Chapter 1167 Screen Opening Password

Han Lie suddenly realized that he was just playing tricks on him by pretending to be ugly and letting go of his idol baggage!

He went to grab her phone with a look of embarrassment. Ye Zhen dodged and accidentally hit the glass with the back of her head. She immediately turned pale in pain. Han Lie also grabbed her phone at the same time, but was also knocked by her. The cry of pain startled him.

He held her cell phone and looked at Ye Zhen's pale face. He subconsciously wanted to ask her, but when he thought of her bad behavior just now, he hardened his heart and said, "Stop playing tricks on me. Don't think I will be fooled again."

Ye Zhen didn't say anything. She held a tissue and pressed it on the wound. When she let go, the tissue was soaked with blood.

Han Lie suddenly felt at a loss, "Why is there so much blood..."

Ye Zhen pressed the wound and glanced at him, "You were so fierce when you struck, now you know you are afraid?"

Han Lie...

He gritted his teeth, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

This bitch, doesn’t she even know how it hurts?

Han Lie urged Brother Ming to drive faster. Seeing his serious and nervous look, Ye Zhen couldn't help teasing him, "Are you so worried about me?"

Han Lie glared at her, "No one is worried about you! I'm afraid you'll die in my car!"

Ye Zhen laughed, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Don't worry, the disaster will last for thousands of years, but I can still live for more than nine hundred years."

Seeing her languor, Han Lie moved his lips. He rarely disagreed with her, but kept glancing up at the back of her head, the sadness in his eyes difficult to conceal.

"Do you still want to delete it?" Ye Zhen asked him in a low voice, "If you don't want to delete it, give me your phone."

Han Lie came to his senses and said angrily, "I don't know how to delete the password?"

Ye Zhen said, "The password is your birthday."

Han Lie?

"What did you say?"

Ye Zhen repeated, "The password is your birthday."

Han Lie felt confused and wondered if his brain was damaged?

As a result, he tried to enter his birthday and it was solved! Moreover, her desktop background still used his photo. Han Lie's hands shook and he looked at Ye Zhen in disbelief.

Ye Zhen frowned and urged, "Delete it quickly. After deleting it, give it to me. I want to reply to the message."

Han Lie was in a complicated mood. He wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask. Finally, he opened the photo album with red ears. Then he saw that Ye Zhen had a lot of photos of himself stored in Ye Zhen's phone. Some were taken when they met, and some were of him. Magazine photo.

His Adam's apple slid and the phone in his hand vibrated. Ye Zhen was still urging her to receive a message from her manager. Han Lie pursed his lips and quickly deleted the ugly photo of himself before returning the phone to her. .

Her manager has sent a lot of messages, and it seems that they are also asking about the live broadcast and calling the police.

Ye Zhen took the phone and quickly typed a reply. Han Lie sat next to her, his heart struggling to calm down.

Don't like when a person uses his birthday as his screen password?

Don't like a person who uses their photo as background image?

Don’t like that a person has so many photos of him or her on his phone?

ah……

Han Lie was so worried that he wanted to pull his hair again.

Why does Dian Po like him?

He looked at Ye Zhen replying to the message and saw that she was about to raise her head, so he quickly turned his head to the side. His overly handsome face was reflected in the car window glass. Han Lie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that it was normal for Dian Po to like him. After all, the genes of the old Han family are indeed good.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously sat up straight and raised his chin slightly. If he looked at it from Ye Zhen's point of view, his profile was absolutely perfect. After all, he had been photographed in so many magazines and appeared in so many magazines. On the stage, he knows the most handsome pose at any angle.

After replying to the message, Ye Zhen put the phone aside and turned to look at Han Lie. Seeing that he was tense, she paused and asked, "Do you have a ruler in your waist? Can't you bend?"

Brother Ming burst into laughter.

Han Lie is more than ten years younger than him. In Brother Ming's eyes, he is just like a bratty kid. He is aloof and loves to be cool. This kind of behavior is too common for boys of this age, especially when Han Lie is so handsome. There is nothing reproachable at all about narcissism.

Although he occasionally wanted to complain like this, he really didn't expect anyone to dare to complain in front of Han Lie. Ye Yinghou was a warrior.

Han Lie froze for a moment and glared at her angrily, "You have been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and no one has ever beaten you?"

Ye Zhen smiled carelessly, "Isn't this a beating for you?"

This sentence made Han Lie feel guilty again, and he shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Han Lie brought Ye Zhen to see his personal doctor. The personal doctor's surname was Xu. He was a little surprised when he saw Han Lie bringing Ye Zhen here, but he didn't ask any questions and helped treat the wound very neatly.

Ye Zhen sighed, "It's better to be top-notch. The company also provides a private doctor."

Han Lie didn't answer.

Dr. Xu was not assigned by the company, but was assigned to him by his mother.

When he entered the entertainment industry after having a falling out with his family, he actually endured a lot of hardships. The route customized for him by the company was to debut as a member of a male talent show.

He started too late, but his voice is okay and he has no problem singing. He can play seven or eight musical instruments, but he can't dance at all.

Although Han Lie's talent is at the bottom of his family, his toughness is no worse than any of his brothers and sisters. He must achieve the ultimate in what he sets his sights on. His father thinks that entering the entertainment industry is just a fool's errand, so he insists on making achievements to show him. .

Therefore, he engraved diligence into his bones when practicing dance. After the company's prescribed practice time, he had to work overtime to practice. He left home for a year, holding his breath and not practicing at home.

The father could force himself to compete with his child, but the mother felt distressed, so she came to see him the night before his first stage performance.

Han Lie's first stage performance was amazing. His dancing ability was ranked in the top ten among a group of boys who auditioned. No one believed that it was the result of a year of training. Only her mother knew that he had never danced before.

Mother and son were together in the audience. His mother cried when she saw him holding him. Han Lie wanted to comfort her, but the injury on his waist was so painful that he couldn't help but "hiss".

His mother noticed something strange about him and took off his clothes despite Han Lie's obstruction.

The eldest son, who is loved by many, has been away from home for a year and is covered with injuries. His life-threatening training methods, while making rapid progress, are also extremely harmful to the body.

Han's mother was so distressed that she burst into tears and insisted on taking him home. Han Lie had come to this point and could not give up no matter what.

Unable to persuade her son, Mother Han scolded her husband, and then forcefully arranged for a private doctor to be given to him. If he didn't accept it, she would cry.

Han Lie had the best relationship with his mother. The most cruel thing she ever said to him was "Mom is really going to be angry." As stubborn as he was, he hated to see that gentle woman cry, so he accepted her arrangement.

But Han Lie didn't want to be special in the company, and he didn't want others to look at him in a sexual way, so he never let his personal doctor accompany him during dance practice. He would only take the initiative to come for physical therapy after the dance practice to reassure his mother. (End of chapter)