The sound of running water from the bathroom faucet echoed in the quiet bedroom.
Dongfang Han, who was sitting in a chair using a computer to check information, was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door outside.
So Dongfang Han stopped his movements, got up and walked to the door, and asked outside through the door, "Who?"
"… I."
The familiar male voice stunned Dongfang Han. Through the cat's eyes, she saw a familiar black-haired man standing outside the door. He was Ugo.
"Xiaohan, who is knocking on the door?" Zhang Zichu, who was taking a bath in the bathroom, asked her when he heard the voice.
"It's the cleaner, he wants to come in to clean up the room."
"Really." Zhang Zichu didn't seem to suspect anything, so he stopped speaking.
Dongfang Han opened the door and walked out, letting Ugo talk to her from a place far away from the door.
"What's the matter?" Dongfang Han looked at him, frowning, "If you came here to make trouble, don't blame me for being polite."
"Boss... I'm sick..." Ugo suddenly said, making the originally quiet corridor feel as if it was emptied of silence in an instant.
Dongfang Han's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were obviously startled.
"What tricks are you playing!" Calming down, she obviously didn't believe what Hugo said.
Ugo was not angry, but just stared at her, "I don't have to lie to you about this kind of thing." The tone was flat.
"Dongfang Han, you are so conceited and confident. You should know where you are in the boss's heart. For you, he hasn't eaten a good meal and slept well for a long time. You are immersed in work every day, smoking and drinking. Yes, he is not like you magicians, it is only natural to fall down."
Dongfang Han was silent, but his eyes were complicated.
"The boss loves you with his heart and his heart. You said he wanted to save Zhang Zichu regardless of the danger of his life. When you were injured, he left his work and took care of you wholeheartedly. A person who can't even take care of himself can treat you like this. Dongfang Han, where are you still unsatisfied, and where can you treat him so cruelly!"
Facing Ugo's questioning and condemnation, Dongfang Han remained silent.
"You said that you and him are not in the same world at all, so now the boss has followed your footsteps and has come to this point for you. If you feel that it is not enough, tell him that even if you are dead, the man must be willing , Isn't it, Dongfang Han."
The bottom of his eyes trembled slightly, after Dongfang Han glanced at him, he turned around and went back to the room without saying anything.
"Dongfanghan, you..."
Before Ugo could finish speaking, the door in front of him "banged" closed, his thin lips tightened, his eyes filled with unreasonable anger. I had known that this woman was a cold-blooded fellow, so he was in vain.
Listening to the sound of footsteps outside, Dongfang Han slowly walked back to his seat and sat down. But at this moment, she had no intention of doing other things.
At this time, there was a strange silence in the room.
Raising her left hand and spreading her palm, the shallow scar left on it seemed to remind her of what happened that night.
Jiang Jie paid that price, begging her to leave his son and have nothing to do with Jiang Junxi.
She did it, and she agreed to his wish.
However, when she returned to this city and faced Jiang Junxi again, she knew that no matter how much she did, it would become meaningless.
Jiang Jie must have underestimated his son, because Jiang Junxi is a crazy and desperate guy than his father.