Han Qichen turned around. What do you want to say?

He has a pair of blue eyes, like a lake in spring. Han Qichen's mother is a noble from North America, and this is also the glory flowing in his blood.

His thin lips gently pursed made him look a little cold.

The next moment, Han Qichen laughed, and his gentle smile dispelled the sense of distance. "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"

"You know my name?"

"Of course I know. My name is Han Qichen," he paused, "maybe you prefer to call me x."

Hearing this name, Yunzhi felt as if it was very familiar.

X, who’s called X?

She suddenly remembered, "You are the one in the live broadcast room."

"You guessed it right," Han Qichen looked at Yunzhi's somewhat alert expression and felt that there was no threat at all, but rather she was very cute.

"I just happened to meet you and brought you back."

"Just happened to meet?" Yunzhi doubted the authenticity of this sentence.

Han Qichen said calmly, "If you want to ask about what happened last night, it was because the door lock of the room was broken, so I accidentally locked you in. That room is mine, and I saw you fainted in there, so I carried you out."

This reason was too far-fetched, but Yunzhi couldn't think of any other explanation after thinking about it.

She knew clearly that the person in front of her was lying, because it was impossible for her to be moved repeatedly like this and still fall into a deep sleep. There must be something wrong.

Seeing the person in front of her talking to her in a nonchalant manner, she just felt scared.

"I forgot to tell you that, just call me Qichen. I am Han Shaoan's uncle."

"Or you can also call me uncle together with Shaoan."

Han Shaoan's uncle is so young and looks about the same age as her.

"Mr. Han."

This distant address made Han Qichen a little unhappy, but he still let her do as she pleased. Pressing too hard might allow the vigilant prey to escape.

"Come and sit."

Yunzhi felt like she was being stared at by the people around her, and felt uneasy.

"Thank you very much. I will leave now and will not stay here to disturb you."

Yunzhi tried to leave, but Han Qichen didn't intend to stop him at all.

Could it be a misunderstanding? Is this man really innocent? She looked at the man's perfect profile and doubted herself.

"I'll give it to you."

Until the moment they reached the doorstep, everything was normal and Han Qichen behaved very gentlemanly.

Yunzhi felt relieved and saw his eyes gradually softening. He was such a good man that he even took her home.

"No need to see me off. Goodbye, Mr. Han."

Yunzhi climbed up the stairs and opened the door with the key she carried with her. The first thing she did when she returned was to start the live broadcast.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't live stream normally yesterday because of something," Yunzhi said apologetically, "I will make up for it today, don't worry."

The live broadcast was filled with comments.

"I was so worried. There was no news yesterday."

"What accident? Never mind. I won't ask. As long as you are safe, that's all."

"The host must take care of himself. He might be feeling unwell."

"Don't worry, I'm fine now."

Yunzhi opened the game skillfully and saw the online friend ID "Yan" at a glance. Yunzhi felt that as long as she was online, the familiar ID would be online, but she did not investigate further.

What Yunzhi didn’t know was that someone was squatting in her live broadcast room every day, with his phone always online, waiting for her to log in.

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