Chapter 1121 Our Home
Han Yiren looked up at him: "Where are you going? Our home?"

our home.

These four words hit Xiao Han.

"Well, our home." Xiao Han looked into Han Yiren's beautiful eyes.

"it is good."

Xiao Han looked at the book, but he didn't read a word in it.

Seeing the scene of the two getting along harmoniously outside the laboratory, and seeing the rare tenderness on Xiao Han's face, Qing Cang began to feel a little worried.

What is the boss thinking now?

Do you really want to keep Gu Tingsheng's child?

Xiao Han waited until Han Yiren fell asleep before leaving. He returned to the study, and Qing Cang followed.

"Boss, do you really intend to keep that child?"

Xiao Han took out a box of cigars from the drawer, and he lit a cigar, "Why not?"

"But that's Gu Tingsheng's child..." Could it be that the boss wants to raise a child for Gu Tingsheng?
Xiao Han exhaled smoke, and the smoke lingered on his indifferent handsome face. He sneered: "If Gu Tingsheng knows that his woman has become my woman, and his child calls me Dad, how do you think he will react?"

"." Qing Cang suddenly understood, "You want to..."

"That's right." Xiao Han held a cigar between his fingers, and he said with certainty: "I just want Han Yiren to be my sharp weapon, the most useful weapon to stab Gu Tingsheng. Since she fell into my hands, Why not use it?"

"But Boss, are you not afraid of making fake plays for real?" This is the key point, if Boss really does fake plays for real, then all this will not be so simple!

"Do you think I will fall in love with Han Yiren?" Xiao Han raised his eyes and asked.

Qing Cang lowered his head: "This subordinate is just worried."

"In order to deal with Kolokramer, I approached Daisy and made her mistakenly think that I fell in love with her, but what happened."

Qingcang thought it made sense, the boss hated Gu Tingsheng so much, how could he fall in love with Han Yiren?
All of this is just a play on the occasion, how could it be possible to do a fake show for real!
It seems that Miss Han will end up the same as Miss Daisy in the future.

Xiao Han took another puff of his cigar and told Qingcang: "Go back tonight and make up a story for me, for Han Yiren."

"Ah?" Qing Cang was confused.

"Why, don't you want to?" Xiao Han cast a glance at him.

"Boss, I'm not a romancer, how can I make up a story?" Asking him to make up a story is simply a daunting task!

"Give it to me tomorrow morning."

"." Qing Cang did not dare to disobey the order, and nodded his head.

"Also, P some photos of me and her together."

"Oh."

"In addition, decorate this villa so that it looks like there are traces of the mistress's life."

Qing Cang was in trouble, "Boss, what kind of traces of a mistress' life is it?"

"If you don't understand, you can't ask?!"

"Yes, yes, this subordinate understands!"

"Transfer the maids with Chinese faces from before, and tell them everything that needs to be explained, so as not to slip up when the time comes!"

"understand!"

Xiao Han waved his hand: "Go out."

Qing Cang walked out, and then turned back: "Boss, do you think the story is beautiful, tortuous, or a youth idol?"

"." Xiao Han thought for a while, he had to think about this question carefully.

Qing Cang suggested: "I don't think any of these are suitable for you, or you should be the overlord, it fits your temperament!"

Xiao Han's complexion was black: "Say it again!?"

"No, no, no." Qing Cang reorganized the language, "I mean, too ordinary stories are made up as soon as they are heard, and they must be combined with reality, so as to be more convincing!"

(End of this chapter)

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