After being reborn, she was confused by her husband who had a flash marriage

Han Jing looked over carefully and found that the Ice River comic given to her by Zhan Nanrong was actually in Cui Zheng's hands.

She was so surprised that she rushed forward to grab it.

But Cui Zheng was slipperier than a loach and slipped through easily. "Hey, please speak up and don't do anything!"

"Nah," Han Jing was furious with him again, and punched and kicked him violently. "How dare you steal my things, you thief!"

Cui Zheng accepted the challenge and explained aggrievedly: "I didn't want to steal your things. I just happened to find them when I was arranging flowers, so I took them out to ask you! If you have something to say, you can't talk it over properly. You have to use your hands and feet. Girl How can you be so rude?"

"Hurry up and return the painting to me!" Han Jing couldn't defeat Cui Zheng and couldn't catch him, so she could only rely on verbal warnings.

Cui Zheng asked reluctantly: "You haven't answered me yet whether you painted this painting, whether Binghe is my boss, and whether you have a crush on him?"

"I love you big-headed ghost!" Han Jing launched another fierce attack.

The cramped little room really couldn't use her fists to full effect. Although she couldn't hit Cui Zheng, she was able to beat the roses into pieces, leaving broken flowers and leaves all over the floor.

"Oh, all my hard work for a long time has been in vain!" Cui Zheng then realized that chasing women is not that easy.

Especially for someone like Han Jing, who doesn't take either soft or hard approach. If you want to win her over, you can't just give her a room full of flowers.

Finally, Han Jing caught Cui Zheng, pulled his hair and warned: "Give me the painting back!"

"Let go of my hair first... the new hairstyle I made just for you has been messed up by you. You are such a rude woman who doesn't understand style!" He blocked Han Jing with one hand, and stretched out the hand holding the portrait with the other hand. He raised his arms to avoid her snatching.

"Give me back the painting!" Han Jing tightened her grip on his hair.

"My scalp is going to be ripped off. If you don't let me go, I will attack Yue Xiong!" Cui Zheng made a move to grab her heart.

This trick was indeed effective. Han Jing jumped to the side like a spring, crossed her arms across her chest, and glared: "Rogue!"

Cui Zheng soothed his hair that was about to be torn off, complained quietly about being rude, and shook the portrait in his hand. "Is it difficult for you to admit that you have a crush on my boss? How about I help you confess to him!"

"This painting was not painted by me, but by my boss..." Han Jing wanted to bite off her tongue. She was so angry at him that she couldn't stop talking.

But the words spoken are like water thrown out and cannot be taken back.

Cui Zheng was stunned, and then suddenly realized: "It turns out that your boss has a crush on my boss!"

Han Jing wanted to knock him unconscious and seal his big mouth with tape. "Stop talking nonsense! My boss is already married to Mr. Huo, and she and her husband are so loving. Why are you making pornographic rumors for no reason!"

"You said this painting was painted by Zhan Nanrong!" Cui Zheng rolled his eyes and understood. "Don't tell me, this Binghe looks a bit like my boss. It turns out that your boss is married and still misses him."

Hey, he made a great contribution unintentionally!

If Leng Hui knew that Zhan Nanrong had a crush on him, how happy he would be!It is estimated that as soon as he was happy, he completely broke off all relations with all bottles of wine.

"She didn't draw Binghe... No, I mean I wrote the word Binghe, and I don't think he looks like your boss! Hey, don't spread rumors with your big mouth!" Han Jing glared again He raised his brows and grinned, trying to intimidate Cui Zheng with a ferocious look.

It's a pity that Cui Zheng was not frightened. Not only was he not intimidated, he also planned to take the sketch to Leng Hui to inform him.

Han Jing couldn't help but become anxious when she saw that he was trying to run away. She chased after him and tried desperately to catch Cui Zheng before he could escape. "Don't go! Cui Zheng, stop!"

Cui Zheng didn't hide, but came over with a playful smile: "Finally you can't bear to let me go? Come on, give me a fragrance and I won't leave!"

"Ah, gangster!" Han Jing instinctively retreated, but this guy was like a loach and slipped away with a twist of his waist.

When Han Jing realized that she had been fooled, she hurriedly chased him out.

But when she ran downstairs, she happened to see Cui Zheng jump into a car hidden in the corner and run away.

The guy also deliberately stretched out a hand from the car window and waved to her to say goodbye, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it..." Han Jing was almost furious, but there was nothing she could do.

She wanted to call Zhan Nanrong, but she was afraid that with Huo Ran nearby, she would cause more trouble.

She wanted to send a message to Zhan Nanrong, but she was afraid that Huo Ran would happen to see it, and the message became darker and darker.

After thinking about it, she could only hold it back and wait until she saw Zhan Nanrong tomorrow to discuss what to do alone.

*

As Cui Zheng expected, Leng Hui did not sleep and was waiting for him in the study.

Cui Zheng had come back with great achievements this time. He held up the sketch proudly in his hand and exaggerated it: "...that's what happened! This painting was drawn by Zhan Nanrong himself, nicknamed Binghe. She also got it for you. But now that she is married to Huo Ran, she transferred the painting to her female bodyguard. In name, she gave it to her, but in fact she entrusted her female bodyguard to keep it on her behalf. "

Leng Hui tried all his strength not to snatch the painting from Cui Zheng's hand. Jun's face turned red, and he finally waited until the other party stopped to take a breath before saying in a low voice: "Bring the painting to me. have a look."

Cui Zheng unfolded the painting and presented it in front of Leng Hui like a treasure. His mouth kept firing like a machine gun: "The man in this painting is also named Binghe. His nickname is exactly the same as yours, young master, and you two also look alike." , it seems that it is Zhan Nanrong who painted your portrait specially!"

Leng Hui endured many criticisms and did not argue with him. For example, the painting was originally Glacier, and the nickname was the same as his.For example, he is not very similar to Binghe. Zhan Nanrong has the habit of substituting his facial features into Binghe's face.

But he was too lazy to explain to Cui Zheng, so if he thought so, just let him.

Leng Hui carefully read the boy in the comic, and he was sure that it was indeed written by Zhan Nanrong.

When the two were passionately in love, she did jokingly claim that Leng Hui looked similar to Binghe, but she never called him Binghe.

But the portrait of Binghe she originally drew had her own shadow. She always said that his chin was most like Binghe.

Leng Hui was reminded of many good memories of his high school days, and Leng Bo's beautiful lips couldn't help but curve slightly. "When did she draw it?"

"This... I don't know." Cui Zheng forgot to ask.After all, in that situation, it was not easy to trick Han Jing out of him.

Leng Hui was already very satisfied with the result. He stared at the handsome young man in the painting and murmured to himself: "It seems...she hasn't completely forgotten me yet."

"Yes! Master, you have to take the initiative in this situation. If you want to get Zhan Nanrong back from Huo Ran, you have to use some means." Cui Zheng reminded.

Leng Hui was silent for a moment and looked at Cui Zheng: "Did you take down that female bodyguard?"

Mentioning Han Jing, Cui Zheng looked determined to win: "I think she is interested in me, but it will take some time. After all, women pay more attention to process and ritual."

"What kind of process and ritual will make her like it?" Leng Hui finally humbly asked him for advice: "What should I do to make Zhan Nanrong understand that I have actually forgiven her."