Although it was already very late, after coming out of the secondary bedroom, Han Jingnian didn’t imdiately go to the master bedroom to shower and prepare for sleep. Instead, he first entered the study and opened the bookcase. After moving a stack of books aside, he revealed a safe embedded in the wall.
He entered the password and waited for the safe to unlock; then, Han Jingnian took out a thick stack of docunts from inside. He briefly flipped through them, then sat down at the desk and took a piece of white paper. He wrote and drew on it for a while before picking up his phone and making a call to Zhang Te, "Have Lawyer Zhang co to my office tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Han Jingnian put the paper, which was written on for more than half a page, and the docunts back into the safe. Just when he was closing the door, he spotted a bag and a piece of paper.
His movents paused for a mont, then he reached back into the safe, taking out the paper and the bag.
The paper was the one he had unintentionally found at ho after she left.
He had long since morized the words written on that crumpled piece of paper, but he still diligently read it over once more. After finishing, he opened her bag.
It was her bag, the one that she hadn’t managed to smash through his car window, which he had soone else break and casually steal from his car... Fearing that she would discover the bag in his possession, he had hidden it here.
Her bag was sowhat cluttered—a small mirror, wallet, lipstick, mascara, tissues, chewing gum... and also a small tal box.
Han Jingnian held the tal box in his palm, turning it a couple of tis, then casually pried it open.
He thought there was so treasure hidden inside that Xia Wan’an carried with her, but to his surprise, it only contained several slips of paper of different sizes.
He casually picked up one and saw his own handwriting, "No password, unlimited, Han Jingnian."
And on the back of that slip, in her handwriting, "Han Jingnian, I miss you a lot."
"There’s porridge in the pot, rember to drink it when you wake up," "Han Jingnian, how have you been lately?"
"Breakfast is in the thermal box.", "Han Jingnian, I just realized now that there is a deep love that involves not contacting, yet desperately thinking of you."
"Happy anniversary, Han Jingnian.", "Han Jingnian, I now like sleeping more because in my dreams, I can et you without any inhibitions. I also dreamt that I... am pregnant."
Han Jingnian’s hand trembled, and the slip of paper gently fluttered from his fingers onto the table, echoing in his ears were the words Song Youman once told him, "She couldn’t let you sacrifice the world for him... Rather than saying she doesn’t acknowledge you because of that recorder, it’s more because of you..."
It took a long while before Han Jingnian’s gaze fell upon the desktop. He stared at the phrase "I also dreamt that I... am pregnant" for a while then lightly blinked, turning his gaze toward the window.
A heart’s ailnt must be cured by heart’s dicine, mustn’t it?
He would, in his own way, let her know that she was the most important in his life.
...
Since they needed to find out who the person behind the scenes was, Xia Wan’an would eventually return to Han Family Enterprises with the support of AllureLove.
It had been over four months since her last ti at Han Family Enterprises. Although she now used a new na, her position hadn’t changed; she was still the chief designer of Han Family Enterprises.
Ti flew swiftly. Before she knew it, she had been in Han Family Enterprises for a month. During this month, she always felt that Han Jingnian looked at her as if harboring so story, but Han Jingnian was too inscrutable. Whenever she tried to delve deeper, she would feel as if she were mistaken.
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