a greeting. Then she turned her head, her face expressionless, and looked at Tinglan in front of her. The speed at which she changed her expression made the previous smile seem incredibly insincere. 。...Han Li kept glancing back at Zhao Tingxing while looking over the blueprints. 。He stood tall and imposing on a patch of empty ground beneath the scaffolding. The afternoon sun streamed through the metal, casting dappled shadows on his body, adding a touch of melancholy to his presence. 。When she looked over, Zhao Tingxing also happened to look over. Their eyes met, and there was a stillness in his gaze like the depths of a mountain lake, not a ripple. But her heart was racing, and she felt extremely awkward. She averted her eyes and continued talking about work with the people she was with, downplaying the impact he had on her. 。Zhaoting Xing is not a sentimental person, once the project is transferred, he has nothing to do with it. 。I stand here silently because I have nothing to say. 。Watching the woman holding blueprints, enduring the scorching sun, shuttling back and forth between buildings, comparing and discussing with her companions intently. 。The yellow hard hat she was wearing was a bit too big, and she kept tucking the blueprints under her arm while adjusting the straps on the hat with her hands. 。Because of the heat, her shirt sleeves were rolled up in sections, and she had a slight sweat on her back. Her shirt stuck to her skin in some places, but she seemed completely unbothered. As she discussed things with others, she occasionally fanned herself with the drawing. 。He said her work attitude is pretty good and that it should be safe to collaborate with her. 。He was standing in the shade, but it was still hot, so he called the driver back to the business car. 。After a while, Han Li and his group also finished their discussion and got out of the car. 。As soon as she got in the car, she let out a long sigh of relief. “So cool,” 。The cool air from the car's AC made her sweat evaporate, every pore relaxing. 。The driver in front just handed over a few bottles of chilled water: "Drink some water, cool off, it's so hot today." 。Her hair had been flattened by the helmet all afternoon, and she had sweat on her forehead. She gathered all her hair back and tied it up. She took the water the driver handed her and drank several gulps. 。It's difficult to remain elegant on a construction site. 。After the driver handed them water, he stepped on the gas and drove forward. Han Li was drinking water with her head held high. Due to the car's inertia, the water in the bottle accidentally splashed most of it onto her lips and chest. She let out a soft cry of surprise, and Zhao Tingxing in front turned his head to look at her. He saw her scrambling for paper, and her shirt on her chest was wet, revealing the pattern and color of her bra. 。He snorted coldly, suspecting she was up to her old tricks. He wouldn't fall for it again. Turning, he pulled a pack of paper from the drawer in front of him and tossed it back to her without looking. 。Han Li was struck by something suddenly thrown from the front. He raised his head, ready to scold whoever had done it, but when he saw that it was a package of paper, his anger dissipated. 。

Thank you 。She sat in the second row. Except for Zhao Tingxing glancing back at her earlier, neither her colleagues beside her nor behind her made a special effort to look at her, so only Zhao Tingxing saw her embarrassment. 。It didn't matter to her anyway, where hadn't she been seen Turning towards the car window, she slowly wiped the water off her shirt with a tissue. 。They flew over this morning because the project manager was pressuring them, so they went straight to Zhao's place and left their luggage there. 。Now, I'm going to go to Zhao's place to get my luggage first, then head to a nearby hotel to check in. They still need to work here for two more days before they can leave. 。The car arrived at the Zhao residence. The parking lot, which had been sparsely populated with a few cars just moments ago, now boasted over a dozen more. The grand hall on the first floor was suddenly bustling with activity. About twenty people, each holding a stack of documents, seemed to be waiting for Zhao Tingxing's return. 。Han Li's heart sank, thinking it was someone come to collect a debt, so she glanced at Zhao Tingxing beside her. 。While Zhao Tingxing's eyes were clearly smiling, he strode straight into the crowd. 。。

I didn't glance at them again for the whole time. 。Then Han Li remembered, this must be the girlfriend Zhao Tingxing that Han Zhaoyi was talking about It seems their relationship is good, she even brought her to meet Han Zhaoyi. 。The lobby was still somewhat bustling, with people discussing in hushed tones while holding documents. 。From their snippets, it seemed like Zhao Tingxing was going to lease out this office building, keeping only the top floor for Zhao's company and renting out the rest of the floors to other companies. 。So the saying goes, "a thin camel is bigger than a horse." Although Zhao Tingxing seems to be bankrupt, he has left himself some room. This building is located in the city center of the provincial capital in southwest China, and the annual rent alone can keep him comfortable. If he wants to make a comeback, as long as he's not so reckless again, there's a high chance he can succeed. 。Before this, I worried about him. 。The people over there shouted to her: "Han Zong, you got your luggage. Let's go to the hotel." 。"

Good" 。The hotel they booked is not far from Zhao's office building, about seven or eight kilometers away. 。When she checked in at the hotel front desk, on a whim, she asked if there was room 2203. The front desk replied that it was available, so she decided to change rooms on the spot. 。

Going upstairs, after seeing the apartment number, she thought to herself how childish she was being. It felt even more oppressive, this wasn't her style at all. 。Zhao Tingxing is free, he is willing to find several girlfriends, and he is willing to marry whomever he wants, it has nothing to do with me. 。Although she had let go and knew from Han Zhao Yi that he had a girlfriend, seeing him directly with a smile on his face, walking side by side with the girl as if nothing else mattered, her heart couldn't help but ache and feel bitter. She no longer had any feelings for him. 。I didn't sleep well that night. One moment I dreamt of Zhao Tingxing holding the hand of another woman, and the next I dreamt of Yiwu telling me that the best way to forget someone is to start a new relationship. 。Countless men's faces flashed through her mind, and she finally grabbed at one randomly, saying, "Him. I'll marry him." 。The man turned his face, it was Zhao Tingxing again, and she was startled awake. 。The phone next to the pillow was also ringing, it was a call from a colleague: "Mr. Han, are you up We're waiting for you downstairs to go to the construction site." 。She looked at the time, oh my god, she almost overslept. 。I didn't have time to dress up carefully. After washing up, I grabbed a random shirt and pants from my suitcase, and tied up my hair. It wasn't just about the lack of time; yesterday's experience taught me that wearing makeup only made things worse when I sweated. It's better to go out fresh and clean. 。As soon as she went downstairs, she saw the people who had come with her standing in front of a commercial vehicle, waiting for her. The commercial vehicle was still the same one Zhao Tingxing had driven yesterday. 。"General Han, this side" 。She walked over, her face full of apology: "I'm so sorry, I overslept." 。"

It's okay, it's okay. Just get in the car." 。The car door opened, and her steps faltered. In the other seat in the second row where she had sat yesterday, Zhao Tingxing was sitting. 。He wasn't in the passenger seat yesterday, was he Hanli didn't want to sit next to him, so when she got in the car, she bent down and sat in the three-person seat in the back. 。Zhao Tingxing didn't speak either, and he didn't even glance at her. He sat in the second row, politely responding to others' greetings. 。final transfer of assets, leaving them with nothing but empty pockets and no way to recover, 。Some wealthy women, from the very beginning, were not emotionally entangled or dominated by emotions. The...