They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Jiang Han stood in the corridor, his mind in turmoil.

I desperately need a cigarette to calm my nerves.

Just around the corner, there's a sign for a smoking room not far away.

He strode over, took out a cigarette pack from his pocket, and lit one.

The lighter clicked and ignited.

hiss - huh -

The smoke slowly dissipated in the enclosed space.

Jiang Han began to recall all the clues related to Song Wanning during his trip.

We met on the plane first.

The atmosphere was fairly normal, even a little ambiguous.

After landing and exiting the airport, she was given a ride by the hotel's car.

That makes sense, doesn't it? Caring for fellow countrymen while traveling abroad.

It saved her taxi fare, and more importantly, it provided convenience.

It is reasonable to let Song Wanning return to her own place.

The itinerary did not include a female companion.

Jiang Han is a man destined to fight on overseas battlefields; how could he bring along a burden?

Then he asked her to pick up Xiao Xiao.

If we exclude Wang Jing, Song Wanning was the only acquaintance he knew in Paris.

It might be a bit much, but there really wasn't a better option at the time.

Finally, there was our encounter in the lobby when we returned to the hotel last night.

Jianghan was shrouded in mist, diligently sorting out any details that might have been overlooked.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead.

From Song Wanning's perspective, everything might be a completely different story.

When I got off the plane, I took a Rolls-Royce to the Ritz-Carlton, but they wouldn't let me in.

What's the difference between this and bringing her to a hotel in China but not inviting her into the room?

They always leave women hanging.

As for picking up Xiao Xiao, was it taken as a provocation?

For example, I may look down on you, but that doesn't stop me from ordering you around.

Or go pick up another woman for me!

Jiang Han cried out in his heart that he was wronged.

He is now almost certain.

Last night, Song Wanning saw him enter the hotel lobby with the twins.

The ambiguous atmosphere on the plane, the cold reception at the Ritz gate, and Xiao Xiao's errands.

Multiple factors combined.

Together they set Song Wanning off.

Jiang Han stubbed out his cigarette and walked out of the smoking room.

Following the room number Xiao Xiao gave us, we found the second to last room at the end of the corridor.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Coming, coming! Who is it?"

A melodious voice drifted from inside the room, instantly soothing the listener.

"it's me."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door was flung open.

The first thing that catches the eye is the quirky and clever Xiao Xiao.

She changed into a Japanese-style JK uniform for autumn and winter.

A dark blue sailor suit paired with a beige knitted cardigan, with a red bow at the neckline.

She wore a high-waisted pleated mini skirt with thick black tights underneath.

Overall, they look very energetic.

They are no different from freshmen who have just come out of the university classroom.

"Hahaha, Jiang Han, didn't expect that, did you?"

"I'm fucking here!"

Xiao Xiao put her left hand on her hip, pointed her right index finger at herself, and raised her chin slightly.

Her twin ponytails swung over her shoulders with the movement, and the tuft of hair on her head stood up high.

Funny actions paired with exaggerated expressions.

It looks exactly like a smug little squirrel.

Jiang Han's slightly depressed mood eased a little.

To be honest, Xiao Xiao's personality is indeed easy to get along with.

They laugh when they're happy and get angry when they're unhappy; they never hide anything.

She bears some resemblance to Lin Yaoyao.

He speaks bluntly and often utters sharp and outspoken remarks; he is unpretentious in his conduct and actions.

They are completely different from workplace elites like Liu Meng and Xia Yutong.

There's no need to guess what she's thinking; it's all written on her face.

Jiang Han extended his right hand and gently flicked Xiao Xiao's forehead.

"How can such a young girl use such foul language? Who taught her that?"

"I learned it from you!"

Xiao Xiao blinked her big, bright eyes and spoke with a confident and righteous tone.

Jiang Han was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was indeed the one who led the way.

In the past, Xiao Xiao would at most say "damn it".

Now he just swears.

Jiang Han stepped into the room and slumped onto the sofa.

Although the system gave him a super-specialized physique, which spared him from physical exertion.

But there is still psychological fatigue.

Jiang Han leaned back on the sofa, his muscles gradually relaxing.

Xiao Xiao ran over and sat down next to him, her petite body nestled against his arm.

She nestled beside me like a little bird, her hands folded on her knees.

Legs together, sitting obediently.

Wearing a JK uniform, she looks like a little girl listening to her teacher's lecture.

"President Jiang, how elegant!"

"Someone secretly went to Paris to watch a fashion show."

Xiao Xiao tilted her head, her pigtails slipping down her shoulders, a knowing smile on her lips.

"Of course. If the company wants to expand into the international market, I, as the chairman, must personally take charge and pave the way in advance."

Jiang Han is talking nonsense with a straight face.

"You think I'd believe that? You're kidding me!"

Xiao Xiao stuck out her tongue and narrowed her eyes into the shape of Anya.

As it got closer, the dog's nose brushed against the cuff and it took several deep sniffs.

Several mixed perfume scents immediately filled my nostrils.

Her guess was proven on the spot.

"Which honest guy could possibly steal all my best friends away?"

"My best friends are all like big sisters to me!"

"General Jiang has a good appetite!"

"Five at home aren't enough? Why do you have to run all this way to steal food?"

"Is it really that delicious? Take me to try it!"

"I can smell it, it's pungent!"

Jiang Han couldn't help but want to laugh.

Miss Xiao is still the same Miss Xiao, but she speaks too rudely.

This contrasts sharply with the well-behaved and adorable JK uniform girl in front of her.

Despite having an innocent-looking, childlike face, he spouts out thunderous quotes.

Jiang Han crossed his arms and said, "Okay, okay, you're right."

"I am lecherous and I like to play around."

"Then let me ask you, why did you come here?"

"I...I...I..."

Xiao Xiao's tongue got tied on the spot, and she stammered for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

The confidence he had just displayed in his accusations vanished instantly.

Her cheeks flushed at a visible speed.

She knows it perfectly well.

The purpose and motive of this trip were impure; it was a blatant act of home invasion.

But at the last minute, Xiao Xiao didn't know how to start the conversation.

You can't exactly say something as corny as "Jiang Han, I've got my eye on you," can you?

Who is Xiao Xiao? She's the most mischievous one in her group of girlfriends.

How can we fall into the trap of clichés?

The room remained quiet for a while.

Xiao Xiao took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

"Close your eyes first."

"ha?"

"Just shut up when I tell you to."

Jiang Han didn't understand the situation, but he did as instructed anyway.

When you close your eyes, your other senses become exceptionally sharp.

He heard the slight rustling of the sofa cushions as Xiao Xiao adjusted her posture.

A short while later, a furry little head nudged against my chest.

Strands of hair brushed against her collarbone through her shirt.

A tuft of hair brushed against his chin, tickling Jianghan.

He patted Xiao Xiao's head: "What are you doing? Are you done yet?"

The next sentence left an indelible mark on Jiang Han's life.

"Brother-in-law, don't open your eyes, it's my sister."