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Each of us has an identity of our own.

And this identity, to some extent, is our truest inner self.

As for me, I'm just me, different fireworks, this sentence and its sassy words are not just a joke. Because each of us in the world is unique and irreplaceable.

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"Tell me, who the hell are you." Facing Sima Han, who didn't know his identity in front of him, a solemn taste appeared in Zhang Hua's eyes.

The other party's temperament, and the noble aura between raising hands and feet, as well as his subordinates, Black Tiger Xilu and other capable people, all tell Zhang Hua that Sima Han is definitely not an ordinary person

She will definitely not be willing to be subordinate to others, Wang Ren's subordinates, Zhang Hua's inference about her in the past is absolutely wrong.

Zhang Hua now, there are a lot of questions in his mind, but for Sima Han's identity, this is the most important thing, as long as it is unraveled, then the rest is just like sorting out the yarn at the end of the thread, and the rest can be finished along the end of the thread.

Zhang Hua quietly waited for Sima Han's answer, but Sima Han was not in a hurry about it, and she did not sigh like a big thing, but instead looked at Zhang Hua with a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you the answer to this question right now."

Zhang Hua's eyes twitched, it was obvious that he was unclear by Sima Han's blatant reversal, and his chest was aching faintly.

After Sima Han saw it, he smiled lightly, continued to pour a cup of tea for Zhang Hua, and pushed it in front of him.

"That's... What can you tell me? Zhang Hua held the cup of tea in his right hand, looked directly at Sima Han and said.

"Like, I can't tell you anything," Sima Han replied with a smile after a pause.

"What about me? What will you do? ”

"If nothing else, I should let you go back."

"No accidents? What is called no surprise. ”

Because of Sima Han's remorse before, this made Zhang Hua need to ask carefully about every word she said and thoroughly understand her intentions.

"If nothing else, it depends on my mood, if I am in a good mood, then naturally everything is easy to say... If it's not good, then you can only grieve Lord Zhang here for a few more days. ”

"How is the girl feeling now?" Zhang Hua endured the anger of being teased and asked, but on the contrary, Sima Han, who had been smiling lightly, was now slowly cold.

"Not how... I've been bothered by one thing, do you think you can be in a good mood? ”

"Dare to ask the girl what is bothering, I am willing to give it a try and help the girl solve her doubts."

Zhang Hua and Sima Han have never talked about other things, but the dialogue between the two now reveals a kind of transactional atmosphere everywhere.

Zhang Hua helped Sima Han to solve the confusion in his heart, and Sima Han left with Zhang Hua, in return, the transaction has now been proposed, whether it will be executed, then it really depends on Sima Han's mood.

Sima Han was silent for a long time, holding the hot teacup in front of him with both hands, silent for a long time, and sometimes inadvertently looking at Zhang Hua's eyes that didn't know how to be good, which made Zhang Hua even more incomprehensible.

But at the same time, Zhang Hua was looking forward to it. Because the more hesitant the other party is, the more chances he will have to escape.

"Master Zhang, shall I tell you a story?"

After a long time, Sima Han spoke, and Zhang Hua heard this kind of "I have a friend." After not confessing to himself, he gathered his mind and nodded at Sima Han,

After Sima Han saw Zhang Hua nodding, she let out a long breath to relax her mental state, and she began this story that she had always wanted to say, but did not dare to speak.

"Once upon a time, there was a rich man who had a son and a daughter under his knees, and these children were sisters and brothers, and they were very obedient since childhood.

Father and son are filial piety, children are around their knees, and the rich man feels very happy every day. But the good times did not last long, and after some time, a noble man who the rich man had offended for business came to the door to take revenge.

After seeing this situation, the rich man let the housekeeper take his son away and go to other places to hide, and ordered that if there was no order, he would never come back.

The housekeeper took his son and didn't know where to flee, but the rich family, who had already had a desperate fight, miraculously survived in the end.

The rich man is starting over, and everything is slowly returning to the way it was before, but the rich man has a heart problem, that is, his son does not know where he is now.

I sent people everywhere to inquire and search, and every day I pinned hope, but every day was the end of disappointment.

Finally, his son was found, and the rich man was very happy, so he went to pick him up, but he had long forgotten his son when he was a child, and when he grew up, he had his own opinion, and he did not want to go back to his biological parents. Even if the butler told him the truth. He was not willing to accept it. ”

Sima Han said at this time, stopped to look at Zhang Hua, and after seeing the color in Zhang Hua's eyes that seemed to understand something, she asked with a little expectation: "Master Zhang, you say, is there any way to make this son change his mind?" ”

Zhang Hua was silent for a long time.

This familiar plot, the bloody routine, Zhang Hua knew what the other party was going to say before Sima Han finished speaking.

Zhang Hua didn't expect that the original owner of his body would have such a past experience, but Zhang Hua also doubted it, because everything was as simple as Sima Han said, so why wouldn't his grandfather say this?

The story is not completely finished, and Sima Han has something hidden. And what is hidden, this is the reason why Zhang Tianhao has been silent.

"The son of this rich man... It can't be me, right? Zhang Hua asked directly.

Sima Han's face did not change, and he admired Zhang Hua's straightforward appearance and said: "If... I said yes. ”

"yes, yes." Zhang Hua said very casually, and when he saw Sima Han, who looked like this, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"I'm curious about something, though." Zhang Hua asked.

"What?"

"Father and son recognize each other, this is indeed a lifelong thing worth doing, but why is this rich man's son unwilling to recognize him?

Why has the housekeeper who has been by his side for many years kept silent about it? ”

Sima Han's expression was a little wrong, similar to the restlessness before the volcanic eruption, which made Zhang Hua feel and understand that his inference just now was correct.

"Miss Sima, you haven't finished your story yet, have you?"

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