But seeing Bai Weiwei's peach-like face, her heart softened again.
Although I had already figured out just now that he would not have unnecessary feelings for her, the feelings were uncontrollable.
[Ding, the favorability level has increased by ten, and the favorability level is currently forty-five.]
Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time before asking the system, "Is this man schizophrenic?"
Favorability is like going up and down a roller coaster. Are you going to torture her to death
System: "It's actually more like a neurosis."
The mood swings of ordinary people are not so terrible, so many changes.
Bai Weiwei silently clicked 10,000 likes in the system.
However, Han Zhengyu, who was defined by Bai Weiwei as insane, couldn't sleep all night, just stared blankly at Bai Weiwei's cute sleeping face.
And the favorability level always fluctuates up and down. At first, Bai Weiwei was frightened, but in the end, she tickled as she liked, and she went to sleep first.
When he woke up, his favorability level remained at around fifty.
And Bai Weiwei couldn't be happy at all. At first, she thought that although Han Zhengyu had a grudge against her, he was a normal person after all.
Now she doesn't think so anymore, Han Zhengyu is a sullen guy.
Obviously so serious and calm on the outside, as a result, the heart is like a storm, and the emotions and feelings are completely messed up.
How can the favorability change in two minutes in one minute.
Bai Weiwei said that she might die in less than a month.
After eating the rebellion, Han Zhengyu said to Bai Weiwei, "I'll take you to a place."
Bai Weiwei knew that it was definitely not a good thing, but she could only get in the car obediently.
Soon they came to the cemetery, where there was a solemn silence, with rows of tombstones connected.
Bai Weiwei froze in her heart, vaguely knowing what Han Zhengyu wanted to do.
Sure enough, Han Zhengyu walked to his mother's tombstone, and then looked back at her with a complicated expression.
Bai Weiwei looked at him ignorantly, as if she didn't know what was going on.
Han Zhengyu's heart tightened, but he was still ruthless and said to her, "Kneel down."
Bai Weiwei blinked in fear, not understanding why he looked so fierce.
When Han Zhengyu saw her like this, his heart softened, but this soft feeling made him even more cruel.
He can't indulge his feelings anymore, how can he fall in love with the murderer who killed his mother.
Han Zhengyu stepped forward, shoved Bai Weiwei fiercely, pushed her directly to the ground, then pointed to the portrait of the tombstone and said to her, "Sorry."
Bai Weiwei shivered, "Brother..."
Han Zhengyu's face turned cold, "Speak."
Bai Weiwei said immediately, "I'm sorry."
Han Zhengyu's face was still very ugly, but he still asked Bai Weiwei to get up, and then took her out of the cemetery.
After leaving the cemetery, I saw a black car coming to the entrance of the cemetery, with a middle-aged man and a woman descending from it.
"Mr. Han, here we are." One of the men came over and said respectfully.
Han Zhengyu pursed his lips and made a gloomy face.
Bai Weiwei timidly shrank behind him, as if she was afraid of strangers.
Han Zhengyu didn't look at Bai Weiwei at all, as if he was afraid that he would soften his heart when he saw her.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Weiwei's hand, exerting force to the point of pain.
Bai Weiwei couldn't help whimpering in pain, and in the next second, he pushed her in front of the man and woman, "You start to take charge of her daily life today, and the psychiatrist will come tomorrow."
The man said immediately, "Okay, Mr. Han."