Han Zhengyu didn't know why, but he couldn't concentrate on his work.
He looked at the traffic downstairs, full of confusion, and suddenly he went out and said to his secretary, "All meetings today are postponed."
Then he drove around and turned around and turned back home.
When he walked into the house and heard the familiar voice of "Sir, you're back", he realized that he really couldn't let Bai Weiwei go.
Han Zhengyu frowned, why was he worried about the murderer who killed his mother.
Bai Weiwei's willful, unconcerned, and annoying character is what he dislikes most.
But…
He suddenly remembered Bai Weiwei's hazy, pure and flawless eyes, and his footsteps suddenly became chaotic.
She, who lost her memory, didn't seem to hate her that much.
Han Zhengyu walked into the room and found that he didn't see Bai Weiwei.
What about people
He saw that the bathroom door was closed, and there was a faint vapor in the air. Is he taking a shower
Han Zhengyu sat in a chair and waited, waiting and waiting to suddenly realize that something was wrong.
Isn't Bai Weiwei a fool
And the leg injury and the wound on the arm are not healed, how can she take a bath by herself
Han Zhengyu hesitated for a moment, but when he thought that Bai Weiwei had killed his mother, his anger came from the bottom of his heart.
The divorce agreement had already been written, but now because of Bai Weiwei's mental problems, she could not get a divorce.
It was completely unbearable for him to face his mother-killing enemy day and night.
He thought that his lawyer told him in the morning that the only way to dissolve the marriage was to cure Bai Weiwei's illness.
If the treatment is not good for a lifetime, will he have to endure her for the rest of his life
Han Zhengyu sneered, this is impossible, even if he can't cure it in the end, he must get rid of this idiot by using means.
Don't blame him for being cruel, blame Bai Weiwei for killing his mother.
Han Zhengyu even had a terrifying thought. Bai Weiwei might have an accident in the bathroom for so long. If he pretended not to know how to walk away, if she died inside, wouldn't he not have to see her again
Of course, this vicious thought only persisted for three minutes before he walked to the door and knocked, "Are you dead? Come out quickly."
There was silence inside.
Han Zhengyu panicked subconsciously. The thought of letting Bai Weiwei fend for himself had disappeared. He reached out and grabbed the door handle and twisted it hard, but it didn't lock.
It is also a miracle how the mentally retarded can remember to lock the door, and she can take a bath by herself.
As soon as Han Zhengyu entered, he heard that the shower was not turned off, the heat generated by the hot water was dense in the air, and he saw a figure lying beside the bathtub.
It's Bai Weiwei.
Because the fog made him unable to see her face clearly, he only vaguely saw that she was probably asleep.
Han Zhengyu walked over impatiently. He was going to kick her to wake her up, but he was stunned before he lifted his foot. He stared at her blankly.
At first glance, the wide coat was his, but the familiar coat in front of him looked unusually unfamiliar. In the mist, Bai Weiwei was lying on the wet ground, her snow-white back was largely exposed, and the coat only covered it. Her key parts bring a terrible temptation impact.
Han Zhengyu was pinched hard at the tip of his heart. He couldn't help but take a few steps back.