Fang Han was stunned: "It doesn't matter, right?"

Anne's big eyes were bright and burning, staring at him with a glittering light: "I'm fine."

Fang Han smiled and said, "There is a proverb in China that if you don't die in a major disaster, you will definitely have good luck in the future."

"I think it's strange!" Annie blinked her big eyes and said in confusion: "Why am I okay!"

Fang Han said: "Good luck."

Annie shook her head: "I'm not lucky, Nice is lucky,... I didn't wear a seat belt, and when I braked suddenly, she was blocked by the airbag, and I flew out of the car!"

"Don't wear a seat belt, hey!" Fang Han shook his head.

Not wearing a seat belt is no different from suicide. The sudden brake of a car with a little speed is very powerful, enough to throw people out.

Anne said in confusion: "I thought it was over and I was going to heaven, but I was not injured!"

Fang Han smiled: "Why?"

"Yes, why?" Annie shook her head in confusion: "Fang, do you know?"

Fang Han stretched out his finger to point to the amulet: "Let me see this."

Annie handed over the jade pendant, Fang Han glanced at it, shook her head: "It's broken,...well, it's it that saved you."

"It's really it?" Annie snatched the jade pendant and looked carefully.

She kept thinking about it on the way back from the hospital, sitting on the sofa, and thinking about it until Fang Han came back. After thinking about it, she finally thought of the amulet sent by Fang Han.

Fang Han pointed to the coffee table: "Put it on top."

Annie carefully placed the jade pendant on the coffee table and looked at him in confusion.

"Bang!" Fang Han slapped the coffee table with his palm, and the jade pendant trembled and suddenly cracked into four petals.

"Hmm?!" Annie's eyes widened.

Fang Han smiled: "It's invalid now."

Annie stared at the amulet that was split into four petals, and Fang Hanze went upstairs.

———

Annie stared at the four-petal jade pieces in her palm, remembering the appearance that Fang Han gave her. One was dull and the other was flowing with bright light. It was really different!

Could it be that this amulet saved me?

She went upstairs and pushed open Fang Han's bedroom. He was lifting up his T-shirt, with streamlined muscles on his back, flashing with masculine beauty.

Anne stood at the door and asked openly: "Fang, is this amulet so magical?"

"What do you think?" Fang Han smiled and changed into his pajamas.

He found that he had washed his pajamas and was really considerate and attentive.

Anne bit her red lips and asked, "Can it be fixed?"

"What do you think?" Fang Han lowered his head and buttoned his pajamas.

Annie said: "Thank you, Fang!"

"You're welcome," Fang Han raised his head and smiled at her, picked up his pajamas: "Annie, look..."

Annie glared at him and left the room, went downstairs, spread her hands and looked at the four pale stones. Fang Han was a bit mysterious!

When Fang Han changed into pajamas and went downstairs, Joanna was talking to Annie, waved her hand at him, and then asked about the details of Annie's car accident.

Fang Han sat on the other side of Annie and listened. After Annie and Agnes attended the party, they were excited and Agnes suggested driving.

The two of them drank wine and didn't feel it when they got in the car. After driving for a while, they were slightly drunk by the wind. Agnes drove faster and faster. As a result, when she braked suddenly, she was fine with airbag protection. Anne flew out without a seat belt and almost died.

"Annie, stop playing with Agnes!" Joanna frowned and said angrily: "She is just a troublemaker!"

"Nice is kind," Anne said.

"She is not bad, but she is so good at causing trouble!" Joanna said: "Soon or later she will be killed!"

"Joan!" Annie said angrily.

Joanna waved her hand, too lazy to persuade her, so she picked up the file bag on the coffee table, took it out and looked through the contract, and her expression gradually became serious.

Fang Han looked at her quietly and didn't say anything.

After a while, Joanna put down the contract and looked up at Fang Han.

Fang Han smiled: "Is it okay?"

"It's so problematic!" Joanna stared at him and shook her head: "Agent fee one percent, MYGOD, this is crazy, when is the Moon Gallery so kind!"

Fang Han said: "Is there a trap in the contract itself?"

"No." Joanna shook her head, "but this is too unreasonable!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's fine if there is no problem."

Joanna turned her head to look at Anne.

Anne spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders: "His painting is really good."

"Are you really proficient in oil painting?" Joanna stared at Fang Han.

Anne said, "Come, go to my bedroom!"

She pulled Joanna upstairs and came to her bedroom. The room exuded a faint turpentine smell. Joanna saw the landscape painting on the east wall at first sight.

She could no longer pull out her eyes, her eyes seemed to be stuck on it and could not extricate herself, and her eyes slowly moistened.

Anne smiled and looked proudly at the landscape painting on the east wall. Her portrait was hanging on the head of the bed. The more she looked, the more she felt beautiful.

It took Joanna a long time to come back to her senses and wiped her eyes: "Good painting!...Is this what Fang Han painted?"

"The other one is not inferior to this one. Moon Gallery has offered such a contract, isn't it strange?"

"Well, they must be jealous of such a good painting!"

"If there is no problem with the contract, let Fang sign it. He seems to be short of money." Annie said.

Joanna said: "I think he wants to buy a villa here."

Annie was stunned and shook her head and smiled.

Joanna smiled and said, "Is it interesting?"

Annie pondered, thought for a while and said, "In fact, with his talent, it is not difficult. It depends on what price his paintings can sell."

Joanna said: "It depends on his luck."

After the two went downstairs, Joanna asked Fang Han to sign with confidence, and the agreement was fine.

———

Fang Han stayed in Annie's villa for the next two days. Annie was also very leisurely and invited him to go shopping together one evening.

Fang Han did not refuse, and the two of them walked around and came to the Moon Gallery. There were many famous works of famous artists, all of whom were active in the gallery today.

Fang Han's painting is among the many paintings, but it is dazzling. It can capture people's gaze at once and cannot extricate itself for a long time.

Annie asked the manager if anyone bought the painting. The manager was a smart and capable middle-aged woman with a pretty face and was not a top beauty. She was better than clean and neat.

She told Anne that there were many people who wanted to buy this paradise Beverly, so she decided to hold a small auction at the end of the month to sell a few paintings, and this paradise Beverly would also be auctioned.

Anne and Fang Han left the gallery and wandered around slowly. Beverly Hills formed a self-contained city, with independent police and mayors, with excellent public security and residents very free. This is why many wealthy celebrities spared no expense to live here.

The two of them went shopping at each store, and there were two more sets of clothes. Fang Han bought two more sets of clothes.

"How much can your paintings sell?" Anne asked lazily.

She was wearing a thin pink casual shirt, flat shoes, sunglasses, and Fang Han was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. The two of them were a bit harmonious when they walked together.

Fang Han shook his head: "It seems that it is no less than three million."

"What a big tone!" Annie tilted her head to look at him.

Fang Han suddenly turned his head and looked to the left. There was a handsome young man holding a long-lens camera. The flash light lit up, and then waved to Fang Han.

Annie also saw it and said, "Don't worry about him!"

"Who?" Fang Han asked.

"Taboo reporter." Annie Cole snorted: "These guys are everywhere, don't worry about it!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Then it will be lively tomorrow!"

"Are you scared?"

"It's a little bit."

"Aren't you quite confident?" Annie snorted.

After only one day of time, she couldn't find the feeling of being condescending.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Your movie fans wish you could kill me!"

Annie looked at him and nodded slowly: "You must be careful!"
To be continued...