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This sentence was good as long as she didn't say it. After saying it, Little Xuan was filled with grief. She wholeheartedly wanted to make friends with Han Yi'er, but she was rejected repeatedly. Now that she was the Young Mistress, she was afraid that the word "friend" didn't have any affinity with her.

"Don't spout nonsense, Young Mistress and I are not friends."

The maid's voice faintly drifted into Yun AoTian's ears, he had indeed turned completely abnormal. Looking at Han Yi'er's uncomprehending gaze, he returned to his cold expression: "Eat more, you have to help me carry the things in a while, so that you won't have the strength to do so!"

These words caused the surrounding maids to feel greatly disappointed. Was it because the young master wanted to bring food to the young mistress that he wanted her to carry things up? How could this be?

However, Han Yi'er did not complain at all. After all, she was already used to it. There were too many expectations and countless losses. Now, she no longer had any expectations …

After breakfast, Han Yi'er changed into a fresh set of clothes and left the villa with Yun Ao Tian.

This was their first trip together, and Han Yi'er had no idea where they were going.

As he drove on, passing by a small road near the villa, a scene from a few days ago surfaced in Yun AoTian's mind.

At that time, Han Yi'er had both hands on the car door as she begged, begging. She was just a bystander with no mercy.

It wasn't until she fell down and saw the bloodstains on her face that she regained some of her rationality. Yet, when she felt that her stubbornness was similar to that of Li Yi'er, how excessive had she done?

If she could reverse the flow of time, if she could return to that scene, would she be able to stop the car and take care of her?

Yun AoTian regretted …

Passing by this road once, he would think of the scene of her following the car. Every time he thought of that scene, he would feel endless self-blame!

Only now did he realize that when he was hurting her, he was also getting hurt …

What could he salvage? What can be made up for? Time can never be reversed...

"Be careful!"

Han Yi'er's cry of alarm brought Yun AoTian back to his senses. A speeding car charged out from the crossroads, just as he was about to collide with his own car.

With a "zi" sound, he stepped on the brake, the tire was still spinning rapidly on the slippery road. Due to the force of the impact, Yun AoTian leaned forward, while Han Yi'er sat firmly on the passenger seat, because …

The moment he stepped on the brakes, Yun AoTian's first move was to reach out and block her in front of him to ensure that she wouldn't be thrown out by the inertia …

As the car gradually came to a halt, the atmosphere in the car suddenly froze …

Looking at the arm in front of her, Han Yi'er's heart, which was full of cracks, started to slowly heal …

In such a chaotic situation, what was the power that had caused Yun AoTian to think of protecting Han Yi'er at the first possible moment? Was it unintentional or intentional? And who was the woman that came to mind the moment he reached out his hand?

"Are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

The two of them spoke at the same time. Han Yi'er was still in a state of shock and concern as she looked at Yun AoTian, while Yun Ao Tian's tone of voice had clearly become a lot calmer …

Staring at each other, his deep eyes reflected only Han Yi'er …

The only reflection of her charming eyes was Yun AoTian …

They could only look at each other. They were deeply attracted by each other's eyes …

He had never looked at her eyes so carefully before, and only now did he realize that her eyes weren't that similar to his …

He slowly removed the arm that was in front of her. Looking at her pale face, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand …

He wanted to give her some warmth, wanted to tell her not to be afraid.

However, the big hand he extended caused the panicking Han Yi'er to be at a complete loss. Her heart was in complete chaos …

Escape?

But why was his body unable to move?

It was as if they were waiting for him to comfort them and for him to take care of them …

It was just like the first time they had met, feeling his warmth …

"Thump thump thump thump!" The sound of the glass being knocked against the window broke the harmonious atmosphere.

Yun AoTian's extended hand paused in midair, slowly retracting it, as if he was unwilling to accept this outcome.

He turned around and rolled down the glass, coldly describing the man who had broken this atmosphere.

"Sir, I'm sorry, there's ice on the road. I didn't stop the brake and gave you trouble. How do you want to solve this?"

"Forget it, nothing happened." Yun AoTian replied to the man outside with an elegant demeanor.

"Thank you, thank you." The man nodded.

"I'm fine!"

Han Yi'er, who was in the car, seemed to be unable to hear anything as she looked out the window. The blue sky was filled with white clouds. It was so peaceful and peaceful, yet why was her heart in such a mess?

Was it only his caring actions that disturbed her?

Han Yi'er let out a small sigh as she continued to suppress her heart, which had not throbbed for a long time …

Rolling up the car window, the atmosphere was so tense that it would never return. Yun AoTian looked out the window at Han Yi'er and gently asked: "Are you scared now?"

"No …" She faintly shook her head and returned to her usual indifference …

The car drove on again, but neither of the two people in it could forget what they had just seen in each other's eyes …

About half an hour later, the car was parked in front of the Far East department store.

The department store is owned by Pynchon International and is aimed at high-end consumers in the city.

Since all the rich people use cars to travel, and they don't have the time to go shopping in the Walking Street, this kind of parking to facilitate a line of fully branded shopping malls is undoubtedly the best place for the rich people to shop.

Leading brands such as Louis Vuitton, Versace, BossHugo, Valentino, Dior, and Prada, for example, have everything to say. The real attraction is that as long as popular styles in Europe and the United States are available, they can be sold immediately, so there's no need for rich people to go shopping abroad.

But who is the president here has always been a mystery...

Far East's General Store had become a listed company in just a year's time. It had also introduced first-rate international brand clothing and rented the most prosperous building in the country. The strength of the CEO wasn't average, but in the business world, he had never shown himself. Or was it for some other reason?

After parking the car, Yun Ao Tian and Han Yi'er headed towards the main entrance of the market.

"They're selling flowers, they're selling flowers …" A young boy about six or seven years old shouted while holding a few flowers in his thin clothes.