Cheng Weiwan, who was crying heartbrokenly, noticed someone pulling him and subconsciously raised his head and looked up.
Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and the dazzling finger prints on her cheeks all fell into Han Zhihui's eyes.
Who slapped her
Han Zhihui's face suddenly darkened: "Who did it?"
Cheng Weiwan said nothing, tears still flowing from the corners of his eyes.
Han Zhihui's Adam's apple moved up and down twice, but instead of pressing her, he took her arm and walked towards his company.
After walking two steps, he noticed something was wrong with her behind him. He stopped, turned around and looked down, only to find that she was wearing very high heels and her steps were very unsteady...
Han Zhihui hugged Cheng Weiwan without hesitation.
Back in the office, Han Zhihui put Cheng Weiwan on the sofa, went to the bathroom, washed a towel, wrung it out, and handed it to Cheng Weiwan, gesturing for her to wipe her face.
Cheng Weiwan had stopped crying. When she took the towel, she moved her lips, trying to say "thank you", but she couldn't make a sound.
When she wiped her face clean, the fingerprints on her face became clearer.
When Han Zhihui took the towel, the corners of his lips were so tight that they almost turned into a line: "Who did it?"
Cheng Weiwan lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Because of who he didn't know, Han Zhihui felt more and more depressed. He turned around and threw the towel heavily on the sink, then folded it out.
He wanted to ask again, but before he could, the phone rang.
The midnight snack he ordered had arrived. He motioned to the doorman on the first floor to pick it up for him, then hung up the phone and prepared to go downstairs to get it.
As a result, when he passed by Cheng Weiwan, his eyes inadvertently glanced at her ankle and saw blood stains on the top of the high heels.
He frowned, stopped, walked up to Cheng Weiwan, and without even saying a word to her, he bent down, held her ankle, and took off her high heels.
There were several blood blisters on her white feet... No wonder she walked so hard when he pulled her up and took her away...
Also, why do you have to walk such a long way when you are wearing high heels
The more Han Zhihui thought about it, the more upset he became, but his voice was still calm: "Wait for me here, and I'll buy you a pair of shoes."
After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Cheng Weiwan. He was afraid that she would be bored by being alone. He put the p unlock code on the table next to her and put it into her hand. Then he stood up, picked up his coat and touched his pockets. , after making sure the wallet was inside, he left.
Cheng Weiwan was the only one left in the office, and it was very quiet.
After a big argument with Cheng Weiguo, she was not in the mood for entertainment, so she leaned on the sofa and stared at the thousands of lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows while being distracted and watching the night scene.
After a while, she felt like going to the bathroom, so she got up and went to the bathroom barefoot.
After coming out, when she was sitting on the sofa, she accidentally sat on something that looked like a book. She moved and took out the book.
When she handed it to her eyes, she realized that it was not a book, but a notebook...
Is this the notebook Han Zhihui uses to record his work
Cheng Weiwan didn't think too much and put the notebook on the coffee table, but a photo slipped out of the notebook...
p: Guess what book it is? ~I am missing everyone by 4 chapters~ If there is no update before 12 o'clock tonight, it will still be tomorrow morning, but this week will definitely have a finale. Please don't worry, because I will be out for a long time next week, so I may not have time to type. La~ If you have votes on the next page, you should still vote~
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