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nChapter 877: Side Story: Han Binglan 9

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHan Cheng and the two other men only practiced social dances. As for street dancing, they only knew a little. They did not dare to show it, let alone dance with Han Binglan.

nThe outcome was obvious. It ended with Han Cheng and the other two men admitting defeat awkwardly.

nHan Binglan heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was the one standing here today after transmigrating. If it were the original Le Yao, she would probably be in a difficult position.

nAs the eldest grandson’s wife of the Han family, Han Ye’s wife also became a topic of discussion in the upper-class society at this moment. Of course, it also slapped the faces of the other people in the Han family who wanted to embarrass Han Ye.

n“Thank you.” Han Ye held Han Binglan’s hand and left the manor.

n“There’s no need. We have an agreement. I’m doing this for myself.” Han

nBinglan smiled and retracted her hand. “Since there’s nothing else, go back. I’m tired.”

nHan Ye clenched his empty hand into a fist. An agreement. What he needed was something that could be useful. When he didn’t need it, it could become useless paper. That would depend on his wishes.

nFor the rest of the time, Han Binglan played the role of Mrs. Han seriously and accompanied him back and forth between Hong Kong and Qingcheng.

nIn the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year. Han Binglan took the time to go to the travel agency to terminate the contract. Only then did she know that during the time she was not here, there were many rumors about her in the travel industry. Some said that she had a foot in both camps, some said that she was hooking up with a married man, and even more ridiculously, they said that she was the lover of a man who was old enough to be a grandfather.

n“Ah Yao, what have you been so busy with recently?” Zhang Jingjing looked anxious. “Let me tell you, these rumors were definitely passed down by Wu Ping. Unfortunately, I didn’t find any evidence. Otherwise, I would have slapped her.”

n“Hehe.” Han Binglan smiled. “If you want to slap her, what evidence do you need?” As she spoke, she pushed open the door of the tour guide room. “Wu Ping. ”

nWu Ping was chatting with the other tour guides. When she heard Han Binglan call her, although she was unwilling, she still stood up and walked over. “Sister Yao…” Everyone called her Sister Le, but she deliberately called her Sister Yao because it sounded the same as “Yao Jie”. 1. Yao Jie is a slang for ‘prostitute’ in

nChinese, hence she is calling Le Yao that to embarrass her

nHowever, Han Binglan raised her hand and slapped her twice.

nWu Ping was stunned, and so were the others.

n“Wu Ping, actually, I’ve wanted to beat you up for a long time, but I endured it, but I couldn’t bear it today because you disgust me too much. Is it satisfying to spread such rumors?”

nWu Ping wanted to refute, but Han Binglan did not give her a chance to speak.

n“Two years ago, you came from another city. Your uncle didn’t even entertain you. I was the one who let you eat and stay at my house. Then, I helped you rent a house and even brought you into the industry. I even asked you to teach you step by step. In the end? You turned against me. I don’t need you to repay me, but don’t disgust me. Since you dare to do it, don’t pretend to be a white lotus. I’m warning you, be a good person in the future. Otherwise, I’ll hit you every time I see you. If you don’t believe me, try it…”

nWu Ping’s face was swollen from the slap. She looked very embarrassed, but her eyes were very vicious.

nHowever, Han Binglan ignored her and placed some candy and snacks on the table. “I’m married. I’ll treat everyone to some wedding candy.” “Le Yao, you…” Luan Qing was a little shocked when he saw Wu Ping being beaten up.

n“We registered our marriage in mid-October.” Le Yao smiled. “Alright, I won’t delay you anymore. Goodbye.” Then, she pulled Zhang Jingjing out of the travel agency.

n“Le Yao, are you really married?” Zhang Jingjing was still in disbelief.

n“Yes.” Le Yao nodded and handed her a box. “This is a gift for you. Because his identity is special, I can’t say anything.”

nZhang Jingjing opened the brocade box and took a deep breath. It was a necklace. It was a very famous international brand with a price of seven figures. “It’s too expensive. You married into a rich family?” “Yes.” Han Binglan nodded. “It’s indeed a rich family.”

n“Oh my god.” Zhang Jingjing exclaimed. “Haha, sis, that’s amazing…”

n“You don’t think I’m… vain?”

n“Bullsh*t.” Zhang Jingjing waved her hand. “Are you supposed to buy a house with Luan Qing and help him repay the loan then? Come on, those are all imposed on women by incompetent men. In my opinion, it’s fine as long as he treats you well.”

n“Thank you.” Han Binglan reached out and hugged Zhang Jingjing.

nAt this moment, the car arrived. Han Ye personally came to pick her up. Han Binglan said goodbye to Zhang Jingjing and left.

nZhang Jingjing looked at Han Ye’s face and opened her mouth in surprise. Wasn’t this the scammer from back then?

n“Hi, beautiful.” Beiming Tang waved at Zhang Jingjing from the front passenger seat.

nZhang Jingjing’s eyes also widened.

nHan Binglan smiled and waved. “Call me if you need anything.” Then the car left.

n“Does your hand hurt?” In the car, Han Ye held Han Binglan’s hand.

n“It’s fine.” Han Binglan felt a little uncomfortable, but the other party was holding her hand very tightly. She couldn’t pull it out, so she could only admit it in the end. “Are we going straight to the airport now?”

n“Yes, I’ve already called Father and Mother. They’ve already moved into their new house, so you don’t have to worry…”

nHan Binglan was surprised for a moment, then smiled. “Looks like your words are more useful than mine.”

n“I have no choice. Mother-in-law finds her son-in-law more and more pleasing to the eye. There’s no helping it.” Han Ye was very proud.

nAt this moment, the car stopped and Beiming Tang got out. He would stay here to settle some matters for the time being. However, before he left, he looked at Han Ye. “Ah Ye, after getting married, I feel that your health is getting better and better. It seems that getting a wife is very beneficial. It’s worth it.” With that, he turned around and ran away.

nHan Binglan glanced at Han Ye. This quv did not seem to be acting up again.

n“He’s right, because you’re my medicine.”

nHan Binglan couldn’t help but secretly roll her eyes. Such corny romantic words were not suitable for a cooperative relationship like theirs, so she could only pretend not to understand.

nHowever, the corners of Han Ye’s mouth curled up. No one knew that he was telling the truth because no one knew that he had actually transmigrated too. In his previous life, his name was Mei Yehan. When he found out that he had a half-sister, he set her up. Later on, he died in Nangong Jue’s hands. At that time, he fell into the sea and thought that he was completely done for. When he opened his eyes again, he was Han Ye, the 18-year-old Han Ye, who had been drowned in the swimming pool by his two cousins.

nHe had come back to life, but he had the problem of palpitations. Moreover, he would fall sick whenever he was near a woman. Later, a dream reminded him that it was because he had been too evil in his previous life and had hurt an innocent girl. Now, he had to suffer this pain.

nFor ten years, he almost wished he was dead..

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