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She was silent, infatuated, and very fond of him.

Even when he had to go up, he still felt nostalgic. After going up, the gaze she gave Han Junli became much more pleasing to the eye.

"Han Junli, thank you for bringing me to see the fish today."

As Han Junli listened to Tang Mengyao's gratitude, the depths of her heart actually felt warm and soft, and there was even a little sweetness that couldn't be said to be present …

The honeymoon was over, but the four of them had their own thoughts.

The gaze Tang Mengyao used to look at Xu Wenfan was no longer as cynical as before.

Han Junli drove to a small villa that was very close to the city center.

Lan Mountain Garden.

Tang Mengyao knew that this was an extremely luxurious small villa area. Located in gold, the environment escaped. If you weren't a rich person, you wouldn't come here to buy a house.

Tang Mengyao was surprised, her small mouth agape. Han Junli, what did you bring me here for? "

Han Junli rolled his eyes and said to the butler Wen Sen: "Move your luggage up to the second floor."

"Yes, young master."

As he passed by Tang Mengyao, he smiled and said, "Young Madam, welcome back."

Looking at the friendly forty year old uncle in front of him, Tang Mengyao had a very good impression of him. "Laughing like a flower, hurry up and build up the relationship." "Um, you don't have to be so polite, you can just call me Meng Yao."

Tang Mengyao was kind and sensible, her purity written all over her clean face. Wen Sen's face was also covered in a happy smile for the Young Master.

Han Junli, who was watching from the side, was displeased. She felt that Tang Mengyao's smile was especially eye-catching and charming. She was angry to the point that she couldn't even let a forty-year-old butler go.

Was she simply unable to endure the loneliness? Was she trying to seduce him everywhere?

He pulled her wrist angrily and glared at Wen Lin before entering the villa.

The interior design of the villa was completely different from what Tang Mengyao had imagined. The scent of modern art pervaded every corner of the room. It was just a few lines, but the black and white ink decorations were still unique and refreshing.

Who would have thought that Han Junli, from the rich second generation, would still have some taste.

Tang Mengyao looked around, and knew that although it was a simple place, it did not lose its nobility. Every ornament was most likely priceless. Could it be that Han Junli wanted to hide in a gold house when he brought her here?

Tang Mengyao looked at Han Junli with suspicion and thirty percent curiosity. Han Junli took off his suit, opened his sleeves and said lazily: "You don't want to live here?"

Tang Mengyao glanced at her surroundings, then calmly replied, "I just feel like I'm being hidden away like that."

It was very obvious that this was Han Junli's private base that was trespassing into his territory. Tang Mengyao had a bad premonition.

Han Junli's mouth formed a beautiful curve, and leaned close to Tang Mengyao and smiled, "Since you're not willing, why don't I send you back to live with the old man. I believe he will welcome you even more. "

With that said, Tang Mengyao anxiously pulled on Han Junli's sleeves. She pitifully begged, "Crown Prince Han, I was wrong. Please forgive me and please accept me."

Compared to that place with the tiger cave, Tang Mengyao felt that this place was still filled with confidence. However, she still did not give up and suggested, "Actually … I think I can go back to my little shack. "

Han Junli laughed sinisterly, he looked at the changing lady in front of him and reminded her with his conscience. If you want to create a disturbance in the city and have people forcefully bring you back to your ancestral home, I don't recommend sending you back now. "

Hearing that, Tang Mengyao remembered the domineering actions of those people from before, and in a moment she was already a person. She scanned the surroundings with a serious expression on her face.

"Actually, I think this place is pretty good."

"Han Junli raised his eyebrows and praised him generously. "At least you're still a bit smart."

Seeing that Han Junli was about to go upstairs, Tang Mengyao immediately jumped down from the sofa and grabbed his sleeves, then asked worriedly, "What do you think we should do next?"

Han Junli shrugged as if it was none of his business, "I'll do whatever I want."

"Tang Mengyao unhappily pouted her lips, full of worry. "Say, if I don't get a child for the Han family ten months from now, will your family's old man chop me apart?"

Han Junli scratched his chin, nodded, and replied seriously: "It's probably more serious than that."

Tang Mengyao was frightened, and asked anxiously: "Then what do I do?" Pulling Han Junli closer, he shamelessly said: "I don't care, you were the one who insisted on betrothed me. This matter, you have to settle it."

Han Junli pulled her hand away without the slightest sense of guilt. and instead point out her faults. " Don't say that you're so innocent. If someone wasn't here to take revenge on her former fiance, would he willingly marry me? "

Tang Mengyao could not help but feel guilty. When they first got married, it was to the point of disgusting those two to death.

"I regret it." Then, he said confidently, "Han Junli, I want a divorce."

The two words "divorce" was easily said, but hearing it from Han Junli, made him feel both irritated and annoyed.

He said snappily, "Do you really think that if you want to be Han Family's daughter-in-law, you can be her wife and not be her wife?" Seeing that Tang Mengyao wanted to cut all ties with him, Han Junli felt bad.

"You better recognize yourself and properly play your role. Otherwise, I can't guarantee you whether you'll live or die after the truth is revealed."

Tang Mengyao shrank back in fear, feeling like she had fallen into a huge pit. Seeing Han Junli mercilessly leave her a cold figure, she scolded an eighteen generations of her ancestors from the bottom of her heart.

The next day, Tang Mengyao was fast asleep when she was awakened by a servant.

"Young Madam, the Young Master is waiting for you to have your meal."

Tang Mengyao got up angrily and shouted, "If he wants to eat, then eat!

The servant was also at a loss as to what to do with his harsh tone. He felt that this young madam was not easy to serve and he trembled in fear. However, he still reminded her conscientiously and responsibly.

"Young Master said that you would all return to the ancestral home together later."

Tang Mengyao sat up, without wearing her shoes, she rushed down the stairs. Looking at Han Junli who was carefully chewing on his meal, he rejected right away.

"I don't want to go back."

Han Junli glanced at Tang Mengyao, who was at her feet. She wore a cotton cartoon pajamas, which were loosely worn on her body.

Han Junli could not help but start to teach his a lesson, "Look at you, what are you doing? If others see our Han Family's wife being like this, won't they laugh their teeth off? "

Tang Mengyao felt Han Junli's disdainful gaze from over, so he lowered his head and looked at himself. I don't think there's anything wrong with that?

She took a glance at it and said with disdain, "I'm just like this. If you're not satisfied and don't like it, you can change." She still didn't want to be the Han Family's young mistress?