C18 No If

What account?! Ye Yingxin only felt that it was outrageous, she just picked up the milk, then slowly lowered her hand.

"Eat." Shen Han looked at her, his thin lips parted as he spat out a word.

Ye Yingxin could only obediently continue to pick up his knife and fork to eat. The dishes on the table were all her favorite dishes, and the culinary skills that Shen Han invited were even more excellent. Ye Yingxin had a wide smile on his face the moment he took a bite out of it, and directly started to eat the dishes one by one.

After the hangover, his body was even hungrier than usual. Ye Hengxin could only feel that he had returned to the time when his mother was still alive, and everything he ate was warmth.

"Have you finished eating?" Shen Han's deep voice sounded.

After Ye Hen heard this, he slowly put down the tableware in his hands, only to realize that he had already finished all the food in a flash, and the table was a mess.

'Shame on me. I didn't even have the slightest appearance of eating just now … '

She put her hands on both sides of her body and sat there modestly like a primary school student.

Shen Han looked at her expression and snorted, putting aside the newspaper in his hand, "Now you know how to act cute. Weren't you drunk outside last night?"

Ye Yingxin bit his lips and did not speak.

She also knew that getting drunk last night was her fault.

How did the situation develop? Unknowingly, she drank too much, and then... I met a weird man in black clothes, then... That's not right! Didn't a group of hooligans appear after last night?

Ye Wen frowned, and tried his best to recall who it was that saved her. He turned his head to look at the man in front of him, was he the one that appeared and saved her?

"Did you save me last night?"

"If not," Shen Han's face was filled with unhappiness, "Who else do you want to save you?"

Please, that wasn't the point.

"Thank you!" Ye Wen Xin stood up, and bowed solemnly to thank Shen Han. In any case, if he hadn't come to her rescue, she really couldn't have imagined what would have happened.

Shen Han hugged his arms, stretching his legs casually. His casual actions, however, were full of mesmerizing charm. Seeing Ye Yingxin's actions, he raised an eyebrow.

"You really should thank me, but did you want to send me away with just a word of thanks?"

"Huh?" Ye Yingxin stood up, at a loss of what to do. Both of her hands were twisted into a twist as she softly said, "Then … "Then what else can we do …"

"Woman!" Shen Han stood up abruptly. In front of him, Ye Hengxin appeared extremely petite, and she couldn't help but take a step back from the pressure of his height.

Shen Han Shen immediately took a step forward, and Ye Hengxin took another step back. Unexpectedly, he once again took a step forward with his long legs, and approached Ye Hengxin.

With a "peng" sound, the vase beside the table was accidentally knocked to the ground by Ye Yingxin. The broken glass of the vase splashed up from the ground, directly cutting her hand that was propped up on the table.

"It's bleeding …" Ye Wen looked at his wrist that was cut open, and foolishly took it in his mouth.

"You're so stupid!"

Shen Han immediately grabbed her and angrily said, "Let's clean this place up." As he spoke, he instructed the servants to clean up the place.

"Yes." A few servants at the side immediately surrounded him, pushing Ye Wen Xin to the side of Shen Han Chen.

"Yes, I'm sorry," Ye Hengxin waved his hand, feeling very embarrassed.

"Alright," Shen Han's frown deepened, "Give me your hand!"

He grabbed her injured wrist and carefully examined the wound. Seeing how serious he was, she felt a little embarrassed. "It's not that serious …"

Saying that, she lightly moved a few times, attempting to break free from Shen Han's imprisonment.

"Don't move." Shen Han waved his hand, and a servant beside him handed over the medicine box. He took it and began to help her clean her wounds.

Have you had some bad luck recently? Why was he injured again and again? Ye Yingxin looked at his wrist and thought back to the last time he was scalded, and how his leg had just recovered a little. He could not help but sigh. What bad luck!

When she looked down again, she found that Shen Han Chen was wrapping her wrist with gauze, and it looked like a dumpling.

"Shen Clan," Ye Yingxin hurriedly said, "There's no need to wrap so many of them, it's not that serious."

Shen Han's face did not look good, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Wen Xin, feeling that this woman is too insensible, personally bandaging her wounds, she is not touched at all, actually dares to be so picky here, commenting about it.

The more he thought about it, the more furious Shen Han became.

Ye Hen had a blank look on his face, he had no idea how he had angered him, causing his expression to turn even uglier.

"If that's the case, then take it off."

As he said that, he picked up a pair of scissors and waved it at Ye Yingxin's wrist.

"Wait!" Seeing him like this, how could she not understand? She hastily stopped his movements and said, "This way of bandaging the waterproof effect is the best. For me, it is the most suitable."

Shen Han's dark expression finally eased up. He tossed the scissors aside and returned to his chair. His dark eyes were fixed on Ye Yingxin. "How are you going to repay me?"

Alright, the topic went back to the beginning. This man actually started to brazenly bring up Entu to report.

However, it was a fact that someone else had saved you. Given that he could accept it, agreeing to a few of his requests was still quite reasonable.

Ye Hen clenched his teeth, feeling a bad premonition in his heart. Shen Han would never ask for a request so easily, but at this moment, she could only say: "Say it, if …"

"There is no 'if', but there is. If there is no 'if', then there is no way," Shen Han interrupted her, not intending to give her the slightest chance to go back on her words, "Or, you were saved, and you don't intend to repay me?"

"Yes, I can! Say it. " Ye Hen gritted his teeth as he replied.

"Very good!"

Shen Han's hands were crossed on the table, as if he had already made up his mind long ago. His thin lips parted as he said, "Ever since I came to Roton to work, I have been the minister of the Jewelry Appraisal Department." He tapped the table with his index finger, "It's a lot more inconvenient, my secretary is not fit to bring her into the office."

Ye Hen suddenly thought of the fox man he met in his office last time. Could he be Shen Hanming's secretary?

However, what was strange was that as a minister of a small department in Lorton, why would he need a secretary to take care of things for him?

"So," he said, looking at her with shining eyes, "you!"