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Chapter 76 are you spying on my beauty?

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He Lanjin crossed her arms and fell on the sofa. She lifted her long legs on the backrest and tilted her head to look out the window. She pointed at an imaginary person outside the window and said, "Be honest. Are you spying on my beauty?"

"So what if he's handsome? I'm not tempted," He Lanjin said, burying her face in a pillow.

The faint tobacco scent that she smelled on his body lingered in the air. For the first time, He Lanjin realized that it was quite a pleasant aroma.

He Lanjin got up and changed into casual clothes. She opened her notebook and typed rapidly on the keyboard. She grew silent; her eyes were so alert and focused that she seemed completely different from her usual self.

Half an hour later, she found out Lu Zifan's whereabouts during the past six months. She was surprised to find that he went to the neighboring city twice a month, and a little more frequently during this month.

Qiao Hanye went out of He Lanjin's room, startling Han Beicheng.

Han Beicheng stood in front of He Lanjin's door in a daze, as if struck by lightning. Shocked, he turned his head away awkwardly when Qiao Hanye came out of the room. Han Beicheng's ears turned red as he debated with himself whether to run away or talk to his master.

Qiao Hanye looked at Han Beicheng with a puzzled expression and asked, "Are you sick?"

"Oh? Ah? No," Han Beicheng stuttered as he touched his face. "In my study," Qiao Hanye said as he walked away.

Han Beicheng followed his master immediately, afraid of missing what Qiao Hanye would say.

The two talked in the study for two hours. After important matters had been discussed, Han Beicheng asked, "Master, what happened earlier? You suddenly left during the meeting; some of the people you met with expressed their displeasure."

Han Beicheng was very puzzled. Everything Qiao Hanye did was always according to plan. Qiao Hanye was calm and resolute, but not today. He left an entire room full of directors after receiving a message on his phone.

"If they are not satisfied, ask them to hand in their resignations," Qiao Hanye said decisively.

Han Beicheng nodded and noted this directive down.

"Master, don't you think there is something fishy about the car accident at the highway junction today?" Han Beicheng asked, breaking his silence.

Qiao Hanye unbuttoned his shirt sleeves and gently rolled them up. He did not say a word.

"Where did Nan Feng go?" came Qiao Hanye's slightly cold voice.

He had ordered Nan Feng to protect He Lanjin, not to watch her get into an accident. If Qiao Hanye had not arrived at the scene, she would be in a serious condition now.

Sensing Qiao Hanye's coldness, Han Beicheng quickly said, "He had something to do last minute and went back to the Qiao family. I apologize for not reporting to you on time. I deserve to die."

Qiao Hanye's hands froze in midair. "Went back? Did he tell you what happened?''

Han Beicheng shook his head no.

"Leave," Qiao Hanye said. He walked to the bar counter, where he got a bottle of rare red wine. He poured himself a drink.

Han Beicheng closed the door behind him as he left. He saw He Lanjin, who seemed to be in a good mood.

Han Beicheng quickly went forward and greeted her, "Miss He."

He Lanjin waved at Han Beicheng, then proceeded to head down the stairs. "Can you help me? I need to bring these to my room," He Lanjin said as she looked up at Han Beicheng from the bottom of the stairs.

Han Beicheng looked down at the boxes then went downstairs to do as He Lanjin wished.

"Mr. Han, you're very kind. You didn't drink the soup this morning, right? Wait here. I'll make some tonic soup for you," He Lanjin said as she opened the box and looked at the medicinal herbs Shen Biqiong prepared for her. They were all precious.

When he heard she was making soup, Han Beicheng got so scared that his face turned green. "Miss He, don't, don't! You're too polite. Please don't bother," he frantically said.

Ps: Is this child scared Haha, if you drink two more bowls, you'll also become a man.

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