After the women who passed by him saw his face clearly, they blushed and their hearts throbbed. They looked obsessed, and they were such a beautiful person.
"That man is not like an ordinary underworld person."
Dongfang Han, who had already returned to school, walked on the slope of the mountain. Xu Wangying recalled the man he had just ran into on the street. His instinct made him a little uneasy.
"It doesn't matter who he is, just avoid these people a little." Dongfang Han didn't take it seriously.
"You look down on people too much." Xu Wangying frowned dissatisfiedly. What he disliked most was Dongfang Han's shortcoming.
Dongfang Han glanced at him, and when he continued to move forward without speaking, he stopped again. Xu Wangying also noticed something slowly stopped. When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing on the mountain worrying. Looking at them, no, it is more accurate to look at Dongfang Han alone.
"... I'm leaving first." Xu Wangying saw this situation and left temporarily.
Dongfang Han nodded, walked to Zhuo Lin and stopped, and looked up at him: "What's the matter?"
"Waiting for you."
Upon hearing this, she was taken aback for a moment.
I don't know what's wrong. Since they reconciled that night, Zhuolin's attitude towards her seems to be more cordial than before, good and kind...unspeakable gentleness. Even the look in her eyes is strange.
"How is the police station?" Zhuo Lin turned and walked next to her, asking concerned.
"Well, it has been dealt with clearly."
"Is the injury healed? What else is uncomfortable?" he asked again.
"… never mind."
Dongfang Han paused, but did not stop.
Zhuolin glanced at her before asking, "What gift do you want for the New Year?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Han finally stopped, but looked back at him strangely, "I'm not a kid, what gift to give."
Zhuo Lin just smiled and looked at her dozingly, "I will give you whatever you want."
Dongfang Han frowned, "No need!" After that, she turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Zhuo Lin hurried to catch up.
Dongfang Han responded impatiently, "Hungry, go eat!"
"I'll be with you!"
"Don't follow me, I'm very annoying now... Believe it or not I beat you?"
"Beat it, if you are relieved."
"Zhuolin, are you crazy!"
Looking at the noisy two people now, Yi Changfeng, who was standing upstairs, glanced at the regained young man, couldn't help but smiled comfortably, looked up at the blue sky, and let out a sigh of relief. A good mood like clouds and mists. It's great that Class Ace is finally back to what it used to be.
City Y. In a company of a foreign company. Mo Fan, 30 years old this year, is a computer engineer in this company. He looks very ordinary and has a normal temper. He can quickly integrate into the collective life, so the impression of his boss and colleagues around him is pretty good. But the most enviable thing is that he married a schoolgirl who used to be T University and became his wife.
"Tweet—" After pressing the car's anti-theft system, Mo Fan carried his briefcase and went home immediately after work.
"I'm back." He opened the door with the key. When he bent over to take off his shoes, he found a pair of strange shoes in front of him, and they were women's shoes.
Who is here
"Husband, you are back." A woman with a slightly raised belly but still beautiful without being affected by pregnancy came out of the living room.
"Amy, is anyone here?" Mo Fan put on his slippers and walked up.
"It's Xiaohan here!" Compared to his wife's happiness, Mo Fan's face sank immediately after hearing this familiar name.
"You go in, it's rare for her to see us. I'm going to prepare dinner and you talk slowly." After Amy said, she went to the kitchen happily.
Mo Fan put down the briefcase in his hand and walked into the living room. He saw that the girl had stood up from her seat and nodded politely to him, "Mr. Mo Fan, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time."
"What are you doing?" In an unwelcome tone.
He had expected a man to have such an attitude, but Dongfang Han didn't change his face, and said with a trace of apology in his eyes: "I came here because I hope you can do me another favor."
"Didn't I say that it was the last time?" Obviously Mo Fan didn't want to get more and more involved with magicians like Dongfang Han. "You have seen it too. Now my wife is pregnant, and I don't want them to have a mother and child. Any accidents. Dongfang Han, can't you let our family of three be spared!"
Dongfang Han was startled, looking at the man in front of him who was defending his family, and reminded her of the man who begged to lose his son in front of him.
"Please... Mr. Mo Fan..." Dongfang Han suddenly said, making the already quiet living room even more silent.
Dongfanghan squeezed his hands, lowered his head, and begged the man in front of him, "That person is very important to me, and I need your help anyway... This is the last time. I, Dongfanghan, promised you. From now on I will I won't bother you, so please!"
Mo Fan stared at the girl in front of him in a daze. In his impression, she had always been a lonely and indifferent person. The reason why he knew her was because he knew her identity by accident. At that time, he His wife almost had a car accident. He saw the girl in front of him with a strange force with a sword in her hand, and the truck that was about to hit his wife was split in half on the spot. He had heard that there were some incredible people in this world, and she was one of these incredible people.
Although she has a cold temperament, she is also a good person, especially his wife likes her very much. She always keeps her name in her mouth again and again. Even after so long, she still can't forget this person.
But the person who can let Dongfang Han put down his identity and seek an ordinary person like this must be very important to her.
From the beginning to the end, Mo Fan was a hard-hearted person. He sighed helplessly, and finally agreed, "What do you want me to do?"
Hearing this, Dongfanghan's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked up and handed him the photo in his pocket, "His name is Jiang Junxi, the only son of Jiang Jie of Jiangxin Group. He has disappeared for more than 20 days. I hope you can use you. The way to find him, even if it’s just a bit of news."
Mo Fan looked at the handsome man in the photo, then looked up at the worried girl in front of him. He could only tell her, "I will try my best, but don't hope too much."
"Thank you, then we will call. I won't bother you." Even if the hope is slim, she will give it a try.
After watching Dongfanghan leave, Mo Fan's wife walked out and found no one in the living room, and asked him strangely, "Where did Xiaohan go?"
Mo Fan quickly took back the photo in his hand and responded, "She said that she had something to do, so she left first."
"Really, I still want to come out and ask her what she likes to eat..." Mo Fan could only sigh helplessly as his wife seemed to be complaining that he didn't keep the other person.
Dongfang Han walked downstairs at this time, hired a taxi and left.
However, she did not notice that the one who had been following her came out from behind the tree after she left. He looked up at the floor where the girl had just entered, smiled coldly, and turned and walked up.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong—"
The doorbell rang.
"Husband, you go to open the door, I can't spare my hand." His wife shouted from the kitchen.
So Mo Fan put down the newspaper in his hand, walked to the door, and opened the door. I saw a man in a black trench coat standing at the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
The man slowly raised his head, narrowed his purple eyes, and smiled evilly at Mo Fan, "Hello Mr.! Can I ask you to do me a favor?"
"Student Dongfang, you are back." He was already waiting for Dongfang Han's Gaoyuan in the office. Seeing the girl came back, he immediately wiped out the cigarette in his hand and stood up.
"How is it? Did your friend agree?" he asked hurriedly.
"He said... Do your best." Dongfang Han looked up and looked at the man in front of him solemnly. Something could not be understood: "Teacher Gao Yuan, why do you care about this too?"
What is the relationship between him and Jiang Jie? Why do you always feel that there is some ulterior secret between the two.
"Didn't you see it?" Gao Yuan seemed to be sloppy again. "Mr. Jiang Jie and I have known each other, and he has helped me a lot. His son is missing, so he will naturally worry as a friend."
"Really." Dongfang Han did not continue to ask, because everyone has their own secrets and privacy, and she is no exception.
"Student Dongfang!" Seeing that she was leaving, Gao Yuan immediately called her to stop.
"Teacher Gao Yuan, what else do you have?" Dongfang Han looked back at him.
"I..." After hesitating for a while, Gao Yuan said softly, "Dongfang, you can tell the teacher that you are so desperate to find someone who always troubles you. What is the reason?"
"I owe him this." Dongfang Han said lightly, turning around and leaving without further explanation.
Gao Yuan scratched his head helplessly, "Am I making this kid unhappy again..."
When Dongfang Han returned to the dormitory, he just put the sword box on the table when the door behind him was knocked.
When I walked up and opened the door, it was not a human face but a cute red puppet that ran into my eyes.
"How about? Do you like it?" Xia Rongrong's face stuck out behind the puppet, and Haili and Li Na were still standing beside her.
"This is..." Dongfang Han stretched out his hand, and looked up at her strangely.
"Isn't it almost the New Year? This is a New Year gift from me." Xia Rongrong smiled.
"this is for you."
"Orient, I don't know what you like, so I bought the most popular girl today for you."
Haili and Li Na respectively gave Dongfanghan a crystal bracelet and a set of cosmetics.
Holding these things, Dongfang Han didn't seem to react, because this was the first time he received a gift from a friend in the New Year.
"I...not prepared."
"It's okay!" Xia Rongrong didn't care at all. "We know that you are very busy lately. It doesn't matter whether you give gifts or not. As long as you promise us, don't let yourself hurt again in the future. If you treat us as partners, treat you What’s in my mind tells us, aren’t we a group? Everyone will help you!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Han's heart trembled slightly, as if a warm current poured into her cold heart, which made people a little touched.
Looking up at the three people in front of her, she slowed down her expression and said softly, "Thank you." Xu Yi was right. She already had a group of reliable partners.
"Okay, please go in, the corridor is very cold, are you willing to stand outside?" Xia Rongrong shivered with the cold as a cold wind blew across the corridor.
Seeing this, Dongfang Han immediately let go, "You come in."
So the three people outside the door walked into her room unceremoniously, looking around with a curious look.