The Secret of Misfortune and Love

Nangongxue was tongue-tied, wondering if it was really Mr. Han in front of her?Why does it feel like a knave?By the way, when we first met Han Ling, he was indeed domineering and unruly, but later he was too gentle and doting on himself so that people forgot his essence, which was completely opposite to this gentle and handsome face, and he did not forget Mr. Han With one foot on the underworld, he is not a pure businessman like Jos.

Nangongxue followed, "How dare you!"

"Try if I dare!"

"Don't force me to hate you." Nangong Xue gritted her teeth.

"You already hate me now." Mr. Han spread his hands indifferently, and then reached out to pull him into his arms, letting him struggle.

"How can you let Jos go?" Nangong Xue calmed down and decided to bargain with him.

"What should I do?" Mr. Han pondered, then hooked his fingers at Nangongxue, "Yes!"

Nangongxue approached in disgust, and a wolf kiss was imprinted on his face. He glared angrily, and Mr. Han laughed out loud.

"You are so interesting?"

Mr. Han pushed the man out of his arms, and the driver's seat was a little crowded. "Xue'er, you can see which side Jos will choose between his wife, children and you."

Nangongxue was silent for a while, "Even if he chooses a wife and children, I can understand."

"Hehe, Xue'er is so generous. If that's the case, why can't you come back to me?"

"Although I'm not sure which side Jos will choose, but you, Han Ling, chose Mr. Cheng Shang, and you want me to die."

This matter is a pimple that will never get over, and every time it is brought up to talk about it, it is a blow to Mr. Han.

"I will only choose you in the future, okay?"

"Why should I trust you? Besides, isn't there an old saying in China that once you're overwhelmed, you can't get it back? How do you mend a broken heart?"

Mr. Han nodded, "Well, Xueer's Chinese level is really getting better and better. Let's not talk about it. I can let Jos go. Let's go and fill my stomach with me first."

In the restaurant, the two of them ordered a lot of food. Nangongxue didn't have much appetite, but Mr. Han ate deliciously, but...

"When did you become left-handed?" Nangongxue frowned, and Mr. Han's right hand was obviously not as flexible as before.

He suddenly remembered that frightening and heart-piercing night. Mr. Han stood in front of him and Jos, insisting that he keep his heart, but Jos shot him in the right shoulder.

Mr. Han didn't answer, he just chewed his food in a satisfied mood.

"I'm asking you something."

Mr. Han put down his fork and swallowed the pasta, "I always thought you were dead, but after knowing that you are not dead, I realized that this world is so beautiful, the sunshine is so good, um, the food is so good."

"Why are you so out of tune?" Nangongxue felt that she was becoming more and more unable to communicate with Mr. Han, and she didn't understand why she was so infatuated with him before.

"Give me your hand." Mr. Han wiped his mouth with a tissue, then took a sip of fruit juice and asked Nangongxue.

"Why, don't." Nangong Xue didn't have a good face.

"Why are you so awkward now?" Mr. Han was upset, "give me your hand."

"No." Nangong Xue turned her face away.

"You don't want me to let jos go, do you?" Threatening again, despicable.

"You..." Nangongxue was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do, and then reluctantly stretched out his left hand to Han Ling.

"Right hand." Han Ling ordered.

Nangong Xuebuyi was dragged by Mr. Han, held his right hand, and stroked the hideous scar on his wrist, "Does it still hurt?"

There was a sudden pain in his heart, he raised his head slightly, forced back the warmth overflowing from his eyes, turned his face away and did not answer.

Some injuries, the pain has long since disappeared, and some injuries will never heal.

"I won't hurt you again in the future, I won't hurt you again, and I won't lie to you."

Tears finally fell down uncontrollably, and the grievance could not be dealt with, Nangongxue stretched out her arms to cover her eyes, sobbing.

The man broke away from his hand, then licked away his tears, and pulled him around the table into his arms.

"Bill already knows that you are still alive and is coming to Dubai, let's pick him up this afternoon." Han Ling pinched the nose of the man in his arms lovingly.

Mentioning bill, Nangongxue cleared up her sadness, "I met Dr. Xilan here."

"Ang, that's just right." Mr. Han was thinking about something.

Nangongxue temporarily forgot the depression and grievances in her stomach, and defended Mr. Bill, "Dr. Xilan is with his wife. It seems that Miss Alyssa is pregnant. The two are very sweet."

"Come on, eat the food, let's go to the airport to pick up Bill." Mr. Han's hand twisted around Xue Xue's waist.

The latter realized that he was still in the man's arms, got up quickly, blushed, and glared at Mr. Han reproachfully, "Stay away from me."

A piece of beef was handed to his mouth, Nangongxue stared for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth, took it and ate it.

Then the right hand was pulled away again, "Oh, I said, are you finished? How can I eat when you hold my hand? I'm not like you. I can use my left hand so fluently. I thought you were left-handed."

Before he finished complaining, he stopped talking, staring at the diamond ring on the ring finger of his right hand, he raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Han at a loss.

The man smiled slightly, put his index finger against his nose, and opened his mouth into one sentence: No more, leave it behind.

In fact, my heart is very contradictory, do you say you don't love?impossible!Say love?dare not.

Nangongxue looked at the ring that finally came back to her after several twists and turns, and her heart was complicated. She used to refuse to let go even if she died because of it, but she almost lost her life because of it.

Maybe this is the true knowledge of the cheap bone?

Mr. Han looked up at the sky, tightly holding the awkward-looking young man behind him with one hand, obviously in a good mood.

That handsome Canadian young man appeared in the departure hall and walked straight to this side. Mr. Han waved to him. Mr. Bill had a proud face and fought with Mr. Han. How do you feel? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, but he’s a lot more handsome, but he’s not as white as before. Dubai is a good place, but it’s easy to turn into an Indonesian monkey.”

Mr. Bill is still so long-winded, but Nangongxue is also very happy to see this handsome Canadian guy with a poisonous tongue. After all, he also treated himself sincerely in the past.

At this time, another figure rushed over in a hurry, a porter with big bags and small bags, finally saw the head in the luggage bag, Nangongxue was surprised, "Mr. Hans, why are you here too?"

Nangongxue doesn't have a deep friendship with Hans. On the contrary, he has a good friendship with his cousin, Dr. Xilan, but Dr. Xilan and Mr. Bill...

This handsome German doctor who looked somewhat similar to Dr. Xi Lan spread his hands and pointed to the impatient Bill with his chin, "I was worried that he would be alone, so I followed."

"Go to Nima, the German guy Fassi-ss, you were still breastfeeding under the cow when I was traveling around, I need you to worry about me?" Mr. Bill was very fierce to Dr. Hans, everyone could see , He put part of his grievances against Dr. Xilan on Mr. Hans.

Mr. Hans had a good temper and refused to argue with him. Instead, he chatted with Nangongxue for some useless things. Mr. Bill was so angry that his teeth itch, but obviously, Mr. Hans is not as domineering and coaxing as his cousin His methods are profound, and he is obviously an honest and dull surgeon. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the undisguised distress and admiration in his eyes for Mr. Bill.

"Let's go to dinner together." Bill called.

Mr. Han didn't show any face at all, "Xiaoxue and I have already eaten alone, the hotel has set it up for you, here are the keys and room cards, the address is xxxx, you can eat alone, I will accompany Xiaoxue for a stroll."

"Shopping fart, you have been here for so many days and haven't had enough shopping? Look at the aboriginal women on the street, all of them are wrapped up with only eyes left, and they don't look greasy. Let's go shopping together After eating, watch me eat."

Nangongxue was speechless, Mr. Bill really hasn't changed at all.

When Nangongxue told Mr. Han what he thought, Mr. Han just shook his head and smiled. He said that Bill is not like this. The current Bill is just covering his heart with a layer of indifference and happiness. Yes, Bill I feel that the episode with Dr. Xi Lan is a shame.

Maybe Nangong Xue was right. In the face of relationships, Mr. Bill is probably not as decisive as he is at work.

"Okay, you two go to eat quickly, go to the hotel to rest after eating, and go to have fun together at night." After speaking, Mr. Han pulled Nangongxue and left without looking back. Is this also called picking up the airport?

"Where are you taking me?" Nangongxue shook off Han Ling's hand. He hadn't decided whether to forgive him or not.

"Go back to the hotel first, let's go to the party together tonight." Mr. Han stopped and turned his head to look at him.

Nangong Xue turned her face away, she didn't really want the two of them to be alone, and a place like a hotel was too ambiguous.

"We have come to this point, why can't you let me go, you can just pretend that I have never appeared before, I know that I was wrong when I insisted on breaking into your life, but now, I just I just want to live a good life with jos, isn't that okay?"

The man's face darkened a little bit, and finally he took out a cigarette, lit it, and puffed it up, "You think so. Then have you thought about Jos's child? He is still so young, and his own father is just like a Men are mixed together, regardless of him and his mother, is the child pitiful?"

"Who will pity me?" Nangongxue stared at Han Ling, "Don't tell me some great truths."

Than pitiful, who is pitiful? After experiencing so much, his heart has been chopped into pieces long ago. He just wants a little warmth. Doesn't he have the right to do so? "Just think of me as selfish."

There was a look of pain on the man's face, and after a long time, he let out a long breath, "Then you can just treat me as an asshole, anyway, I won't let you leave me, let's go, let's end this topic first, until now." Hotel, I have something to tell you."