Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

Jinghaiji came to a high-end hotel in London with Han Ziye.Sitting in the dining room with her Boss-sama and had another dinner, Han Ziye then opened a room to continue working, but the client he was meeting with didn't come for a long time.

It's been more than four hours since I came out at four o'clock...

What kind of customers are they?To make someone like Han Ziye, who always hates being late the most, wait so long...

"Be quiet for a while, it's like having fleas on your body." Han Ziye raised his head from the document in his hand and gave her a white look.

Jingshaji froze for a moment, stared at the man, and simply stood up from the sofa and asked Han Ziye, "Why hasn't the client arrived yet?"

Han Ziye glanced at the time, without raising his head, he just told her flatly, "It's not time yet."

"Not yet—what time is the appointment?"

"12:30 p.m."

"What——" Jing Seabuckthorn was so shocked that her eyeballs almost fell off when she heard this, she stared unblinkingly at the man who was buried in the document, and it took a lot of effort not to take the "perverted" two Swear out a word.

She suddenly sat back angrily, glanced at Han Ziye from time to time, and then stared at the clock on the wall in a daze.

Han Ziye... Is he deliberately teasing her...

Thorn Seabuckthorn secretly glanced at him again.

He...does he really dislike her like this...

"Don't think of yourself so important. Now the gallery is at a critical moment, I don't have time to tease you." Han Ziye said coolly.

Jing Seabuckthorn was taken aback, and quickly turned his head away. Immediately afterwards, he heard Han Ziye say: "D.T flew back from China today, at about 12:30 to accommodate his time difference."

"D.T?!" Jing Seabuckthorn stood up again, staring at Han Ziye in shock, "You, you mean the famous German art master D.T that we are going to meet today?!"

She was so excited that she stuttered all of a sudden.

d. T is called the modern Van Gogh, his paintings have always been sought after by people, and Seabuckthorn was also deeply influenced by this master, and he got a D in his painting ideas. T's enlightenment.

She really didn't expect it!It never occurred to her that the person Han Ziye was going to meet was D. T, and she was so lucky to be able to meet with Han Ziye——

"It's so dirty, wipe your saliva clean." The indifferent voice of the man sitting in front of the computer instantly called back Jingshaji's attention.She couldn't help but blushed, and quickly turned her back to rub the corner of her mouth.

That's when the phone rang.Jing Shaji glanced at the name on the TV display, and immediately walked out the door silently before answering the phone.

"Hello...Luo Xuan?" She grabbed the phone nervously and whispered into the other end of the receiver.

"Xiao Sha, haven't you finished painting yet?" Luo Xuan's gentle voice rang from the other end of the phone.

"Ah... um..." Lying to Luo Xuan made her uncomfortable.

Luo Xuan was silent for a moment, then asked her again: "Do you have to finish painting today?"

"Ok?"

"Xiao Sha, didn't you just say that you can paint another day? Then go home today, okay?"

Thorn Seabuckthorn's heart was shaken a little, but...it was D. Ah!Her spiritual mentor all along...

"... Luo Xuan... I..."

"Is it not possible? Xiaosha, are those paintings really so important to you?"

"I'm sorry Luo Xuan...I lied...I...wasn't in the gallery...I came out with...Boss to meet guests,...a painter I have always admired..."

In front of Robert Chen's gallery, a black car parked in the dark night.Sitting in the car, Luo Xuan stared at the empty gallery in front of him, hearing the voice of thorns and sea buckthorn, and said to him cautiously: "...I really want to see him, I really want to..."

Luo Xuan clenched the steering wheel tightly, his eyes were covered with clouds, the voice from the seabuckthorn on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a series of cold hangup tones.

"Do you want to see D.T or do you want to stay with 'him' for a while longer?" His eyes were like falcons with blood in them, staring at the gallery, his cold voice came from the dark night.