Coming out of the elevator, Ai Jiang turned left, and after turning a corner, he finally caught up with Han Zhijin.

It's just that Han Zhijin is no longer alone, and there is one more woman by his side...... That woman, even if she turned to ashes, Ai Jiang recognized that it was Song Youman.

How could Song Youman appear in Jinresilien? How could he happen to bump into Han Zhijin?

Under Ai Jiang's cold gaze, she saw Song Youman brush open the door of 1008 and walk in with Han Zhijin in her arms.

When the door was closed, Ai Jiang's hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled violently.

She originally wanted to catch up with Han Zhijin, help him into the room, and then seduce Han Zhijin, who was drugged, so that he slept with her, so that she could handle it!

The game she finally laid out was ruined by Song Youman!

You must know that she drugged Han Zhijin, but she was taken advantage of by Jiang Ping's stinky man!

…

When the car arrived at the cemetery in the southern suburbs, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

When Xia Goodnight got out of the car, He Che glanced at the dark cemetery and couldn't help asking, "Are you looking for someone?" ”

Xia Goodnight, who was about to close the car door, heard this, glanced at He Che, and then nodded slightly.

"You're a girl, aren't you afraid to come to the cemetery in the middle of the night?"

He Che's voice settled one second ago, and Xia Goodnight glared at him angrily the next second: "Sir, can you not open which pot and which pot to mention?" ”

He Che, who was scolded, chuckled with a tolerant face: "Do you want me to accompany you?" ”

Xia Wan'an always felt that He Che cared too much about himself, and couldn't help asking: "Do you have any intentions for me?" ”

He Che lowered his head and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness: "Do I look so much like a bad person?" ”

Xia Wan'an nodded seriously: "Yes, there is nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief." ”

He Che couldn't help laughing, "This is the first time I've been said to be a bad person...... Forget it, I won't force you, I'll stay here and wait for you......"

After a pause, He Che said again: "In this way, you leave me a phone number, and if there is anything, call me." ”

Xia Wan'an hesitated for a moment and handed the phone to He Che.

He Che entered eleven digits, then pressed the dial button, and waited until his phone rang, then hung up and returned the phone to Xia Goodnight.

Xia Wanye took the phone and entered the cemetery, and in the process of walking to the depths of the cemetery, Xia Wannight made a note to He Che's phone number - well-dressed beasts.

Looking at Xia Goodnight who disappeared into the night, He Che stared at her mobile phone number for a while and did not make a note.

Because her phone number, the eleven digits, he was so familiar that he could completely memorize it......

In the middle of the night, walking alone in the gloomy cemetery is really a test of psychological quality.

Xia Goodnight carried the ninety-nine multiplication table on his back and walked halfway up the mountain with steps on his back.

Half an hour later, she finally walked to the place where the Han family was buried.

With the help of the dim floor lamp in the cemetery, Xia Wan'an endured the chill on her back and walked along the steps, passing several tombstones, until she saw him when she was almost in front of the tombstones of Han Jingnian's parents.

At that moment, Xia Wan'an almost cried with joy.

She finally found him......

She stared at Han Jingnian with sour eyes for a long time before she raised her feet and stepped forward step by step.

When she stood in front of him, she opened her mouth, and then she realized that her voice was shaking: "Han Jingnian? ”