Adorable baby is hard to pet, Daddy let go of my mommy

Qi Muyan always thought that Han Jingyu liked the white lotus like Han Chuchu, who looked so delicate and charming on the surface, so fragile and gentle.

She also tried to be like Han Chuchu for a while, imitating her tone of voice, her style of dealing with people, and even her hypocrisy.

After studying for a while, Qi Muyan felt that being a white lotus also requires talent, and she couldn't learn the essence.

But after their divorce, Han Jingyu's taste seems to have changed again, and he likes a woman like Lin Wu who is sexy and hot, has an arrogant and willful temper, has no style of acting, and does things according to her own preferences.

No, an entertainer like Lin Wu, who is worthless except for his face, can be praised by him as a trafficker.

The capital under it can be seen.

It's just that Han Chuchu must be mad with jealousy when he praises Lin Wu so much?Don't you argue with him every day, or even ruthlessly deal with Lin Wu?
This Lin Wu is not a good person...

But it's none of her business, what is there to worry about?
"Miss Lin, I have something to discuss with you President Han, is it convenient?" Qi Muyan said, "Don't worry, I have no other thoughts about your President Han."

Lin Wu folded her hands on her chest, and smiled flamboyantly and sarcastically: "There are many women who are interested in Mr. Han, and there are countless people who have tried every means to get into his bed. You might as well be more direct, I still respect you for being honest."

It seemed useless to explain, Qi Muyan smiled helplessly, "Then I said I have other thoughts about you Mr. Han, and you really want me to take him away?"

Lin Wu shrugged indifferently, "You are not afraid that Mr. Han will settle accounts later, so just take it away."

This doesn't seem to be the plot that Qi Muyan expected, shouldn't Lin Wu be desperately guarding her benefactor, if the benefactor becomes interested in others and abandons her, wouldn't it be too late for her to cry?
Sure enough, it didn't play according to common sense.

After Lin Wu left, Qi Muyan sat next to Han Jingyu.

Just in time, the man changed his posture and turned his face towards her.

Qi Muyan's heart trembled.

Five years have passed, and the years have been particularly partial to him, without leaving any marks on his face, and even adding a lot of charm to him as a mature man.

Sharp facial lines, thin lips, high nose bridge, slender eyelashes... the creator gave the best of everything to this man.

It's just that one of the man's hands was pressing on the position above the abdomen intentionally or unintentionally.

His brows were also slightly furrowed, with a painful expression on his face.

"Hello, Han Jingyu?" Qi Muyan patted Han Jingyu's shoulder, without even realizing it, her tone was a little worried, "Wake up!"

Seeing that Han Jingyu hadn't woken up, Qi Muyan turned her head and asked the bartender: "How much wine did he drink?"

"Two bottles of vodka."

This is not drunk anymore, guess he has stomach bleeding from drinking?

"Don't you know he has a bad stomach?" Qi Muyan became anxious, and her voice became much louder when she spoke to the bartender.

The bartender looked blank: "I don't know..."

Qi Muyan remembered that Han Jingyu used to be in the army, and when he was on missions, he basically didn't care about eating, and later when he was discharged with honors, he also came back with injuries all over his body.

Especially the stomach is the worst, as long as you don't eat on time, you will hurt.

"What are you looking at me for? Call an ambulance!" Qi Muyan said to the bartender, and then helped Han Jingyu up from the bar and planned to lie down on the sofa and wait for the ambulance to arrive. That would be more comfortable for him.

The weight of the man on top of her made her stagger and nearly fall.

Before she could stand still, someone grabbed her slender waist. She was led around for half a circle, and then she was pressed down on the bar by the man.

The lower back is pressed against the bar, and the diaphragm hurts.

In front of him, Han Jingyu opened his eyes, looked at her with hostility, and a drunken voice escaped from his throat: "Why are you, you still have the face, huh?"

Reunited after a long absence, the hatred remains undiminished.