"Dingdong-Dingdong-"

The doorbell rang.

Ai Zhiyin opened the door casually.

Outside the door was a very beautiful little girl. She looked at Ai Zhiyin with a smile on her face, "Miss, this is what Mr. Han wants."

Ai Zhiyin took a step back, "Come in, I'll call him."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, she hurriedly said, "No, Miss, just check it out, don't bother Mr. Han."

Ai Zhiyin: "This is his thing, not mine."

The little girl was completely stunned.

Ai Zhiyin walked into the house and said in the direction of the bathroom: "Your stuff has arrived, come out and get it."

"Crazy--" The bathroom door opened, Han Ji walked out, his face looked very ugly. He glanced at Ai Zhiyin, walked to the door, took the things sent by the little girl, and ordered: "You go."

The little girl felt the unusualness between the two, and even had a scent of gunpowder, immediately said goodbye and turned around and left.

"Bang--" Han Chen closed the door.

"I don't want to help me get things?"

"It's not that I don't want to take it, it's that I just don't want to touch people here."

Ai Zhiyin's tone almost wrote the word "disgusted" on his face.

Han Ji looked at her, and the anger that arose could only be suppressed by himself, and finally turned into helplessness.

The little girl sent some documents and the two bottles of wine he asked for.

Han Ji went to the kitchen to get the decanter and took out two more goblets.

Seeing this, Ai Zhiyin said, "I won't drink it, you can drink it yourself."

Han Ji: "The cup is new and no one has used it."

Ai Zhiyin: "I don't believe it, you should drink it yourself."

Han Ji: "You can't believe me once?"

Ai Zhiyin: "I believe in you every time before."

The implication is that he defeated his own credibility.

Han Ji had no choice but to put down the red wine, turned around and went upstairs to get a bottle of unopened Moutai, and also a set of exquisite small porcelain cups for drinking white wine. He went to the kitchen to wash it before taking it over.

"No one has used this set. You know, people like us basically don't drink white wine outside the table," Han Ji poured it on the two of them. "This set of porcelain was given by someone else, and I haven't been willing to use it yet."

The suspicious expression on Ai Zhiyin's face was barely less.

"Drinking red wine will cause a headache when you wake up the next day, and drinking white wine will make you feel more comfortable," said Han Ji.

“Wine wine is easy to get drunk.”

"Just drink less, I didn't say I had to get you drunk," Han Ji smiled, "It's boring to drink, how about playing a game?"

"What game?" Ai Zhiyin asked.

"Tell the truth. Do you dare?"

“How to play?”

"I ask questions, you tell the truth, I drink; if you ask questions, I tell the truth, you drink."

"How to determine, the answer we are talking about is the truth?"

"Drinking wine means recognizing that what the other party said is the truth."

Ai Zhiyin thought for a while, "Okay, give it a try."

Anyway, Han Ji took her to watch "His World" strange and novel, so she is quite looking forward to what tricks this game can play.

"Who will come first?" she asked.

"Who do you want first?"

"You can do it first."

"Yes," Han Ji's eyes flipped slightly, and his eyes moved from Ai Zhiyin's face to the wine glass.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity...

He had hardly thought about it, he asked, "You said before, 'I don't like what I have talked about, and I haven't talked about what I like'... The person you have loved but have never fallen in love - is it Han Jue?"

Ai Zhiyin was suddenly stunned. She didn't expect Han Ji to come and play so much.

"Can you just drink without answering?"

"No," Han Ji said: "No, no matter whether it is true or false, you must give an answer."

Ai Zhiyin thought for a while, raised her eyes and bravely met Han Ji's gaze, and said surely: "Yes."

Han Ji's chest suddenly felt so depressed.

Although it was just a random guess, it still made people feel confused after knowing the truth.

He felt unwilling to accept it and took a full cup.

"It's your time, ask," the spicy pubic penis made him frown, and he could only speak in his throat.

"I have nothing to ask, I have to think about it," Ai Zhiyin pondered for a while and asked, "Do you have real estate or real estate outside that I don't know?"

This time it was Han Ji's turn to be dazed.

He thought she would ask about the women outside him, but he didn't expect Ai Zhiyin to ask so realistically.

"It's hard to answer?" Ai Zhiyin smiled, "I don't ask you to give an answer to my question. If you don't want to answer it, you can drink and punish yourself."

"Yes." Han Ji said seriously: "It was just before, before, before the Thunder Operation, I dealt with it all. One was in Building 18, Area A, Huatianfu, northern suburbs, and the other was a high-rise building in the third phase of Poly Times. I can't remember the specific buildings."

Ai Zhiyin's heart was a little cold, and the smile on her lips was also a bitter smile, "Look, you are not the only one who cheated on me."

Han Ji bowed his head, "I can't hide these... I can't hide them from you. You know, these properties are very dangerous, if someone knows..."

Ai Zhiyin: "Why do you want to tell me again now?"

Han Ji: "Because I don't want to hide anything from you anymore, nor do I want to tell lies to you."

Ai Zhiyin nodded, "You are not as you said, unprepared for me."

Han Ji: "If I say, not telling you is actually a kind of protection for you, do you believe it?"

Ai Zhiyin: "I don't believe it. I don't believe what you say now."

She looked down at the cup in front of her.

There is only half a glass of wine that can be seen from the bottom.

Han Ji might be afraid that she wouldn't be able to drink well, so she didn't fill her up.

She really didn't have a good alcohol tolerance. Looking at the little glass of wine in front of her, she didn't know whether she should be sad or moved.

Han Ji should have confessed this game.

She picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

The spicy and rich alcohol smell made her cough.

Han Ji stood up and poured her a glass of water.

"Or you'd better drink red wine," Han Ji added, "just use this small cup to drink."

"Need not."

"You can't drink me."

"I didn't want to drink you," Ai Zhiyin looked at him, "I just don't want to drink red wine here."

There is something in the words, and Han Ji can understand the meaning of Ai Zhiyin's voice.

Maybe he was still disgusted with other women here and so on.

She didn't want to drink red wine here, she just didn't want to reduce her value and do the same thing as those women.

This is Ai Zhiyin's unique self-esteem.

Han Ji pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.

"Continue," Ai Zhiyin said: "It's your turn, ask questions."

"How old am I this year?"

Ai Zhiyin was stunned, "Why do you ask this?"

Han Ji: "It's nothing, just answer truthfully."

Ai Zhiyin said in a daze: "Thirty-five. Although the year has been over, it has not yet reached its birthday, and it is exactly thirty-sixth of the birthday."

Han Ji picked up the cup and drank it all in one go, "It's your turn to ask."

Ai Zhiyin looked at him blankly: "I have nothing to ask."

Han Ji: "After asking about real estate, why don't you ask about fund stocks or other deposits?"
Chapter completed!