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Raising her arms again and pressing the remote control, she stood up and walked slowly into the bedroom.

How could she forget that night, that pier, that deck, that tragic scene?

In the bleak sea breeze, on a starless and moonless night, her honest and kind father, in order to save her from the scum, was alone on a horse, was hacked by the scum more than a dozen times, and finally died of exhaustion.

All these years, if she didn't have the desire for revenge in her heart, how could she have survived to this day?

So, it's time for her to go back.

Walking to the bed, she picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and she dialed a number.

"Hey, Jason, it's me, Zijing Ye."

There was silence at the other end, and the man's steady and even breathing came.

"I, want to go back to China." After a while, Zijing spoke again with difficulty.

"Jing, did you see that news?" The man at the other end finally spoke, but his voice was full of helplessness.

"Yes, I can't wait any longer."

There was silence again, and after a few seconds, the man spoke again: "No matter what you think, Jing, I will support you. But if you go back like this, I am very worried."

"Jason, don't be like this, trust me, I am not the ignorant Han Ziluo seven years ago, I know what to do and what not to do."

It's not surprising that Jason has such worries, Zijing is not at all surprised, after all, seven years ago, her most embarrassing and miserable appearance was deeply rooted in his heart.

How she struggled on the line of life and death, and how she fought against illness, he knew very clearly.

It can be said that without him, the Han Ziluo seven years ago would have been buried in the sea, and Ye Zijing would not be present.

"Well, okay." After a long time, Jason's voice sounded, "Jing, you know, the company has a lot of business these days, I can't get away to accompany you, I want Harry to accompany you back to China, how about it? "

"No, Jason, I'm leaving. If Harry leaves again, you can't do without a reliable assistant by your side. Don't worry, Tian Tian will just accompany me."

"Then, okay." Jason had no choice but to agree, "It happens that the company has a cooperation case with the Chu family, so you can use it to go back. But you have to promise me that no matter what happens, you have to wait for me, okay ?"

"I will, Jason, and you understand that I can't start a new life without avenging my father's death."

"Okay, in at most two weeks, I will finish my work and fly to China to find you, so, Jing, you must wait for me to go back before taking revenge."

"Then I've booked a ticket now? I'll contact you later."

C city airport in China.

Bauhinia and Tian Tian walked side by side in the luxurious glazed departure hall, dragging suitcases behind them were the receptionists sent by Jason in work uniforms.

Tian Tian was born in a Chinese-American family. As soon as he graduated from university, he was lucky enough to join JK Group, a well-known American Internet company. He became a member of JK's president Jason's secretarial team, and was the special assistant of Jason's chief assistant Ye Zijing.

Although she is a descendant of Chinese descent, it is the first time she has come to China, so she is very excited, and she chatters non-stop when she gets off the plane.

Bauhinia is wearing a bohemian-style floral dress today, a white hat with ruffled leaves, and wide sunglasses covering most of her delicate face. That's all, her tall figure is perfect Her handsome appearance and her natural and glamorous temperament still attract the men around her to look sideways at her frequently.

But there are exceptions.

For example, he was passing by two people, a tall man in a suit and leather shoes, with an extraordinary temperament, took out his mobile phone from his pocket with one hand, and pulled a long suitcase with the other, hurrying along.

"Hello..." The magnetic and mellow male voice was low and sweet, covering up the sound of "slapping" things falling to the ground.

The man walked on his long legs and continued walking while talking on the phone.

Bauhinia glanced at the little purplish-red notebook lying quietly at her feet, slightly curled her lips, but said nothing.