The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 525
Han Zhixian came out of the shower, brushing Weibo on her mobile phone while drying her hair.

In her special attention, besides Ji Qian, there is another person, Wan Xinyu.

Looking at Wan Xinyu's weibo updates, she is participating in activities on Jiangdong's site these two days.

Since the New Year's Eve party, she has been in a good mood.

Han Zhixian's eyes dimmed slightly, and a look of resentment flowed in the pupils like venom.

Wanxinyu...

She will never forget the dog who bites but doesn't bark.

Oh, to describe her as a dog is an insult to a dog.

Thinking of Han Zhiyuan who was dying in the basement, and her mental state was about to fall into madness, Han Zhixian couldn't help curling her lips, Wan Xinyu, I really hope that you will have such a day.

After wiping her hair, Han Zhixian's heart twitched slightly as she looked at the golden sunshine outside.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see that the entire garden was bathed in sunlight. Although it was winter, there were still flowers blooming.

Although she couldn't go out, she still had no problem walking in the courtyard downstairs, so she quickly put on her coat and went downstairs.

"Miss Han." The servant downstairs greeted her respectfully.

There were several servants in the villa, and she didn't quite remember their names, so she just nodded slightly and walked outside.

"Miss Han, Director Li has ordered you not to go out." The butler Lao Wei blocked her way.

Han Zhixian frowned slightly, "If I don't go out, can I just walk around the yard?"

Old Wei's face showed embarrassment, Han Zhixian knew that he was actually afraid that he would run away suddenly and would not be able to do his job, so he explained: "I just want to watch the sun better, and the flowers are blooming, if not, you can go shopping with me."

Lao Wei was a little hesitant at first, but when he thought about Li Yao's attitude towards Han Zhixian, maybe she would become a hostess in the future. After thinking about it seriously, he didn't dare to offend him to death, so he replied: "Okay."

Afterwards, he followed Han Zhixian to the garden without leaving her.

Han Zhixian has debuted for so many years, and she has long been used to being followed wherever she goes, anyway, it's either an assistant or a manager, or even a paparazzi, so she doesn't feel that Lao Wei is getting in the way.

She even occasionally asked Lao Wei some questions.

"How long can this kind of camellia last?" She pointed to a fiery red camellia and asked.

The flower was shaped like a bowl, with layers of petals, it was indescribably beautiful, trembling slightly in the cold winter wind, it was indescribably attractive to her.

"This one bloomed for almost three months last year."

"Oh." Han Zhixian nodded, and couldn't help reaching out to touch a small flower bud that was about to bloom next to the flower, thinking that the small flower bud was very cute.

Who knew that another smaller flower bud on the same branch fell off as soon as she scratched it with her finger. She was a little stunned and apologetic, "Why...?"

Why did it fall off as soon as it was touched?

"Don't be nervous." Although Lao Wei is not in charge of gardening, he knows a little bit, "Don't look at the many buds on it, in fact, only a small part of them bloom in the end. The flowering of camellias is a very long process, and a bud may even bloom. It takes a long time to stay on the branch for a month, and it takes a long time from the first petal to fully bloom, so in fact, the last thing we saw was not easy."

Han Zhixian heard someone say this for the first time, and felt a little fresh, because before it seemed that when the weather was cold, you could see camellias, pink, white, red, variegated...you could see them all over the street, so that she There is nothing special about this flower.

But looking at the blooming camellia in front of her, she suddenly found that its flower shape is really beautiful, and its strong color seems to be full of enthusiasm.

The word "blooming" popped up in her mind, and she suddenly felt that this word was particularly appropriate and vivid.

The most important thing is that the flower buds of camellia will go through a long struggle before they become the final beautiful appearance, how miraculous.

"It's normal." A vicissitudes of voice suddenly came from the side.

Han Zhixian was startled, turned her head, and saw a white-haired woman looking at her with a slightly reserved smile.

The first impression she saw of the old woman was "elegant", as if a daughter from a certain family in the last century came out of an old photo, and her pair of smiling eyes with stacked ends Wisdom and experience portrayed by the years, and the vicissitudes of half a century are carried in the eyes.

This is a woman with a story.

"Excuse me, are you...?" Han Zhixian glanced at the bodyguard-like people behind her, as well as the housekeeper Lao Wei who was standing beside her with a panicked expression and bowed in salute, suddenly feeling a little puzzled.

"Do you like camellias?" The woman asked without answering, stretched out her withered hands and gently stroked the blooming camellia that Han Zhixian was looking at just now.

I don't know why, at that moment, Han Zhixian suddenly felt a chilling feeling, as if what these skinny hands with age spots were touching was not the camellia, but her own slender neck, and even these hands could hold her tightly at any time. neck!

However, after experiencing so many people and things, death, parting, and those unspeakable pains, Han Zhixian found that she had a kind of "fearless" courage.

A person who is not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of?
"I like it." She nodded.

I didn't like it at first, but today I suddenly fell in love with it.

"Sure enough," the old woman turned her head to stare at her, then smiled, stretched out her hand and directly folded the blooming red camellia, then threw it on the ground casually, with a disdainful tone, "What kind of people like what kind of flowers. "

The person next to him immediately handed the old woman a handkerchief to wipe her hands.

Han Zhixian's brows were furrowed almost instantly, she seemed to be humiliated?
If it was before, she would have rushed up a long time ago, but now she has learned to calm down. This old woman has a lot of background, and she may have an unusual relationship with Li Yao, otherwise the housekeeper would not be so respectful to her, even fear.

So she just squatted down silently, stretched out her hand to pick up the flower thrown away by the old woman, and then said to the old woman: "Everyone has their own love for radish and cabbage. If the old lady doesn't like it, it doesn't mean that others don't like it." .”

"Snapped!"

With a crisp slap, a slap hit Han Zhixian's face without warning, and even the camellia she just picked up in her hand was scattered, and the red petals fluttered to the ground.

"Old lady calm down! Take care of yourself!" the butler Lao Wei said hastily.

The bodyguard behind the old woman immediately supported him and tried to comfort her, telling her not to be angry, it was not worth it.

But Han Zhixian's words just now undoubtedly stepped on the old woman's sore feet, the only trace of flesh left on her shriveled face was trembling, not to mention the hand that slapped Han Zhixian.

"I thought she was such a beautiful girl, and she was able to fascinate Brother Yao, but it turned out...to be as ordinary as the camellia in this rotten street, which really disappointed me!"

Han Zhixian felt the pain and couldn't help raising her head.

Brother Yao?Li Yao?

Could this old woman be Li Yao's relative?At this age, is it grandma or grandma?
She finally understood why she was slapped in the face, and the lovers regarded her as a vixen who seduced her golden grandson.

Then, she let go of the hand covering her face, straightened her waist, as if the one who was beaten just now was not her, and looked straight at the old woman, "Camellia is a bad street, but it happened to be planted in this yard; I am ordinary, but unfortunately, I fell into Li Yao's eyes."

"You!" The old woman was furious, no one dared to confront her face to face like this!
"Presumptuous!" Someone shouted, and immediately wanted to catch Han Zhixian, but was stopped by the old woman.

Afterwards, the old woman looked angry and threatening, and asked Han Zhixian, "Do you know who I am?"

The butler, Lao Wei, was frightened and quickly winked at Han Zhixian, but Han Zhixian turned a blind eye.

"I don't know." She answered honestly, then shook her head and added, "I'm not interested in knowing either."

Lao Wei never thought that Han Zhixian would dare to say that!Suddenly scared out of my wits.

Sure enough, the old woman was pissed off by Han Zhixian again.

Seeing the angry look of the old woman, Han Zhixian suddenly felt bored.

"I originally thought you were an elegant lady, but now I have decided to take back my first impression of you just now."

(End of this chapter)