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Han Chen and Han Jing sat in the car, the car's seat was right in front of them. Naturally, it included the intimate relationship between Fu Huayong and Lin Da, out of reflex, Han Chen looked at him, and sure enough, there was another wave of rabbit's eyes.

What was he going to do with a weak sister?

Err, at that time, he was quite shocked, but thinking about his sister, B.Rabbit's personality, he felt relieved and said, "That's nothing. Big brother knew that you just didn't stand up straight and sway a bit."

"What are you doing?" Han Jing who was sitting in the front passenger seat suddenly reached out her hand to open the door, and immediately got out of the car. Luckily, Han Chen stopped him in time, "Now that you see the result, follow me home and don't mess around." There was a trace of panic in Han Chen's eyes. He was afraid that her sister would really do something.

But the worry in his eyes became even stronger, and he held Han Jing's hand tightly: "Brother, don't stop me, it took me so much effort to gather up my courage." Han Jing looked at the hand on his arm that was opened wide, as though he was looking at his own enemy, his gaze was as sharp as a blade.

No matter what Han Chen said today, he would not let it go, as he deeply frowned: "Impossible, no matter what I say today, I will not let you mess around."

As he spoke, the atmosphere sunk into awkwardness. Looking at Han Jing's eyes which were gradually becoming silent, Han Chen heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, it was only a sudden thought, and her tone also softened: "Listen to me, let's go home."

As he said that, he let go of the hand that was on Han Jing's arm and started the engine, and after a entanglement, Fu Huayong and Han Jing had long reached the other side of the road.

"Jing, are you crazy?!" Han Chen suddenly shouted, his face was filled with panic, he had gone crazy!

Just as the car was about to start moving, Han Jing suddenly bent down to open the door, and jumped down from the car in a hurry. Although the speed was not fast, but because of the urgency, Han Jing still had not unfastened her seat belt, and shouted out loud when she jumped out.

"Little Jing!" Han Chen was so anxious that he seemed to have lost his life, he jumped off the car like a madman. Xiao Jing, do not let anything happen to you, please do not let anything happen to you!

Unexpectedly, after getting off the car, he didn't see any trace of his sister. "Jing!" Han Chen wailed. Everyone looked at him as if he was a clown, causing Han Chen to clench his fists. Could it be that Fu Huayong was really that important to her?

Jumping off the car, how could he not be injured? Xiao Jing, you are really stubborn, your eyes landed on the car as Han Chen called Fu Huayong.

Since it was useless to stop him, then let him come.

Behind a dustbin, Han Jing tightly held onto her body and curled into a ball with all her might. His eyes looked at her flustered brother, and his clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

It was only until Han Chen got on the car and left Han Jing that she walked out, using his left hand to cover his right elbow, looking pained, and then looking at his fingertips, he realised that the moment he jumped out from the car, her heart had raced to her throat, his lips were still completely bloodless.

But seeing that Fu Huayong had disappeared, Han Jing chased after him.

"What?" After receiving the call from Han Chen, Fu Huayong's face was filled with surprise, but after that, he started to ponder. He did not expect Han Jing to actually be able to do such a thing.

"She'll definitely come looking for you. Help me take her to the hospital to treat her wounds."

"He's even injured?" Fu Huayong's frown deepened, but Lin Da, who was holding onto his arm, had a face full of unwillingness, as he whispered into his ear: "I'm just this unattractive, how can I make a phone call while we're together?" His delicate and careful posture made the man go crazy. The softness on his chest desperately rubbed up against it, "Aiya, don't say anymore and accompany me."

Han Chen listened intently to the woman's coquettish words. He was not the least bit surprised that a good friend was looking for a lover, but the situation was special: "Don't let Little Jing see the extreme situation and be afraid of her losing control."

"Got it."

In a corner that he did not know, Han Jing's eyes were filled with hatred. She must drive all the women away from Brother Fu Huayong's side.

Arriving at the door of the high class dining hall, Lin Da pulled Fu Huayong along as he walked in, his expression like a proud and arrogant peacock's, "Hello, may I ask if you two are here?" As soon as he walked through the door, a waiter came up to him and asked with a professional smile, pulling him into the distance with God.

"Both of you."

Under the guidance of the waiter, the two of them sat by the window, enjoying the view of the lights downstairs. The restaurant's environment was very elegant, exuding a simple Chinese breeze, every seat had a screen separating them, the air would give off a long fragrance, but it didn't seem like it, even the bowls and chopsticks on the table were made of wood.

"I've always liked Chinese culture, so I come here a lot." Lin Da looked around brightly, as if she loved him the way she said she would. Fu Huayong smiled faintly: "It's good that you like it."

It had nothing to do with him.

"May I ask what you two need?" The waiter had a hunched back and a menu laid out on his palm. Lin Da directly took the menu and read it without thinking.

"What do you think of this?" As if seeing a treasure, Lin Da placed the menu in front of Fu Huayong and asked excitedly.

Fu Huayong looked over and raised an eyebrow. Duck blood? Didn't foreigners dislike this kind of food?

However, when he saw the young lady's appearance, he knew that there was an exception. "It's good that you like it."

Eating with a woman had always been boring, Fu Huayong felt helpless. He turned his head and looked out the window, but unexpectedly, he could see Ning Jin appearing in his mind, causing him to frown. What happened to him? He shook his head imperceptibly for a moment before feeling better.

This position could be seen through to every corner, his eyes were unquestionably sweeping across, immediately his gaze stopped, was that Han Jing?

At the entrance to the dining room stood a girl with messy gray hair and a helpless, yet nameless determination in her small face. She held on to the other hand with one hand while a few traces of bright red hung on her white arm.