At this moment, the mobile phone in Han Jingnian's hand rang again.

Zhang Tezhu shut up knowingly, wanting to wait for Han Jingnian to finish his work.

Who knew that the next moment, he clearly saw through the rearview mirror that Han Jingnian hung up the phone without blinking an eyelid.

Zhang Tezhu was so shocked that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.

He opened his mouth for a long time in a daze, and then in Han Jingnian's impatient eyes, he said: "Madame was injured last Monday and was sent to the People's Hospital, the nurse who took care of Madame said that someone called an ambulance to send Madame to the hospital, it was noon, and it was not until the evening that Madam woke up, and she was in a coma for about six or seven hours, and the nurse also said that Madame was in the hospital for five days before being discharged......

Han Jingnian suddenly asked an irrelevant question inexplicably: "What day of the week was the day she called you?" ”

"Uh......" Because there are too many things every day, Zhang Tezhu didn't think about it for a while, he thought for a while: "...... It was last week, and it seemed like ......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Tezhu suddenly paused, and after a while, he opened his mouth in shock: "...... Madame called me last Monday night...... Madame said that she had something to do on a business trip temporarily, but in fact, Madame was, yes, was she injured and hospitalized? ”

"But why did Madame lie? She ......"

Before Zhang Tezhu finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere in the car had become a little wrong, so he immediately quieted down.

The car drove smoothly forward.

Han Jingnian, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the car window with an indifferent expression and never opened his mouth again.

The mobile phone in his hand kept coming in, and he didn't answer it.

I don't know how far the car drove forward, his mind suddenly flashed, that day he was at the assistant's desk, when he answered the phone, he always felt that her voice was a little wrong, he wanted to ask, but in the end he thought he had heard it wrong, so he hung up the phone...... Thinking about it now, at that time, she trembled because of her hurt voice, right?

Han Jingnian's expression on his face has not changed much, but he held the fingertips of the mobile phone, but he faintly used his strength to press his fingertips white.

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Xia Goodnight got off work half an hour late today, and the road was congested, and it was almost seven o'clock when I got home.

By the time the rice was cooked and placed on the table, it was already half past eight.

As usual, she still sets up two dishes and chopsticks, and before starting again, she does not forget to fill the bowl opposite her with soup.

Good night Xia, who was not very hungry, put down the dishes and chopsticks without eating much.

She glanced at the time, it was still early, and she was not in a hurry to clean up, sitting at the dining table, using chopsticks dipped in clear soup and writing on the table as she wanted.

There was a sudden movement at the door, which startled Xia Goodnight's fingertips and dropped the chopsticks to the ground.

When she bent over to pick up chopsticks, she thought that the only person who could break into this house directly was Han Jingnian, the owner of this house, except for her.