Chapter 73: Yes, I see

In September, there was still some immersion chill at night, and I was in a hurry to go out, and I forgot to change into my coat, and the wind blew, and Han Yao touched his arm.

Qi Moxuan noticed that he didn't say anything, just quickened his pace, stepped forward and opened the back door of the car for Han Yao, "Get in the car, it's cold outside." ”

It's cold outside, so it's customary for men not to give their coats to women?

Forget it, Han Yao didn't care about anything, after all, it was the first time they met, and Qi Moxuan was already very face-saving if she could let herself hitchhike home.

There was a driver who drove the car, and he was also Qi Moxuan's assistant, following Qi Moxuan for many years, it was the first time Qi Xiao saw Qi Moxuan actually taking the initiative to send a woman home, although he was surprised, but he still started the car after Qi Moxuan sat in the co-pilot.

The beauties are all in the car, so shouldn't the two of them sit in the back seat sweetly at this time? Sitting next to one of his drivers is kind of how it could be.

Although he just glanced through the rearview mirror, even he, who had just come to Huacheng, had heard of the name of Hanyao, who had not been in Huacheng for a long time. has been on stage for three years, and how many powerful people think about her, but people are stunned and sing innocently for three years.

The key is that the family must be really good-looking, and that noble and elegant temperament alone is not something that ordinary women can have.

The car stopped slowly, and the gentleman Qi Moxuan opened the back door for Han Yao, Han Yao thanked him, and walked to the small bungalow, although Han Yao was only in Lixing for three years, but the money she made was absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people, just a year later, she bought a small bungalow for herself and lived alone.

Knowing that seeing Han Yao's figure enter the house safely, Qi Moxuan got into the back seat of the car, leaned on the back of the chair a little tiredly, and pinched the bridge of his nose, he thought that he was really crazy, and he would actually be interested in a woman he had just met.

But no matter how much you quibble, you can't ignore the throbbing in your heart, and the car starts again. The open windows blew in a gust of wind, mingled with a familiar scent.

It's obviously a cold floral scent, but as long as you think of it, it's the smell of Han Yao's body......

Qi Moxuan took a deep breath, leaned back in the chair and fell asleep, Qi Moxuan, who had always slept lightly, slept so sweetly for the first time, and when he got into the car again, even he was jumped.

He seems to have found a reason to stay with Han Yao.

Han Yao only takes the stage in Lixing twice a month, and yesterday is the last time of this month, Han Yao usually stays in her small bungalow and will not go out, and Bai Xuan will arrange for her to send someone to send the daily ingredients and necessities.

Occasionally, when Bai Xuan was idle, he would send it by himself, and before he knew it, Bai Xuan had become half of the housekeeper who was dying.

Every morning, Han Yao will regularly come to water the flower bed in front of his yard.

Wearing a long skirt with broken flowers, it doesn't look tacky when worn on Han Yao's body, her hair is simply coiled behind her head, and a few naughty strands of broken hair are scattered down her forehead, and her face is not powdery, and she has faded away from the demagogic charm, and she is like an elf.

The early morning sun is not dazzling, shining on people's bodies with warmth, Han Yao held the shower in his hand and lowered his head to water the shower in the flower bed carefully, occasionally a breeze blew, a strand of hair was blown off, Han Yao raised his hand to pick up the long hair that fell behind his ears, and looked at the flowers in the flower garden with a gentle and innocent smile on his face.

The man hiding in the shadows secretly filmed this scene.

Suddenly, Han Yao seemed to see something, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. The people in the shadows seized the opportunity to take several photos one after another, but a man in a white suit suddenly appeared in the camera.

Han Yao skillfully brought the man into the room, and did not leave until it was dark.

Qi Moxuan carefully looked at the information submitted by his subordinates. It records Han Yao's life in Birch City in detail, including recent movements, and he is like a voyeur hiding in the shadows, peeping at everything about Han Yao, and he clearly never dares to show his face.

There are a few recent photos of Han Yao in the information, Han Yao stood in front of the flower garden with a smile, and the gentle and dusty breath lingered around his body, even if it was just a colorless photo, Qi Moxuan couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and carefully put away the photo, but his eyes saw the appearance of Han Yao talking happily with the man in a white suit in the other photos.

The previous good mood is completely gone, "Who is he?" Qi Moxuan threw out the photo, and Qi Xiao on the side looked at it carefully for a while, and then recognized the person.

"Oh, this is Miss Han's royal pianist, since two years ago, as long as Miss Han's performance is accompanied by him, it seems to be called...... Bai Xuan, I heard that he has a very close relationship with Miss Han, and he has a lot of contacts in private. ”

Qi Xiao couldn't wait to tell Qi Moxuan what he knew, but he didn't notice that Qi Moxuan's face was getting darker and darker. The photo in his hand also lost its original flat state.

Han Yao has almost the same life every day, watering flowers, reading, eating, almost no spare time, or Bai Zhe occasionally comes to sit, but these days Han Yao always feels that someone is staring at him in the dark.

No matter how you say it, you can be regarded as a public figure in Huacheng, but the address of this small bungalow is absolutely confidential, and there is no reason to be targeted by reporters.

Han Yao held the shower for watering flowers in his hand, looked around several times and didn't see any movement, and then turned around and entered the door full of doubts.

The next moment Han Yao closed the door, a tall and slender figure walked out from behind a big tree not far away, and his dark and deep eyes stared at the blurred figure in the small bungalow from afar.

Qi Xiao sat in the car with a sad face and waited for his handsome, it had been a few days, and his handsome man would start running here as soon as he finished it, and he wanted him to say, if you really fell in love with Miss Han, you would chase after him directly.

He didn't dare to say it to others, but his boss was absolutely successful, handsome, and powerful, although he was ten years older than Miss Han, but aren't mature men more attractive?

The car window was knocked, and Qi Xiao turned his head to meet Qi Moxuan's cold face.

Just now, he was still slandering his own boss, so he won't see anything, right?

Qi Xiao's voice trembled a little when he spoke, and Qi Moxuan glanced at his driver strangely, thinking that he would have to change someone from time to time, and his face was not good.

Qi Moxuan got into the car and said coldly, "Drive." ”

"Oh, good." Qi Xiao reacted and hurriedly started the car, hey, he didn't dare to slander his boss in the future, it was terrible.

The car drove away quietly, and through the rearview mirror, Qi Moxuan looked at the bungalow that was getting farther and farther away, recalled his abnormal behavior in the past few days, and frowned.

He has always been calm and self-controlled, even on the battlefield, the enemy will never be so out of shape as he has been recently, obviously he has only known each other for a long time, and he didn't even say a few words, but he thought about it for a long time, and even asked his subordinates to investigate all her circumstances.

This feeling made him feel a little out of control, but he couldn't control it, just like something had taken root in his heart, with a slight itch, but it made people immersed in it and unwilling to let go.