where Yeon Jeong-hoon fails. just didn't make Han Jiaren fall in love with him.

"I don't know what will happen if we get divorced, in fact, for him and me, this is a relief, we are still friends," Han Jiaren shook her head, her shoulder-length black hair, flying with her movements, wafting a beautiful smell, in the moonlight, as if sprinkled with silver light.

Before the flowers and under the moon, it was originally a very beautiful realm, not to mention, it was still two men and women with other thoughts.

Xicheng's heart softened, and he couldn't bear to blame her again.

It has been said that there is no right or wrong in the world of love.

Speaking of which, how innocent she is.

Men and women break up, in fact, there is never a real reason, don't love, don't care, empathize and don't fall in love...... If you want to be separated, you will be separated, and the reasons you come up with for the sake of separation are pale.

"Then what are your plans, do you want to hide in Hong Kong for the rest of your life?" Hee-sung asked in a lower voice.

I don't know why, hearing such a soft tone, Han Jiaren's nose was sour, and she almost burst into tears.

These days, I don't dare to see my family, I dare not see my friends, I can only hide in a remote place in a foreign country, and I pretend to be strong and say to myself that I have done nothing wrong, and it is better to make a decision as soon as possible than to be confused all my life.

However, she was really tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

"What are you crying about," Hee Sung was a little flustered, he was most afraid of women's tears, whether the tears came from his lover or relatives and friends.

Han Jiaren touched her cheeks, it turned out that she was really crying, wiped her eyes, and suddenly smiled again.

Crying and laughing, it's really weird.

I had never found this gentle and lovely woman to be a strange person.

"Hehe, it's nothing, I don't have too clear plans for the time being, just rest for a while," Han Jiaren said with a smile: "I want to find something to do here in Hong Kong first......

"You're quitting showbiz?" Hee Sung was shocked.

"No, but I really don't plan to appear on the camera again in the past two years, I want to learn something about acting at the university here, and Miss Lin will come forward to help me get in touch," Han Jiaren said softly: "My studies in South Korea ended in February this year." ā€

"I'm not asking this, I'm asking, why are you looking for something to do," Hee Sung was a little irritable, he always thought that Han Jiaren had to bear part of the responsibility for the divorce.

Since there is responsibility, it must be shouldered.

Hee Cheng is young, but he has never lacked responsibilities.

Han Jiaren is also a first-line actor in South Korea, with a salary of at least tens of millions of won for a single episode, and "Witch Youxi" even opened to 30 million, why should she find something to do?

"Hmm......" Han Jiaren was a little embarrassed, lowered her head slightly, and said, "I quarreled with my parents and gave them all the money." ā€

She and Yeon Jung-hoon divorced, and she didn't ask for any of the real estate and other things that the two bought together, and left them all to the other party as compensation, which is also the main reason why Yeon Jung-hoon's family did not interfere with their divorce.

Xicheng suddenly realized that she did not have the support of her family for her divorce, so she sighed and asked, "Does your family know that you are now in Hong Kong?" They'll be worried, too. ā€

"They know that I will report to them that I am safe when I don't go anywhere," Han Jiaren said with a reluctant smile: "Actually, they are just afraid of my hard work, not against the divorce itself." ā€

"What kind of things are you looking for to do?" Hee-sung looked at her smile, but couldn't be happy.

Even if he is smart, even if he has otaku memories. Even with the monstrous background behind him, he can't think of a solution to the problem at hand......

Time has passed, he is no longer the little boy who had a crush on Han Jiaren two years ago, otherwise, he must have faced the fact that Han Jiaren might be tempted by him with a simple and surprising mood.

In the past two or three years, he gradually persuaded himself to stop loving this woman, and gradually erased her from his heart, although not completely.

In the past two years, he has fallen in love with another girl. Although he was not as obsessed as when he liked Han Jiaren, the girl was like a shadow, quietly and resolutely filling his life.

Young, rude, full of small problems, and he still has a "blood feud" with himself, but he likes it, and he likes it, and he likes it, as long as he thinks that she may leave him, he will feel suffocated.

He didn't want to suffer the pain of losing a loved one again. Especially Lin Xiaoyun.

"I studied hotel management in college, so if I was looking for an assistant, yes. You can also go to a Korean language training class to teach Korean, I like to be a teacher very much," Han Jiaren still looked very happy, "Actually, there are not many people who know me here." When I go shopping now, I don't have to worry about being recognized. ā€

"I'll help you with work." On the way back, Hee Sung suddenly said, "I have a lot of friends here. ā€

Han Jiaren was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand what he meant, and after looking at him for a long time, she smiled and shook her head, "Thank you, but don't worry, do you think I won't be able to find a job?" ā€

"That's not what it means," Hee Sung was a little embarrassed, not knowing how to express it, "I think ......"

"Hehe," Han Jiaren let go of Xicheng's hand, covered her mouth, and smiled coquettishly, "You don't want to support me, right?" ā€

"Ahem...... I didn't mean that," Hee Sung looked at her in shock, not believing that such words came out of her mouth at all, Han Jiaren had always been a goddess in his heart.

"Hey, are you going to say this line," the woman glared angrily, her crystal fingers brushing the long soft hair between her ears, "I actually knew you had a girlfriend, it was that little girl named Lin Yun'er, right?" ā€

Hee-sung could only nod stupidly.

"When I met her for the first time, I felt that there was a problem between you and her," Han Jiaren pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Eyes can't be deceived, I'm a relatively quiet person, not good at words, but I can see people more accurately, especially good at observing other people's eyes." ā€

"Yes, she's my girlfriend, in fact, I just want to do a favor," for now, Hee Sung really doesn't have such "dirty" thoughts.

"Thanks, though, the divorce was my own decision, and there may be some reasons for you," the woman smiled playfully, "but it's just a little bit, don't think about it." ā€

Maybe it's to lie to him, maybe it's to lie to yourself.

Han Jiaren can't win people's love, she said to herself, it's okay like this, like a friend.

The two went back, said goodbye to Lin Jianyue and the others, and then left separately.

In the living room of the Lin family, Lin Baoxian held Lin Jianyue's head, and while giving him a shiatsu massage, he asked curiously: "You say, this lonely man and widow, will they secretly go back to the hotel together?" ā€

"No," Lin Jianyue replied slowly.

"Why, isn't Han Jiaren the person Hee Sung likes?" Lin Baoxian pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't believe that Xicheng has no thoughts about her." ā€

"If you want to go back together, you won't go separately," Lin Jianyue said in a mocking tone: "Arrogant boy, I don't bother to hide it at all, the people of their old Li family, tsk......"

"You seem to value him, why?" Lin Baoxian said curiously: "Isn't it just an artist?" ā€

"The background behind him is so profound that you can't imagine it," Lin Jianyue did not hide his purpose, and said: "I hope to be able to cooperate in business, and this kid is very capable, and his future will be limitless." ā€

Lin Baoxian is not a vase in the traditional sense, she is a standard career woman, and she also has a common language with Lin Jianyue in official affairs.

"Then you should help me match him and Han Jiaren," Lin Baoxian's eyes rolled, and he said eagerly: "If he can raise Han Jiaren in Hong Kong, then there will be a tie, and he will naturally buy a property here." ā€

"Hmm......" Lin Jianyue frowned and thought for a while, and was also a little moved: "What you said makes sense, but it's difficult, anyway, I can't think of any way." ā€

"You men, you are all animals that think in the lower half of your body, as long as you ......" Lin Baoxian slapped Lin Jianyue and said coquettishly.

"Oh, what do you mean that we men are animals that think with their lower bodies, don't get involved with me," Lin Jianyue sat up, touched the place where he was photographed, and said in confusion: "The key is that there is no chance, and looking at Miss Han, she is not a person who will seduce men." ā€

"You say, is it possible for Hee Cheng to empathize with him," Lin Baoxian asked with some uncertainty, biting his lip.

"Young man, it's not easy to empathize with each other," Lin Jianyue said with emotion, remembering that when he was young, he was crazy about love, and he also promised to stay together for a lifetime.

It's a pity that time urges people to grow old, and the flow of water buries the true feelings, and the state of mind at that time is now no longer found.

The most sincere and purest feelings at this time all happened in the green years.

"Alas, I think so too," Lin Baoxian hung his shoulders stupidly, "I think that young man is also assertive, and he may not be tied up by Han Jiaren." ā€

"If it's really empathy, won't what you just said become empty talk?" Lin Jianyue didn't have so many sad thoughts, and said very rationally: "For us, the best result is that Xicheng can't let go of Han Jiaren, and then raise Han Jiaren in Hong Kong, I have one more business partner, and you can also have one more girlfriend to talk to." ā€

"You men, you are really cold-blooded and ruthless, when we women are playthings," Lin Baoxian hated, but he had to admit that Lin Jianyue was right.

"For the men of the old Li family, what is it to raise a few women," Lin Jianyue smiled and patted his girlfriend's hand comfortingly, "Their family, except for his freak father, who doesn't raise a few lovers outside." ā€

"No matter, you have to help me ......" Women can be coquettish to provoke men's affection, Lin Baoxian is undoubtedly well versed in this.

"Good...... Okay......" Lin Jianyue parried weakly, and repeatedly told forgiveness, "You say, what do you want me to do, it's not okay to do things that are too much, I'd rather not cooperate than tear my face with them." ā€

"It's very simple, you try your best to cooperate with that Xicheng, let him come to Hong Kong often, and create opportunities for the beautiful woman......"

PS: Maybe there's another chapter later.

This book has been carried out to 1.5 million words so far, and it has always been a small freshness, with a collection of 11500, it ranks third in Korean entertainment books, but except for a little subscription, there is no reward, no monthly pass, and even a few recommendation votes are pitiful.

I've been hesitating whether to abuse a little bit, whether to harem......

Writing a book by interest is a matter of hundreds of thousands of words, and a few people can write more than a million words by interest, and they can't even do normal interpersonal communication without interruption for a whole year.

With such a result, to be honest, it's hard to have any passion.

Xiao Xinxin can't write any ups and downs, no one rewards, I have more than 10,000 collections of this reward, and I have long been disheartened.

There is no one to publicize, whether it is in the corporate group, or T bar, asking for book recommendations, few people recommend loaches, not to mention that there are people who post everywhere to help advertise.

Therefore, to make some changes, it is for the sake of grades, and it can be regarded as to save the book, and the loach also hates the status quo, and it is better to end it directly after one day at a time.

As for the friend who said that he was going to vote for the black vote after receiving Han Jiaren, I don't know how to dispel your thoughts, and I don't have the energy, if you insist on voting for the black vote or something, please be light.

I didn't see you come out to reward when I was a little fresh, but now when it's not a little fresh, you stand up......

However, even if you want a harem, Loach will try to write a natural harem. (To be continued......)