As soon as Baili heard this, she knew that Han Lin really planned to train her son as an heir. For this, she naturally knew that if she became the heir of the Han family, it would be a good thing for her son, so that her son would have more possibilities in the future.

She cleaned up the dishes and went into the kitchen to do the dishes.

"I'll come," said Han Lin, who had rolled up his sleeves and took over Belle's work. "Since you made dinner, I'll do the dishes."

With that, he really brushed the bowl spontaneously and automatically.

Looking at Han Lin's appearance, Bei Li was in a trance, as if she had returned to the original time. Han Lin often came to her apartment to eat, and then washed the dishes every time after dinner.

God, Belle, don't think about that again! She said to herself in her heart, shook her head, and then said, "just put the dishes and chopsticks on the drain rack after you wash."

"OK, I see," he said.

Belle Li returned to her room and sat by the bed tired. Her fingers rubbed her forehead. It was only a few days, but she felt that life was like a big change.

What will happen after Han Lin moves in? What on earth does he want to do? Why, he didn't love her, but he wanted to find her for 8 years, insisted on not choosing divorce, and even moved in now.

Is it because of my son? Or is it because of guilt, or hope that she and he can appear in front of junleyan with a happy attitude in the future?!

All kinds of possibilities flashed in her mind. Finally, he flashed the scene that he had told her he loved her before.

No, he won't. He has loved junleyan for so many years. How can he really fall in love with her? That's just like what he lied to her eight years ago.

This time, she won't easily believe these words again!

Bailey leaned her head against the head of the bed and reminded herself that yes, she would not believe again, because she had no courage to believe again

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When Belle opened her eyes again, she suddenly found that she had just unconsciously fallen asleep against the head of the bed, and her body was covered with a thin quilt... Who helped her cover it?!

Han Lin flashed in her mind. Did Han Lin come in?! Did he cover her up?

Baili Li stood up, adjusted her clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and then saw Han Lin sitting at her computer desk with her son in the living room. At present, Han Lin was right in front of the computer, holding the mouse in one hand and operating on the keyboard in the other. Baili Li was naturally familiar with this situation. It was obvious that she was playing a game.

The son on one side looked at it attentively, and his face even showed a look of admiration. At least Belle seldom saw her son show such an expression.

Usually when she plays games with her son, his son has never shown such an expression. Of course, when she played games with her son, if it was a PK game, she could win her son a few years ago, but since her son went to primary school, she basically lost more and won less.

So that her brilliant image of "game master" in her son's mind also plummeted!