Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 822 It's time to teach me a lesson
Han Xiaonian gave Han Zefeng a cold sideways glance, "I don't think your face has been completely ruined yet!"

Han Zefeng: "..."

Han Ziya pointed to the dozen or so luxury items that Han Xiaonian bought, "Uncle, did you give these to my little aunt?"

Han Xiaonian: "Not bad."

Han Ziya opened the exquisite gift box that Han Xiaonian put on the jade coffee table, her eyes twinkled instantly.

"Wow, Hermès' latest limited-edition bag is the only one in the world."

Han Zefeng looked shocked, "Brother, when did you prepare this for Lan Jin'er?"

The limited edition was pre-ordered anyway, even if his brother had great skills, it was impossible to get this bag in a short time.

Han Xiaonian's thin lips parted lightly: "She must have things that are not on the market."

Han Ziya was admiring the limited-edition handbag that Han Xiaonian bought for Lan Jiner, when she saw Lan Jiner coming down the stairs from the corner of her eye, she immediately said excitedly to Lan Jiner.

"Auntie, look at the gifts that uncle bought for you. This table is full of them, and there is also this Hermes limited edition handbag."

Lan Jin'er glanced lightly at the things on the table, and poured out her lips.

"vulgarian."

Han Ziya, Han Zixuan, and Han Zixuan's smiles froze on their faces, and they looked at each other in horror.

Han Zefeng stared at Lan Jin'er, and said angrily, "Damn! Lan Jin'er, did you want to divorce my brother, and that's why you did that!"

Han Ziya came to Lan Jiner's side, and asked cautiously, "Little aunt, what's wrong with you today?"

"It's nothing, I'm fine!"

Lan Jin'er sat on the sofa calmly, looking at the gifts Han Xiaonian bought her, showing her indifference, she was shocked in her heart.

Han Xiaonian looked at the girl, and poured out on his lips, "You don't even like it?"

Lan Jin'er raised her eyes, and looked at Han Xiaonian provocatively, "I really don't like it."

She just wanted to know how long Han Xiaonian would tolerate her.

Han Xiaonian held Lan Jin'er's hand, his cheeks were tense, no emotion could be seen, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Let's go back."

Lan Jin'er thought of something, subconsciously withdrew her hand, "I won't go back."

When Han Xiaonian went back, he must have wanted to put her in confinement.

She knows him too well.

The man didn't speak any more, he picked up Lan Jin'er and hugged her horizontally, and left Han's house.

Han Zefeng said fiercely, "This Lan Jin'er should be taught a lesson, it's too much!"

Everyone: "..."

……

inside the car.

Lan Jin'er glanced at the man next to her out of the corner of her eye, and she was a cowardly group, not daring to do anything wrong to him like she just stayed at Han's house.

Han Xiaonian's cold voice sounded, "Why don't you speak?"

Lan Jiner: "Where are we going?"

Han Xiaonian: "Go back to Orchid Garden."

Hearing back to Lan Yuan, Lan Jin'er became more certain of her thoughts.

"Are you trying to imprison me again?"

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

Seeing that Han Xiaonian didn't speak, the girl said angrily, "I gave birth to two babies anyway, how could you still treat me like this! And I didn't say anything wrong!"

"Sure enough, you don't love me at all, and you are just possessive of me!"

When Han Xiaonian heard the girl thinking of him so much, the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

"To shut up!"

"Shut up and shut up!"

Lan Jiner turned her head angrily and looked out the window.

Looking at the girl's angry face, the man looked a little helpless, and had no choice but to coax her.

"Have you written the paper yet?"

Not only did Lan Jin'er not speak, she didn't even give Han Xiaonian a look, and continued to look out the window.

It was he who did not allow himself to speak!
Han Xiaonian: "Didn't you hear that bag mentioned before? Why don't you like it?"

Lan Jin'er couldn't help complaining with contempt.

The limited edition bag at home, the cloakroom can't let it go!
Han Xiaonian was silent for a while, and then said, "I've already finished writing the paper for you."

Eddie, who was driving in front, said that this was the most talkative day he had ever heard from his master.

The man pinched the center of his eyebrows helplessly, and called softly, "Jin'er..."

(End of this chapter)