The turmoil was cald by his gentle explanation, and Lin Banxia couldn’t help but widen her eyes to look into the man’s eyes.
Eyes are the windows to the soul; through them, one can see his true heart.
Huo Yanting also gazed at her, noticing the lingering hint of uncertainty in her beautiful eyes.
He slightly tilted his face down, and his thin lips softly enveloped her tender lips.
The kiss ca suddenly!
Burning hot like fire.
Lin Banxia’s mind descended into chaos once again; she was utterly at a loss as to what feelings were surging within her heart.
At that mont, outside the pear garden on the main street, Qi Han was stationed with several bodyguards on guard duty.
Suddenly, he noticed a man sneakily erge from a car.
The man had a DSLR cara hanging from his chest and walked to the door of a nearby shop. Then, he suddenly raised the cara and began photographing sothing in the direction of the pear garden.
Qi Han’s expression turned cold as he imdiately walked toward the man.
"What are you doing?" Qi Han forcefully snatched the DSLR cara from the man’s hands.
"Hey, sir! What are you doing? I’m a docuntary photographer!" The man imdiately began indignantly introducing himself.
Qi Han had already turned on the cara and flipped through a few photos. The pictures turned out to be of several cars parked outside the pear garden.
"A photographer? Why are you taking pictures of my boss’s cars?" Qi Han handed the cara to a nearby bodyguard, his face cold: "Get him!"
"Hey! What are you doing? Don’t be rough, let’s talk this out—let’s be civilized!" The man instantly lost his nerve, his face turning pale.
A bodyguard gave him a violent shove, sending him stumbling several steps.
In a narrow path beside the pear garden, Qi Han grabbed the man’s collar and interrogated him coldly, "Who sent you?"
"Sir, I truly was just passing by... I saw how beautiful the garden’s gate was and wanted to snap a few pictures... Did I do anything illegal?"
"Don’t want to tell the truth, huh? Fine. You two, teach him a proper lesson." Qi Han imdiately ordered the two burly bodyguards behind him.
The man saw two figures much sturdier and taller than himself, and his courage instantly evaporated. Terrified, he shouted, "No... don’t hit ! I’ll talk, I’ll talk, okay!"
Qi Han reached into his pocket, pulled out a recording device, and pressed it. His voice was icy: "Who is it?"
"It was Chu Tingting. She said she would give fifty thousand and told to follow the movents of Huo Family’s eldest young master. I swear I didn’t do anything worse—please let go!" The man confessed in fear.
"What else did she ask you to do?" Qi Han felt an extre sense of disappointnt toward Chu Tingting once again.
This woman truly didn’t understand her place. Did she really think she was the Huo Family’s young mistress?
Without even being officially engaged, she dared to send soone to spy on the young master’s movents—her audacity knew no bounds.
"Nothing... nothing else. She just asked to take a few photos or sothing." The man, scared nearly to death, didn’t dare lie.
"Hmph. If you dare to follow my boss again, it won’t just be a beating anymore!" Qi Han threatened coldly.
"What? You’re going to hit again?" The man instantly shrank like a frightened dog, and in the next mont, he was t with fists from the two bodyguards.
Qi Han stood nearby, smashing the man’s cara into pieces without hesitation.
The man, his face swollen like a pig, fled as if his life depended on it.
Lin Banxia was utterly dazed by the man’s kiss, her body weak and helpless.
Huo Yanting reached out to gently place his hand on her lower abdon: "Here—do you think there might already be my child?"
Lin Banxia felt the scalding heat of the man’s palm, and her face flushed instantly: "It’s impossible to know so soon. I searched online—it takes at least half a month to find out."
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