Chapter 912: Ten Thousand Year Steel Tree
Han Cihui: "...."
What the hell?
Very fast?
He's not ready yet!
Han Cihui was so scared that he quickly took his phone from Han Yuanjun's hand, but Han Yuanjun blocked him with his hand and easily dodged Han Cihui's hand.
Han Cihui anxiously shouted, "Third Brother, please don't do this to me! Hurry up and hang up. I'm not ready yet!"
"Why do you have to be ready for something like this?" Han Yuanjun stared at Han Cihui with contempt. "Waiting for you to get ready, even the vegetables would go moldy!"
Just like when he chased after Liang Zixuan. Liang Zixuan kept saying she was not ready, and if Han Yuanjun was really waiting for her to be ready, would he be able to capture her heart and marry her? He would even have a child with her soon.
Love never waiting for you to get ready. If you really needed to get ready, then it was not pure love.
Han Yuanjun always believed in this saying. Therefore, no matter how much Han Cihui begged him, Han Yuanjun had to push Han Cihui out of his comfort zone.
However, when the phone was connected, no one answered.
Han Yuanjun called again and the outcome was still the same.
In the end, he threw the phone at Han Cihui. "This is all I can do for you. The rest is up to you."
After saying that, he stood up, but before walking out, he patted Han Cihui on the shoulder. "Cihui, show her the bravery and courage of the men of the Han Family. I know you can do it."
Han Cihui looked at Han Yuanjun's back and felt his heart beating fast.
The men of the Han Family...
He might be the most cowardly.
When the men of the Han Family were chasing the girls they liked, they were all fast and decisive in their actions and ended the battle as quickly as possible. Only he was... so disappointing. He could not even support himself against the wall.
Han Cihui suddenly thought of a very serious matter.
Didn't Han Yuanjun call the girl with his phone earlier?
Even if she did not answer the phone, it was not good to leave it just like that, right?
Han Cihui's heart sank and his hand holding the phone trembled.
"I'll call her again. But if she picks up, what should I say?"
Han Cihui looked up at the sky and sighed. "Third Brother, come back here! What should I do after this?"
No matter how much Han Cihui shouted, even if his throat were broken, Han Yuanjun would not come back.
No one could help Han Cihui with his feelings, and Han Yuanjun felt he had done enough.
If Han Cihui still could not figure it out and was still like this, then he deserved not to have a girlfriend for the rest of his life!
Han Cihui jumped around the room. It was as if his phone had caught fire and burned his hand.
But he did not seem willing to throw it away.
After pacing around the room, Han Cihui decided to suppress his nervousness and stood by the window. He pushed the window open and let the cool breeze blow in to take away his nervousness.
"Hi, hello. Do you remember me? I'm the director who wants you to play the female lead in my next movie, Han Cihui. I'm sorry for calling you just now. My brother's kid was naughty. He was playing with my phone and called you by mistake. I'm sorry about that."
Han Cihui quickly typed this paragraph. Shortly after, he sent the message. But after he sent it, he suddenly felt regret.
If Han Yuanjun saw this message and saw how Han Cihui used his child as a black sheep, he would definitely tear Han Cihui's head off.
Feeling restless, Han Cihui sat in the middle of the room. Even so, he couldn't calm himself down. In the end, he went back to the window and let the cool breeze blow around him as he waited for the girl's response.
But after an hour, there was no response from her at all. It was as if the message had been thrown into the trash can.
Han Cihui was a little disappointed. He looked at his phone and bit his lip. Just as he was about to throw the phone on the bed, he suddenly got angry. He took the phone back and typed another message.
"I went to buy flowers yesterday and found you selling the shop. Did something happen? Sigh... if you really need help, come to me. My offer is still open for you. As long as you want, I can definitely make you a big star. Hehe... so, are you interested?"
He read the message and suddenly felt that his words were a bit silly.
Just as he was about to delete the message, his phone suddenly rang twice. As soon as he opened the message, this sentence greeted him.
"Save me!"
Those two short words made Han Cihui's heart jump.
It was a pleasant surprise.
He was so happy that the girl had finally responded to his text message. But what surprised him even more was that she asked for his help!
Han Cihui suddenly felt nervous. His fingers typed quickly on the screen, but after typing a few words, he suddenly stopped. He felt this was too slow, so he immediately closed the message icon and dialed the flower girl's number.
The phone rang several times before it was picked up. The girl's weak voice came from the line. "S-save... save me..."
Han Cihui was so nervous that his heart jumped into his throat. Forcing himself to calm down, he asked, "Where are you now?"
"I-I...." The girl's voice grew weaker and weaker, "I-I..."
Han Cihui held his breath and listened carefully to the girl's voice. When he heard her voice, he immediately rushed out of the room with his phone
"Don't hang up on me. Listen to me. Take a deep breath. Take another deep breath. You just wait. I'll be there."
Saying this to the girl, he hurried down the stairs as fast as he could.
Han Yuanjun, Liang Zixuan, Lin Xiu, and Zhang Xiuying were sitting in the living room talking. Suddenly, they saw Han Cihui running out like a gust of wind. Everyone was stunned.
Zhang Xiuying was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. "It's already late. Where is he going in such a hurry?"
Han Yuanjun raised an eyebrow and said with a faint smile. "I think he is going to meet the girl."
"So soon?" Lin Xiu was so surprised that her eyes widened. "Didn't you just go up and talk to him a little while ago? He advanced in an hour?"
Han Yuanjun's lips twisted into a proud smile. "His tendons are blocked. After passing my legacy to him, how could he not make progress soon?
Zhang Xiuying cried tears of joy. She almost hugged Han Yuanjun. "This is good, this is great! My son's ten thousand-year steel tree has finally blossomed. I will also have a daughter-in-law soon!"
Ten thousand-year steel tree?
Han Yuanjun shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that the men of the Han Family were all ten-thousand-year-old steel trees. It was difficult for the men of the Han Family to meet the women they loved. Even if they had found them, they would still have had difficulty catching them.
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