It was clearly a lie that a man said. Su Xuezhi knew this clearly.

But in her heart, a completely unfamiliar feeling came out.

It seemed like a warm stream slowly overflowing from a depth in her chest, spreading silently, all the way to her throat.

It's so stupid, it must be the vanity in her heart. After all, she is just a mortal.

Think about it, a man who is usually so arrogant and feels so wronged for a woman and is tortured. No matter how hard he is, he is afraid he will not be completely moved.

After the man finished speaking, he held the hand she had just broken free again, and slowly tightened his five fingers, preventing her from trying to stop her.

The slightly rough palm with thin calluses wrapped around her, the temperature was hot and burning the back of her hands.

Su Xuezhi seemed to have no strength on her body and could not move. She opened her eyes wide and watched the man's face slowly approaching her, getting closer and closer.

"Su Xuezhi, you obviously care about me and like me, right?"

A hypnotic gentle whisper rang in her ears.

God... How could there be such a beautiful man in the world who can say such gentle and lingering love words? No wonder so many women are willing to obey him...

This thought suddenly appeared in her mind.

Forget it, Miss Liu from the past, it should have been gone...

But, almost a week ago, he openly hangs out with Miss Tang in the hotel, causing such a big disturbance...

So, what is this doing.

I believe that a man who is used to hunting for beauty will be willing to surrender because of his unique charm, and then the prodigal son will turn back?

This is so fucking ridiculous.

The man looked full of forehead and was about to touch her eyebrows...

Su Xuezhi suddenly came to her senses, shivered, and suddenly rose.

"Okay, you've said enough! I'll say it again, I'm not interested in playing with you. Save some effort, don't do this with me!"

She didn't look at him anymore, and no longer stopped. She turned around and left the room and quickly returned to the room she was downstairs.

She climbed onto the bed and lay down, wishing she could leave here immediately at dawn.

Annoying places, annoying snow, and these annoying clothes with moisture on them.

Nothing is what she wants.

She closed her eyes and endured this long winter night. Suddenly, two soft knocks came from outside the door.

Because it was late at night, everything was silent, and it sounded very clear.

The sound stopped quickly and slowly, as if he was sure that the people in the door would definitely respond.

She ignored it.

But after a long time, based on intuition, she felt that the person outside the door had not left yet.

Finally, she sat up hatefully, lifted the quilt, turned on the light, walked over, opened the door halfway, and saw that he was still guarding the door frame, and stood for a while, and saw that she finally opened the door, stood up straight, faced her, and smiled.

"Don't be angry, I still have a few words. Although you are not interested in listening, I have to say it, otherwise I may not be able to sleep at night."

He explained softly, without waiting for her to respond, and then said, "The Miss Liu you first met in Tiancheng. She is the granddaughter of an old manager of my He family. My grandfather has kindness to my He family. I take care of her. Apart from this, I have nothing to do with her."

"Miss Cao, I met her very early. In Europe, I saved her by chance. The marriage was originally something I wanted, but now I quit."

"As for Miss Tang..."

He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead covered with his messy hair.

"I admit that on the night of the Fu party, I was stunned for a moment, but later, I regretted it. She helped me relax my back and came out, and I saw my sister and went down to find you. That's how it happened."

"There are no other women around me."

The man looked at her and said softly.

Su Xuezhi remained silent.

He waited for a moment.

"Okay! I think you have made up your mind and will leave tomorrow morning. I plan to go back to Tiancheng this year. I could have sent you back, but the day after tomorrow, I will go to Beiying to attend the military parade with the President to review the results of this year's winter training, and Wang Tingzhi's engagement, so I have to go and drink, so I really can't go back with you tomorrow."

He paused, looked at her, and saw that she had never spoken, a look of disappointment flashed through her eyes and nodded.

"Then that's it. Go to bed, I'll take you to the station tomorrow morning."

"When I finish my business, I will go to find you after I go back to Tiancheng."

He said good night to her quietly, then stretched out his hand and gently closed the door for her.

Accompanied by several sporadic low coughs, the footsteps gradually faded away and disappeared into my ears.

Su Xuezhi stood in front of the door for a long time, finally turned around, turned off the lights, and returned to the bed.

She lay down again, tossed and turned for a while, sat up, reached out her hand in the darkness, groped, touched the pajamas he sent, hooked them up, and then took off her own body and put them on.

The nightgown was very big and long, and the soft suede fabric silently attached to her skin, warm and dry. Su Xuezhi seemed to smell a faint smell mixed with sandalwood and body soap.

Not annoying. It seems to be a little... good.

She lay down again, huddled in the clothes and bed, and finally felt much more comfortable. She closed her eyes and, accompanied by the lingering breath, she fell asleep listening to the occasional rustling snow sounds coming from the window.

I had a good sleep. The next morning, she woke up and the clothes she had hung up last night had dried. After washing, she packed up and walked out.

The room was on the left side of the first floor, passing through a porch, turning around, and the living room. When she was about to arrive, she saw He Hanzhu.

She got up very early. He was dressed earlier than her, facing her side, sitting on a sofa in the living room, lowering his head slightly, and flipping through the newspaper in his hand.

Su Xuezhi's heart hopped slightly and his steps stopped.

He Ma was holding something in her hand and was coming out of the kitchen opposite. When she saw her, she greeted her warmly: "Young Master Su, are you getting up? Why are you standing? Are you hungry? Come and have breakfast!"

Su Xuezhi hurriedly walked out as if nothing had happened.

He turned his face and saw her. He immediately put down the newspaper and stood up, and walked towards her.

"Are you up?"

He greeted her and watched her.

He has returned to his usual appearance in front of others. Today he is wearing casual clothes, a tailor-fitted vest, a tie, and a tight cufflink of his shirt. His hair is neat, and his face is no longer as ill as last night's, and his spirited look.

Su Xuezhi couldn't help but think of all the things that happened last night.

The man who ran away in the middle of the night and returned, and the man who had scoundrelly pestered her and said so many things seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

She suddenly felt a little dreamy, and felt that last night was not as real as it was, it seemed like a dream.

She avoided his gaze, nodded, and followed He Ma into the restaurant.

He Ma brought two steaming steamers and smiled and said, "Today's 23rd day of the lunar calendar, I have to eat dumplings. It's the Great Cold and Little Cold. It's better to eat dumplings for the New Year, and it's a good sign to have a good omen. I just don't know what flavors you like, Mr. Su, so I just packed a few of them, crab roe shrimps, mushroom vegetarian stuffing. You pick the ones you like and eat them at your own expense."

Su Xuezhi stood up and thanked him.

The old mother waved her hand quickly.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite! I'll just get you here, Mr. Su, thank you. I'm for your help last night, so I wish you could stay for a few more days. Unfortunately, Mr. Sun said you're leaving later. It's cold outside, so eat quickly, Nuannuan's body and go out again."

Su Xuezhi glanced at He Hanzhu, and he lowered his head, took the spoon and was eating porridge.

Su Xuezhi sat back.

The dumplings made by He Ma are small in size and beautiful in shape, like crescent moons, one by one, neatly placed in the steamer, emitting hot smoke.

Not only is it good-looking, but it tastes good too.

But probably because she just got up, she had no appetite. After eating a few and drinking a small bowl of sweet porridge, she felt full.

He's mother was surprised at her appetite and persuaded her vigorously: "Master Su, why do you eat so little? My lady eats more than you! Is the food not to your taste? I'll do something else, at least you have to eat something, and you have to take the train today, if you're hungry on the way!"

Su Xuezhi couldn't stand the old mother's surprise, and ate again, and finally ended the breakfast.

After drinking the porridge for a few sips, He Hanzhu put it down and stood up.

"Do you take a break first?" he asked.

"No need, yesterday I saw a train at 8 o'clock in the morning. Now I can still catch up when I go out. I just don't know if I can buy tickets."

He stopped talking and came out, took the coat he rushed to send, put it on, and walked out.

His driver and bodyguard were already waiting outside. Seeing the two of them coming out, they opened the car door.

Su Xuezhi followed him into the car and left Ding's garden.

It was snowing in the middle of the night, and it stopped this morning, and it was covered in white.

As the end of the year approaches, people who have been busy for a year can finally slap in these days. It is still early. The shops on both sides of the street are closed, and the street is quiet and there are almost no people.

On the way, he didn't say anything, and was silent all the way, successfully delivered her to the station and picked up the luggage she had stored last night.

The tickets for the train at 8 o'clock were indeed gone. The remaining flights during the day were gone, and only one flight was left at night.

He Hanzhu asked the driver to find the webmaster. Soon, the webmaster hurried over. Sorry, the private room was indeed unable to be vacant, but for the train that was about to be opened at 8 o'clock, he still had a few empty tickets for accidents and urgently needed, so he could arrange to sit in the first-class carriage.

Su Xuezhi thanked her repeatedly, saying that it was caused by trouble. It was during the day and not long. The ticket was already very good, and she was very grateful.
To be continued...