They surrounded me right after the breakup.

For a fleeting moment.

Jiang Han felt that Song Wanning had simply vented all her resentment in a different way.

She really knows how to dance.

walk slowly!

Let's see your performance first.

After half an hour.

The situation has changed.

The true king always makes his grand entrance as the finale.

[Martial Arts: Rhythm of War]

[Martial Arts Skill: Deadly Tempo]

In the darkness, Song Wanning bit her lip.

She finally realized that what she thought was the end was just the beginning.

Song Wanning's fingernails dug into Jiang Han's back muscles, pinning him to the spot.

She reached out to find something to hold onto, but her hand was pulled back as soon as it touched the edge of the cabinet.

……

Song Wanning didn't know when she fell asleep.

My last memory is of clutching the bedsheet, the pillow falling to the floor.

She vaguely heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and then someone turned her over.

I used a hot towel to wipe her face and neck.

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as lead.

When I woke up again, the sunlight streaming through the gap in the curtains was already blindingly bright.

Song Wanning tried to turn over.

My body felt like it had been taken apart and then barely put back together.

The muscles on the inside of my thighs are protesting with every movement.

She tried to sit up, supporting herself on the mattress, but as soon as she touched the edge of the bed, she swayed to the side.

My lower body is completely weak, and my lower back aches as if I've been beaten.

Song Wanning tried again, her arms trembling.

Jiang Han came out from inside, having changed into a clean shirt, and was buttoning up his cuffs.

He saw Song Wanning propping herself up on the edge of the bed and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay, I'll be fine after a while."

Jiang Han leaned against the bathroom door frame and watched her for a moment.

He walked over, picked up the towel that had fallen to the ground, and draped it over her shoulders.

"Lie still and don't move."

"I can get up."

She stubbornly tried to hold on, but as soon as her legs touched the ground, she slid down.

His knee hit the carpet with a dull thud.

Jiang Han reached out and picked her up, putting her back on the bed.

"I told you to lie still and not move."

Song Wanning buried her face in the pillow.

"I won't be stubborn anymore."

"What did you say?"

A muffled sound came from under the pillow.

"It's nothing, I'm just saying I'm stupid."

Jiang Han reached out and removed the pillow from Song Wanning's head.

I handed him an unopened bottle of mineral water from the bedside table, unscrewed the cap, and passed it over.

Song Wanning took the drink and drank a couple of sips, then choked and coughed several times.

"that…"

Song Wanning pulled the blanket up, leaving only her eyes exposed.

She suddenly felt that the weight that had been hanging over her for days had finally been lifted.

Whether the landing posture was what she wanted is another matter.

"We're even now, aren't we?"

Jiang Han was fastening his belt when he heard this and stopped.

"Once you've done everything I asked, the matter is considered closed."

Song Wanning stared at his back, hesitated for a long time before finally voicing her doubts.

There's something I don't understand.

"Hmm, you said?"

"You almost ruined both me and Chen Xing because of Qiu Siyao."

"In the end, she turned around and spent the whole night with me in the hotel."

"I don't believe it's just an act."

"You...you...you..."

"What about me?" Jiang Han asked with a smile.

"Hmph! Does your girlfriend know how hard you're working outside?"

"Hahaha!"

"So, Mr. Jiang, what kind of person are you exactly?"

"Is he a domineering CEO who fights the world for love, or a hypocrite who says one thing but does another?"

Jiang Han responded with an "oh".

You know what?

Song Wanning's self-summary is very accurate.

Humans always have two sides.

Jiang Han is fiercely protective of his own; he truly can't stand seeing his woman being bullied.

It's also true that some men and women don't take initiative or take responsibility in their relationships.

But that doesn't stop him from taking every woman who genuinely accepts him seriously.

Jiang Han explained, "This has nothing to do with what kind of person I am."

"It depends on whether it's worth it."

"Clearly, my Yao Yao is worth my effort."

Song Wanning raised her head, defiantly asking, "And what about me?"

"Um?"

"You're overthinking it!"

Song Wanning gripped the corner of the blanket, trembling all over, and it took her several seconds to speak again.

"Just because I'm not a virgin?"

"Congratulations, you're right! The most important reason is that I don't like women who have been touched by other people."

"I'm rich and powerful, can't I eat something good?"

Song Wanning retorted playfully, "You didn't seem to complain last night either!"

"That's different. I can still tell the difference between home and outside."

Song Wanning stared at Jiang Han.

This person is so utterly despicable that she can't even find a reason to hate him.

She suddenly felt a little envious of Qiu Siyao.

She envied the other person for having that completely unreserved side of the man.

"I still don't understand. Can't you make up some reason to comfort me?"

"For example, my personality isn't good enough, or we're not a good match."

"If I had to pick a reason, it would be one that I couldn't change."

"Making up excuses is too tiring," Jiang Han flicked his cigarette ash. "I'm too lazy to bother."

"Are you too lazy to put in the effort, or do you think I'm not worth your effort?"

"I think so."

"Hehe, you're not pretending at all."

Jiang Han: "What's there to pretend about? I'm just this kind of person."

"Qiu Siyao gave me everything, she deserves to enjoy it."

"What, you're not convinced?"

Song Wanning lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

When she looked up again, there were tears in her eyes, and her lips twitched.

"I have nothing to be dissatisfied with."

Song Wanning threw off the covers, got out of bed, and bent down to pick up her clothes from the floor.

With her back to him, she pulled the sundress over her head and zipped it up from her waist to her armpits.

The movements were much more nimble than before.

"What are you planning to do next?" Jiang Han's voice came from behind.

"Record an apology video first, then disband the fan group."

"Then go to Pudong Development Bank to find Ms. Qiu and compensate her in person."

"I will fulfill each and every one of your conditions."

Song Wanning turned around: "Don't worry, I won't have any unrealistic fantasies."

"It won't cause you any extra trouble."

"Good to know."

Jiang Han understood what she meant.

Song Wanning would not mention what happened last night in front of Qiu Siyao.

Clearly, she was overthinking it.

Jiang Han was very curious if Song Wanning knew he was at his house.

What would you think if there were four other women like Qiu Siyao?

Song Wanning went to the entrance to change her shoes, and her movements were still a little stiff when she bent over.

She straightened up, leaning on the shoe cabinet, her eyes slightly upturned.

But the stubbornness and resentment of last night were gone.

All that remains is something that brings a sense of peace after accepting one's fate.

"President Jiang, you're a very contradictory person, you know that?"

"Ruthless enough, ruthless enough to kill someone."

"That's so real, so blatantly scummy."

Jiang Han laughed: "I'll take that as a compliment."

"I guess so..."

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you."

"Zhou Haidong is actually in a tough spot. If I fail, Chenxing will collapse."

"You're the big boss, you know more about this than I do."