"Nothing," Mrs. Han ca back to her senses and casually changed the subject, "Do you feel like Miss Xia seems very familiar?"
Zhang Mama shook her head, "Not at all, Madam, why would you have such a feeling?"
Mrs. Han didn’t speak further, but her heart was filled with doubts.
Han Jingnian, she practically raised him herself; his nature, she knew best. Once Jingnian was set on sothing, it was for life.
That’s why, after An’an’s accident, she was so worried about him. Deep down, she really didn’t want to introduce any new girls to Jingnian, but as his grandmother, she couldn’t ignore her own grandson...
When she had first seen that girl nad Xia Wanwan in the office, a mysterious sense of kinship had risen from the depths of her heart, reminiscent of the first ti she saw Xia Wan’an... That feeling... a sense that, at first glance, she belonged to the Han Family.
Now, thinking it over, Jingnian, who was usually so reserved, treated Wanwan so kindly... which was peculiar in itself. Could it be... An’an hadn’t died at all? Or to say... that Xia Wanwan was An’an?
At this thought, Mrs. Han’s body involuntarily shook, "Could it be?"
Zhang Mama thought Mrs. Han was unsteady and quickly reached out to support her, "What’s the matter, Madam?"
Mrs. Han hesitated, then after a mont, shook her head and replied, "Nothing, perhaps I’ve been out too long, I’m old, my strength isn’t holding up."
It was better not to casually speak of her own suspicions; if word got out, it could once again bring lethal harm to An’an... Better to do less than to ddle; if Xia Wanwan truly was An’an, then her living safely under another identity might well be a blessing.
...
After Mrs. Han had left, Han Jingnian didn’t even glance at Su Ying; he looked straight at Xia Wan’an, "Why did you suddenly co over?"
"While I was shopping nearby, I bought so trendy milk tea and thought to bring so over for you..." Xia Wan’an opened the packaging bag on the table, took out a cup of milk tea, and handed it to Jingnian.
Jingnian took the milk tea without hesitation and took a sip.
Watching this scene, Su Ying suddenly rembered that during their first al together, when she had actively offered him a piece of sweet and sour pork rib, he politely, yet distantly, said, "Thank you, I don’t eat sweets."
So, it wasn’t that he didn’t eat sweets, but that he didn’t eat sweets given by anyone other than her.
While Su Ying was stunned, Assistant Zhang Te approached her with a smile, "Director Su, do you have any other work-related matters to report?"
Without Mrs. Han as her so-called pillar, Su Ying dared not be presumptuous in front of Jingnian. So when Assistant Zhang Te asked her this, she imdiately shook her head, "No, none."
"If not, then Director Su, please return to your own workstation. Also, Director Su, when eting with President Han, one should schedule an appointnt in advance. Since this is your first offense, this is just a reminder, but next ti you co to the office, please make sure to rember to book an appointnt in advance." Assistant Zhang Te spoke in his usual gentle tone, subtly showing her the door, "Finally, Director Su, please make your way out at your leisure."
Su Ying could hear the warning in Assistant Zhang Te’s words. She pursed her lips, said nothing, and swiftly left Han Jingnian’s office.
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