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Shen Liangzhi thought for a while, then walked out from behind the rockery with his clothing bag in hand.

When Han Jing saw her, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said in a conclusive tone:
"Waiting for me?"

If she hadn't come to him for something, given her character, she wouldn't have stood there and eavesdropped.

Shen Liangzhi handed the bag back to him:

"If you mind if I wear it, you can throw it away and I'll give you a new one."

Han Jing crushed the cigarette butt out and lowered his dark eyes.

The matte black garment bag makes the back of a woman's hand look like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade, crystal smooth, delicate and white.

He could have thought of the delicate touch that night.

The man stretched out his hand, with his five fingers clearly articulated like a finely carved bone fan handle, and accurately grasped the tether of the garment bag, slowly tightening it with force.

"Miss Lao Shen."

His voice was dignified and low, and he did not refuse.

The moment Shen Liangzhi let go, he accidentally brushed against his little finger. Their fingertips paused slightly and their bodies froze.

Her expression was slightly restrained, and she couldn't see the emotions in her eyes clearly, so she explained what was wrong just now:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop just now."

Before Han Jing could answer, his phone suddenly vibrated several times in succession, and several pictures of girls popped up on the screen of the phone that was still on.

Shen Liangzhi was so close that he could see clearly. Every picture showed a first-class beauty, a gentle and attractive type.

It is indeed suitable to take home as a wife.

Han Jing did not miss her sneak peek:
"Miss Shen is very interested in my blind date?"

Shen Liangzhi did not deny it: "To be precise, he is interested in the future mistress of the Han family."

The marriage of the Han family will inevitably affect the future direction of power in Beijing.

His eyes darkened, and he handed over his black personal phone:

"In that case, how about Miss Shen choose it for me."

Shen Liangzhi raised his long eyebrows in surprise: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

What position does she have in choosing his future wife?

"Besides, I don't know the identities of these ladies. If I choose them randomly, will Mr. Han really dare to marry them?"

Han Jing put the phone into her palm: "Take a look."

Shen Liangzhi flipped through a dozen photos, secretly complaining that the emperor really chose his concubine.

She directly chose the most beautiful one: "This one is the most beautiful."

Han Jing glanced at the photo and frowned slightly:

"Her father is Liu Yanchong."

Shen Liangzhi naturally knew this name, after all, it often appeared on TV.

Out of curiosity, she changed to a sweeter-looking girl:
"what about this?"

Han Jing carefully identified it for a long time, and thanks to his good memory, he found a familiar face from his memory, which he could barely match with the girl in the photo:

"Her father is the leader of the Tang family."

Shen Liangzhi asked several people in succession, and his answers without exception all started with "her father", "her mother", and "her grandfather".

She realized something belatedly.

"You only talked about their family background. Could it be that you don't even know their names?"

Han Jing took the phone back from her hand:

"In business marriage, the name is a symbol."

At least until the other party has not really passed the door, to him, he is just an outsider.

Shen Liangzhi was a little confused:

"Given the Han family's status in Beijing, marriage is not a necessity."

Why force yourself to marry someone you don't love at all.

Han Jing raised his eyes and stared at her with his dark eyes.

"From the perspective of family interests, in 20 years, the Han family's century-old foundation will need the next heir. I don't have the virtue to make wedding clothes for others, so this heir can only be my child." From a personal point of view, Miss Shen, as an adult man with sound mind and body and normal orientation, it does not seem too much for me to marry a wife."

Shen Liangzhi understood what he said.

He has no one he likes, and there won't even be one in the future.

But the reality is not a Mary Sue novel. The Han family has worked hard to manage the huge family business for generations and will never give it to someone with a foreign surname.

Regardless of whether Han Jing likes it or not, he needs a wife, and the Han family also needs a mistress. Even if the two cannot be deeply in love, they can at least respect each other as guests.

For a man like this who stands at the pinnacle of power, power is always more important than illusory love.

Shen Liangzhi narrowed his eyes and carefully analyzed for him:

"The photos that can be sent to your phone have been carefully selected and meet the requirements of the Han family. Things like relationships still have to rely on feeling. I suggest you check everything with them first."

Han Jing did not answer.

Even if he looked everywhere, he already knew the result.

Everyone is the same.

Although they have different appearances, personalities and family backgrounds, in the final analysis, the love in their eyes is exactly the same.

He didn't like this kind of unequal and lofty admiration.

.........

Shen Liangzhi didn't expect to receive a call from Qiao Yu the next day.

"I heard that the recording of the show is over. Have you returned to Beijing?"

Shen Liangzhi was finishing handling the company's affairs: "I've just been back for two days."

Qiao Yu spoke warmly and asked for her opinion:
"If you have time tonight, let's have a meal together. You are new to the capital, and I haven't had time to pick you up yet."

"Okay, you can send the time and location to my mobile phone."

Qiao Yu helped her several times, but she didn't have time to thank him seriously.

.........

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The two came out of the French restaurant. Qiao Yu was wearing a white sweater with a gentle and elegant face. He took out two movie tickets from his pocket.

"A Hong Kong movie was released recently. The director knew me and gave me two movie tickets. Do you want to go and see it together?"

When he talks to Shen Liangzhi, he always follows her opinion and ends with a question.

For this reason, Shen Liangzhi did not refuse.

The movie starts at 7.40.

Qiao Yu came to the lobby, but instead of going straight to the movie theater, he came to the counter.

"Two Cokes and a bucket of popcorn, thank you."

Shen Liangzhi originally thought that he was obsessed with work and didn't care about such details:
"You have quite a sense of ritual."

Qiao Yu handed her a cup of Coke and entered the room holding popcorn.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the movie turned off the lights and started.

Qiao Yu handed the popcorn to Shen Liangzhi:
"Time is a little tight today. If you want to drink milk tea, I can buy it now."

Shen Liangzhi threw a piece of popcorn into his mouth:

"Born from the same mother, Shen Laoer really didn't have any of your emotional intelligence."

The corner of Qiao Yu's lips curled up: "Yan Nan actually understands everything that should be understood, but he is too blunt and unwilling to admit it."

For example, Shen Yannan really wanted to get close to Shen Liangzhi, but she couldn't bear to do it.

The two were talking and laughing when a man and woman suddenly approached.

"Excuse me, please excuse me."

The woman has a gentle voice.

Shen Liangzhi raised his eyes and saw a long, straight, black and artistic beauty, and Han Jing beside her.

Their eyes met, Han Jing looked at Qiao Yu beside her.