I really don't want a second marriage

Han Qing is nothing, but Shen Jiamu feels a little embarrassed.

She took out her room card, brushed the door, and then pushed the door in.

"Come in."

Han Qing went in with his bag and followed Shen Jiamu inside.

"Uncle Nan told me everything."

Shen Jiamu put his bag on the table and nodded, "well, since you have investigated me, you must know my past."

Han Qing was speechless, but the expression on his face showed that he knew the matter like the back of his hand.

It's better to know this than he doesn't.

Lest Shen Jiamu tell him again when he asks him for help. Now Han Qing knows more clearly than she wants to say, so things will be much easier to do.

"Well, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Hearing this, Han Qing raised his lips, smiled and nodded: "of course, but..."

however? Shen Jiamu is a little surprised. Is there still a condition?

"I can't help you without relatives. Before I help you, you have to tell me if you agree that you are the children of the Han family?"

Shen Jiamu: "

I didn't think he meant this.

Shen Jiamu was speechless for a moment.

"Mr. Han, I..."

"Mr. Han?" Han Qing smiled and looked at her gently.

Since knowing Han Qing, Shen Jiamu has always felt that although Han Qing is calm, he is also a strong and inaccessible existence. There is no superfluous expression on his face for a lot of time. Even with his relatives, he belongs to the kind of person who doesn't recognize his six relatives for justice.

I didn't expect that he could show such a gentle smile to himself.

Is this... The power of family affection?

Shen Jiamu looked at Han Qing for a moment and a half and didn't know how to react. Later... She didn't know what was wrong with herself. It seemed that she was bewitched by family affection, and unexpectedly called out: "brother..."

However, just a sound, Shen Jiamu's words stiffened at his lips, quickly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and didn't cry any more.

However, just this sound is enough for Han Qing.

He stretched out his hand again. Shen Jiamu wanted to hide, but then somehow he stood still and let Han Qing's palm fall on her head.

Han Qing rubbed the back of her head with a dazzling smile.

"It's almost the same. Remember, the whole Han family will be my support in the future. As long as you need it, I'll be there at any time. You'll be Han Qing's sister in the future, you know?"

What's the matter with this tone like talking to a child? Shen Jiamu blinked his eyes and nodded blankly.

"What do you want to do with your business?" Han Qing asked about her affair with yetingchen.

"I want to divorce him, but... I don't want to see him now."

"Yes, I'll let someone do it." Han Qing nodded. His sister's request will not be rejected.

Is it that simple? Shen Jiamu thought he would feel embarrassed. Unexpectedly, he agreed so soon.

Shen Jiamu thought and said, "can I... Leave this city?"

"Because of him, you don't want to stay here anymore?"

Although a little embarrassed, Shen Jiamu admitted: "I don't want to see him again, let alone stay in this city with him, I..."

"No problem. We Han family also have industries abroad. We can send you abroad. It depends on whether you are willing or not?"

Going abroad? Shen Jiamu never thought about it. She just wanted to leave the city, but she didn't think Han Qing would directly say to let her go abroad.

"After you go abroad, go to study. You will have better opportunities in the future. My sister Han Qing... Naturally, she is excellent, not bound by some men. You can meet better people in the future."

"As for yetingchen, I'll handle it for you if you like..."

"I will!" Shen Jiamu nodded directly, bit his lower lip hard, stared at Han Qing: "I want to go today!"

Now it was Han Qing's turn to be stunned. He looked at her helplessly and finally answered.

"OK, I'll ask Su Jiu to prepare it for you. Go and tidy it up first to see if you have anything to bring. I'll go back to the company first."

After Han Qing left, Shen Jiamu went to the house to pack up.

Then when she packed her things, she found that she had nothing to clean up. Before she went to the night home, she had nothing of her own. After she went to the night home... Many of her things were given to her by night Tingchen.

Now I suddenly found that my twenty years were like a big dream.

Nothing left.

Shen Jiamu felt that it was really funny to live like this, so he didn't clean up any more. He sat quietly on the bed and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Until the afternoon, Su Jiu came to the hotel to pick her up.

"Miss Shen, Mr. Han asked me to pick you up. I've booked the ticket for you. It's at 8 p.m. do you think there's a problem?"

"No." Shen Jiamu shook his head, "that's good, thank you."

Su Jiu looked at her. Although he didn't know whether to say it or not, he finally couldn't help asking, "has Miss Shen explained to your domestic friends and relatives? Do you really want to leave? After leaving... Won't you regret it?"

Domestic relatives and friends?

Shen Jiamu's first thought was Xiaoyan. If she left, Xiaoyan would miss her.

And according to her temperament, it is estimated that she will rush to tell her not to go.

Forget it, I'd better tell her later.

As for others

"I have nothing to tell you. Can the Shen family trouble Secretary Su?"

Secretary Su was stunned for a moment, and then promised: "this is natural. As long as Miss Shen needs it, I su Jiu can do it."

"Well, let's go."

Shen Jiamu picked up his bag and got up.

Su Jiu was so stunned that he couldn't help it: "doesn't Miss Shen have anything to bring? Just leave?"

"No, I don't have anything to bring. Just a few sets of clothes. That's all."

Finally, Su Jiu took her directly to the airport. It was more than five o'clock when she got to the airport.

"There is still waiting time. Mr. Han has gone to a meeting. He will arrive at the airport in about half an hour. He will come and see Miss Shen off."

"OK."

So they waited at the airport for half an hour, and Han Qing finally came late.

Maybe he came. Han Qing looked a little tired. He motioned to Su Jiu, who took out his ticket and pass from his bag.

"This is..."

Shen Jiamu took it over and saw that it was printed with his own photo, but his name was not Shen Jiamu. Even his birth date and residence address had changed.

When Shen Jiamu almost thought he had taken it wrong, he heard Han Qing's steady voice ringing above his head.

"Bathe purple."

She raised her head in amazement.

"When you were just born, the old man gave you a name. After you... Your last name is Han and your name is Muzi."

"Han Muzi..." Shen Jiamu rubbed herself on the photo. Is her name?