Master Lu, Madam is going to crush celebrities again!

Han Shuya looked a little helpless and apologetic, "I'm sorry, it's because I wasn't considerate enough."

Shen Fanxing shook his head, took a few steps outside and then paused, "I promised you to come more times before, but it seems that it's not appropriate for me to come more, so I still..."

Han Shuya was a little impatient: "You promised me, you can't say nothing, right?"

"But my obstetrician said to keep me happy. How happy do you think I can be like this?" Shen Fanxing looked at Han Shuya and asked back.

Han Shuya was speechless, her family knew her family well, and of course she knew what kind of personality Han Yucheng had, so even she couldn't guarantee that Han Yucheng would be able to stabilize his emotions and not explode randomly every time Shen Fanxing came.

"Okay, but let's take a step back. You don't have to come so often, but when I ask you out, try not to refuse, okay?"

Shen Fanxing frowned slightly, subconsciously wanting to refuse.

Han Shuya hurriedly said: "I'm filming now, and I've already accepted two scripts, and I probably won't be able to find time to ask you out for a long time, so the number of times I can ask you out is not many, so you don't have to worry about it." Are you willing to agree?"

Shen Fanxing hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Han Shuya's eyes brightened slightly, "Then we've made a deal!"

"Okay! It's a deal!" After saying that, Shen Fanxing turned around and walked out, while calling Zhang Yi.

Han Shuya watched Shen Fanxing leave, and then couldn't help but roll her eyes. Such a good chance for reconciliation was directly ruined by her father.

Han Shuya took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and walked back. As soon as she entered the restaurant, Han Yucheng immediately looked towards her, seeing that Shen Fanxing was not by her side, his eyes dimmed obviously, and his face was still pretending Tranquility, "That...Shen Fanxing really left!"

Han Shuya's lips curved slightly, she walked to the seat next to Han Yucheng, took a piece of cantaloupe and took a bite.

When she didn't talk to her, Han Yucheng couldn't help asking again: "Didn't you make an appointment to let her come over for dinner? Why did you just leave?"

"Heh!" Han Shuya laughed, and turned her head to look at Han Yucheng, "Dad, you don't know why she left?"

Han Yucheng's eyes flickered, and he avoided Han Shuya's gaze uncomfortably, "Then how do I know, I just said a few words casually, and young people nowadays can't help but say so!"

"I want to save face and suffer!" Han Shuya grunted.

Han Yucheng glared at Han Shuya, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing!" Han Shuya spread her hands, "I just feel that in this situation, when Fan Xing's child is born, I'm afraid they may not be willing to call you grandpa!"

Han Yucheng's heart was touched. Although he didn't like Lu Jinchen, he still had to admit that Lu Jinchen's facial features were basically outstanding, and Shen Fanxing was also recognized as a beauty in the entertainment circle. The children they had together would definitely not be too bad .

Imagining that he would not even have the chance to get close to his pink and tender grandson, Han Yucheng already felt a little regretful.

"Dad, I agreed to give you a chance to apologize. Are you picky about not enough wedding candies? Even if you were an ordinary person, there would be no such reason!"

Han Yucheng felt a little guilty, Han Shuya observed his expression: "Otherwise, you might be able to make up for it by calling now and apologizing!"

"I don't apologize, and you don't look at what she called me!" Han Yucheng jumped up, "Her name is "Mr. Han". Hehe! Mr. Han! I am her father and she calls me Mr. Han!"

Han Shuya rolled her eyes, "Dad, you can take care of yourself in the future, don't ask me for help, you are so powerful, I can't help you!"

Han Shuya stood up and walked upstairs.

"Don't eat, you? Haven't you eaten much yet?"

"Don't be hungry, keep fit, don't eat!" Han Shuya left a sentence from a distance, and she had already gone upstairs.

Han Yucheng looked at the table full of dishes, but suddenly lost his appetite and frowned.

Han Shuya arrived at the room, and received a WeChat message from Han Yucheng: "Well... Next time, you can help my dad make an appointment with Fanxing again. I promise to control my emotions and apologize to her properly, okay?"

Han Shuya chuckled, and deliberately left Han Yucheng alone for a while before replying: "Okay, I will find a chance to help you next time!"

Just as he was about to put down the phone, Zhao Zerui sent a video.

Han Shuya clicked on it casually. She was only familiar with the background in the video, and it was the villa where she had been recuperating for several years.In the video, Zhao Zerui was standing in front of the villa, looking at the camera.

"I heard that you have been recuperating in the United States for a while, and you just came here to relax. By the way, I would like to ask you if there are any interesting places nearby. Maybe you can give me some good suggestions!"

Zhao Zerui glanced behind him, "The villas here are more distinctive, it may be because the United States is sparsely populated, the distance between the villas is relatively far, each has its own characteristics, if you buy one here in the future, it may also increase in value opportunity, what do you think?"

Han Shuya was extremely surprised, because Zhao Zerui seemed to have walked to the place where she was recuperating by chance, and Han Shuya's heart unconsciously had shallow ripples.

After being rescued by Zhao Zerui last time, the relationship between them seems to have become a little closer. They occasionally communicate on WeChat, but since last time, they haven't met each other yet.

The script this time was introduced to him by Zhao Zerui.

Han Shuya pressed the voice button, "Zhao Zerui, the building behind you."

After a while, Zhao Zerui sent a WeChat message, "What's wrong with the building behind me, it doesn't look like a scenic spot? Don't fool me, it must be your responsibility for me to break into the private house."

Listening to Zhao Zerui's voice, Han Shuya twitched her mouth, who wants to fool him!
"I mean, unfortunately, the villa behind you happens to be mine."

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Zerui subconsciously looked behind him, so surprised that he just ran into Han Shuya's old house?

The layout of the yard is not bad. Could it be that Han Shuya lived here during her convalescence in the United States?

He hooked the corner of his mouth, feeling inexplicably happy, "Coincidentally, it's just a good time to borrow it, and it can help me save some accommodation expenses."

Han Shuya couldn't laugh or cry, "Zhao Zerui, why is your face so big?"

The first reply was not Zhao Zerui's words, but a selfie of him, and then his voice: "Is it big? No matter how I look at it, I don't think my face can use the word "big"? Look carefully." look!"

Han Shuya was a little helpless, why didn't she know that Zhao Zerui still had such a rascal temperament, looking at the selfie, Han Shuya's eyes were full of smiles.

"Look, your face occupies two-thirds of the entire screen, touch your conscience before talking to me!"

After listening to the voice sent by Han Shuya, Zhao Zerui clicked on his selfie. Indeed, his face occupied two-thirds of the entire screen, but this was definitely because the camera was too close. Even if he felt his conscience, also……

Zhao Zerui cleared his throat, "Han Shuya, just tell me, will you borrow your house or not?"

Han Shuya chuckled lightly: "You need to pay for the accommodation in the hotel, and you want to borrow my house, so you still want to live in vain? Will you pay the rent?"

Zhao Zerui bent the corner of his lower lip, and the next moment, he said in a heartbroken tone: "Han Shuya, I don't want you to be like this, you can tell me yourself, just last time you owed me such a big favor, you're okay Collect my rent? You also touch your conscience, you touch it!"

Han Shuya: "...Are you using my exact words to insult me?"

Zhao Zerui replied with a smile: "I just want to tell you that you still have to be reasonable."

"You mean I'm unreasonable?" Han Shuya stood by the window and pushed the window open.

Zhao Zerui said innocently: "You said that, I never said it!"

Han Shuya rolled her eyes, "1253..."

"What?" Zhao Zerui asked.

"The door lock code, don't you want to live in it? But let me tell you first, the house over there is empty now, and only the hourly union goes to clean it once a week. You can live in it, but I'm afraid it's not that convenient!" Han Shu Ya got the vaccination first.

"Okay, we have counted!"

Han Shuya put down her phone and looked up at the window. The view here is very good, but it has changed a lot from the past, and many things are different.

Zhao Zerui on the other side also put his phone in his pocket, and walked towards the villa. He really didn't intend to come here, but he didn't expect to bump into the place where Han Shuya used to live. I came here for nothing.

Zhao Zerui opened the door with the password given by Han Shuya. The yard is very safe, and there are no flowers and plants. I don't know if it was there before, or Han Shuya disposed of it by the way when he returned to China.

Zhao Zerui looked around for a while before stepping in.

The inside of the villa is unexpectedly empty, the huge hall doesn't even have basic configurations like sofas, so it's impossible to dispose of these things.

Two railings were erected beside the wall, which should be used for Han Shuya's rehabilitation. In the corner, there is a wheelchair that is about [-]% new. This is the trace of Han Shuya's previous life.

Zhao Zerui frowned slightly, the place gave him the only feeling of desertedness, it was not suitable for a girl in her early 20s to live here, not to mention that Han Shuya should have been younger when she got into a car accident.

Zhao Zerui's heart was inexplicably touched, he couldn't tell whether it was distressed or something else, he walked upstairs, and when he approached the room where Han Shuya used to live, he already smelled a little disinfectant.

Zhao Zerui's complexion tightened a little, and he walked along the corridor, and saw the room that was turned into an operating room, and the bedroom that Han Shuya once lived in, and it is still empty.

The phone vibrated, Zhao Zerui came back to his senses, took it out and took a look.

Han Shuya: "There is a guest bedroom on the third floor. The electric switch is at the end of the corridor on the third floor. There are quilts in the cabinet. 023... This is the phone number of my aunt before. You can ask her if she is free. If she is free, she can take care of you for a few days .”