The younger brother will act like a baby, but the older sister's soul is floating

Chapter 16
Usually Wrinkle Jiaran likes to sit on the sofa in the living room, it is neither soft nor hard, and the position of the pillow is very comfortable to lean on. If no one disturbs her, she can sit for an hour at a time.

Since Han Bin talked about Owen Wen, she would only come and go when everyone was around except for meal time, and would stay in her bedroom the rest of the time.

Occasionally, Aunt Xue came in to deliver fruit and milk, and Han Yu came in to talk to her.

As soon as Han Yu left, the landlady, Aunt He, called.

Seeing that it was Aunt He's phone call, Zou Jiaran's eyes lit up, as if seeing a light.

【Hello?Aunt He, is there any news about the house? 】Zui Jiaran asked eagerly, panting, her heart beating fast.

She desperately longed for Aunt He's house to be left to herself, so that she could move out tonight and not have to struggle in this depressing space anymore, especially not to see Han Bin's face.

With a smile, the middle-aged female voice on the phone reached Wrinkle Jiaran's ears: [There is news, one of them didn't like it, and the other has already looked at other houses. Auntie's house can be rented to you. 】

【Ah, really?Very good! 】Wrinkle Jiaran excitedly hugged Strawberry Bear in her arms.

[Yeah, Auntie is very happy to be rented by you. You ask every day, and Auntie feels distressed. 】

[Auntie, is it convenient now?I'm moving there tonight. 】Wrinkle Jiaran said:【I'll pay the rent for one year first, and then I'll contact you after the renewal, okay?Aunt He. 】

[Now... that's fine too. 】

After hanging up the phone, Wrinkle Jiaran couldn't hide the joy in her heart.

only……

Suddenly a light and deep voice came from the door, interrupting the happiness in Zhe Jiaran's heart.

She hated that voice!

"Without my consent, do you think you can move out smoothly?"

When Han Bin came back from the hospital, he came to look for Qiao Jiaran as soon as he entered Han's house.

He was about to knock on the door, but when he heard that Zheng Jiaran was on the phone, he withdrew his knocking hand.

Anyway, it's all eavesdropping, and the crime has been confirmed, so if you listen more, you won't be guilty.

"What do you want?!" Zhou Jiaran shouted, tears rolling in her eyes, feeling sad and wronged.

"Open the door." His voice was cold and deliberately low.

"I'll have a rest."

"I know you haven't." Han Bin said, "We haven't finished talking that day."

"Wenwen's death has nothing to do with me." Wrinkle Jiaran explained, mentioning this name made her feel very uncomfortable, and it was difficult to breathe.

"You were the last person who talked to Owenwen before she died, and you jumped off the building and committed suicide within a minute after you left."

"That's not me, it has nothing to do with me."

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Han Bin threatened: "If you don't want others to know about this, just open the door."

Wrinkle Jiaran was angry and powerless.

In the end, he had to open the door to let Han Bin in.

The more people know this secret, the more people will threaten and intimidate her, and she will be led by them.

As soon as he entered the door, Han Bin sat straight on the sofa, with two straight and slender long legs overlapping casually.

From afar he's just a clothes hanger, suit thug, obsessed with his figure.

If you look closely, you will be attracted by his handsome appearance and be addicted to his skin.

Just learn more about his character, and you will not want to have any intersection with him.

"Have you considered it?" Han Bin wrinkled his eyes, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"She's not sick, how can I send it away!" Zhou Jiaran said, about to cry.

"He told you?" Han Bin sneered at himself, "The people locked up in mental illness say they are not ill, so why didn't the doctor release him?"

"..."

Wrinkle Jiaran was speechless.

It seems to make sense.

It's just that she saw that Han Yu was very healthy, an optimistic and interesting boy, and he was in a good state of mind. Why did Han Bin insist on saying that he was mentally ill?
Moreover, Han Yu likes and trusts this elder brother so much, but his elder brother does everything possible to send him to a mental hospital. All this proves that his liking for Han Yu is fake?The reason for wanting to take revenge on Han Yu is because their mothers had a holiday?
If so, how despicable it is!
Wrinkle Jiaran said: "He's not sick and you have to go forward, aren't you being nice to him? Could it be that you're just pretending that you're being nice to him? Just to get revenge on him?"

Han Bin stared into Zou Jiaran's eyes, and after hearing the words, there was another burst of cold smile, and he stood up slowly and approached Zou Jiaran slowly: "Zhou Jiaran, what do you want to say to you?" Be responsible!"

He pushed her into a corner, with his hands propping up the walls on both sides, there was no way to escape.

Her eyes were red with anger.

"Go away!" Zou Jiaran said, "I'll call someone if you do this again!"

"What's wrong with me?" Han Bin sneered, "Your looks are not in my eyes, only that little bastard Han Yu likes it."

"..."

Invisibly, he was hacked again.

Wrinkle Jiaran is that kind of gentle and cold beauty, she never wears very revealing clothes, she is well-behaved.

And the woman Han Bin likes is the kind of woman who is passionate, sexy and revealing, and will cater to his dirty little hobby.

That wrinkle is naturally not.

If he could predict the future, Han Bin would definitely not say this sentence to death.Because he is very greedy for Wrinkle Jiaran's regular beauty.

It's not a problem to continue this stalemate.

"That's fine." Wrinkle Jiaran said: "I promise you to send Han Yu to a mental hospital, but you can't keep urging me, I have to guide him, no matter what method I use, I will try my best to send him there, and you can't bother me anymore life, swallow this secret into your stomach and let it rot."

"Okay." Han Bin's eyes were light, "But you can't be lazy, you have to send it in within a month."

"Too short, three months."

"Row."

"Then I'm moving out tonight, you can't stop me."

"no problem."

Han Bin left the room, and Wrinkle Jiaran closed the door and panted heavily.

However, the smell of Han Bin's body still remained in the room. In the cold weather, Zhe Jiaran opened the window.

Let the wind blow away the evil thoughts just now.

It's 07:30 in the evening, and Wrinkle Jiaran doesn't have anything to pack, just some clothes and daily necessities, which will be ready before eight o'clock.

She dragged her suitcase and stood in the middle, reviewing the details of the house, her nose was sore.

Sensitive and suspicious people are always empathetic.

Han's house was her first residence after returning to China, where she felt the affection from both Han Yu and Han Zi.

What will happen in the next residence?

Wrinkle Jiaran quietly left the Han residence with the suitcase in hand.

Han Yu, who was hiding in the corner, had a strong murderous look in his cold eyes, and a big devil seemed to be shining behind him.

Sister, sister, you actually ran away secretly, how can I punish you with force?
(End of this chapter)