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059 Security

As soon as Mint said these words, not only Cai Qingyi stopped talking, but Bo Yan, Rong Zihua and Tian Ma all looked at Zhan Yifan and said nothing.

Mint knew that she was now the focus of everyone's eyes, but she couldn't let go of her outstretched hand, and she couldn't swallow the words she spoke. So she suppressed the tension in her heart and looked at Zhan Yifan with an expectant expression in his eyes.

He twitched his lips in embarrassment: "We are... an unmarried couple. You wouldn't mind hugging me again, would you?"

Zhan Yifan looked down at Mint, his eyes gradually getting warmer, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved, making people believe that it was a smile from his heart.

"Of course. Why would you mind? We just need this opportunity to get along, don't we?" After three sentences, he paused after each sentence, and after finishing speaking, he bent down and picked Mint up from the sofa.

Mint held Zhan Yifan's shoulders, her face slightly flushed. It was definitely not because she was shy, but because she was lying and taking the initiative at the moment, she felt extremely embarrassed.

"Auntie, I'm going up to take a rest with Mint." Zhan Yifan nodded slightly to Cai Qingyi and without getting permission, he turned around and walked towards the stairs with Mint in his arms.

"Tian Ma, make more food tonight, Yifan... wants to stay for dinner." Bo Min looked at Tian Ma from the gap between Zhan Yifan's shoulders and ordered Tian Ma, Tian Ma kept nodding: "Yes, I will."

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Mint then turned around and couldn't help but look up at Zhan Yifan. Zhan Yifan was holding her up the stairs without even taking a breath. Mint couldn't help but frown and think, is she really that thin? She always felt like he was holding her for so long.

He didn't even frown.

This is the first man in the world to hold Mint in his arms for such a long time. Mint doesn't feel disgusted, just like his kiss. Mint doesn't feel disgusted. On the contrary... she feels a little relieved when he holds her like this. Every time she walks in

In this house, Mint would feel extremely tired. She had an indescribable sense of depression, and she would always use her cold exterior to express her feelings.

She protects herself in clothes, always like a hedgehog with its thorns raised high at any time. She has been hurt too much, and she has had too many thorns pulled out, but hiding in Zhan Yifan's arms, she seems to be able to

Putting away those thorns, you can also temporarily put down your cold and strong coat. What a strange reaction and phenomenon is this?

For Mint, not only does he have a nervous heartbeat, but he also has an infinite sense of security, so Zhan Yifan is already a suitable partner for him to marry.

"On the right, the third room... just go forward..." Minhao gave instructions in a low voice, while Zhan Yifan pursed his lips and followed her instructions without saying anything.

It wasn't until a soft slam of the door was heard from upstairs that the three people who were still standing by the sofa in a daze downstairs reacted.

Bo Yan looked at Rong Zihua hurriedly, with an uncertain look on his face. There was no special expression on Rong Zihua's cold and frosty face, but Bo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pinched his face gently.

He held his fist hidden under his clothes.

Cai Qingyi's face was also very cold. She looked at Tian Ma who had already hurried to the kitchen and frowned. She shouted in a low voice: "Tian Ma, don't be too busy! Master will come back tonight and cook more dishes."

Tian Ma was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything. She just nodded: "Yes, madam."

Then Cai Qingyi walked towards the stairs and said to Bo Yan as he walked: "I want to sleep for a while, don't let anyone disturb me."

"Mom, please rest." Bo Yan said considerately from behind. After watching Cai Qingyi disappear, Bo Yan turned to look at Rong Zihua: "Zihua, what do you think of my sister's fiancé?"

Rong Zihua was stunned: "How do you say..."

"You are my sister's good friend and your boss, right? It's okay for you to express some opinions! And you will soon become the son-in-law of the Bo family!" Bo Yan took Rong Zihua's arm and turned to sit on the sofa together.

After coming down, Rong Zihua paused, looked at the stairs with blurred eyes and said calmly: "That man... I don't know much about him, but at first impression, I feel that he is not an ordinary person."

"He is the future successor of Zhan International, but my father said that he has almost controlled more than half of the sovereignty! He is a well-known and business-minded person in the business world. My father also said that he is afraid of his methods.

Although I have never fought against him, my father admires him. In my opinion, a man with such ability would never be so handsome and young. At first, I thought he was a middle-aged uncle, maybe bald, or maybe with a big belly, which is my sister's blessing.

It’s finally good!”

Rong Zihua looked at Bo Yan's chattering little mouth. Although she kept smiling, Rong Zihua suddenly felt that Bo Yan was not actually smiling. Was he wrong? Or was it an illusion?

"Bo Yan. Aren't you happy?" Rong Zihua asked impulsively. Bo Yan stiffened, and his smile stopped on his lips. He turned to look at Rong Zihua: "Zihua, what did you say?"

Rong Zihua paused and asked him, what was he talking about? How could he doubt Bo Yan?

"I'm sorry, I just...just think you should be happy!" Rong Zihua stroked his forehead and stood up from the sofa with a sigh.

"I'm very happy..." Bo Yan lowered her head, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes. She was careless!

"I'm sorry Yan'er, let's go out for a walk in the garden. The air in this room is too stuffy." Rong Zihua stretched out his hand to pull up Bo Yan and walked out. Bo Yan pursed his lips and there was anger in his eyes.

Do you think the atmosphere is too stuffy or are you just feeling stuffy at all?

Rong Zihua turned around, and Bo Yan immediately lowered his head to hide the anger in his eyes, which gradually faded away, and then raised his head with a pitiful and hesitant expression: "Zihua..."

Rong Zihua paused and reached out to take Bo Yan into his arms, feeling even more guilty: "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened to me!"

"Are you worried about your sister?" Bo Yan hugged Rong Zihua and gently tugged on his clothes, looking aggrieved and about to cry. "It doesn't matter. You are friends. You have worked together for five years. You are not worried about her."

It’s normal!”

The guilt in Rong Zihua's heart was getting deeper and deeper. He touched Bian Boyan's forehead and said calmly and calmly: "I'm not worried about her, I just think... if she really wants to marry a businessman, or

As a businessman with a huge family business, she will have to endure more tears and troubles than she imagined."

"Why?" Bo Yan looked at Rong Zihua with some confusion.

Rong Zihua sighed and touched Bo Yan's pretty face: "Have you forgotten your sister's identity? She is a party member and a female prosecutor." Although she has the highest honor and status, the corresponding

There is also a lot of price to pay and more constraints.

Bo Yan still looked like she didn't understand. Rong Zihua touched Bo Yan's head and said gently: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Your sister should also understand. Let's go for a walk?"

Bo Yan then nodded and agreed obediently: "Yes."
Chapter completed!
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