She wore high heels, and the car was parked a little far from the exit, and by the time she finally reached the side of the side road, her feet had already worn out several blisters.

It hurts, it hurts...... But it couldn't withstand the pain on her face and in her heart.

She was tired, but she didn't want to stop, she didn't know where she was, so she walked aimlessly.

The slap marks on her face are very dazzling, and people who pass by her will look sideways at her.

She was unaware of everything around her, and she stopped until she couldn't walk anymore.

In a beauty shop next to it, there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror erected at the door, and when she swept her eyes to the mirror, she couldn't help but stop on it.

In the mirror, her hair is carefully done, the makeup on her face is carefully depicted, and the shoes on the soles of her feet are the ones she dragged people to buy abroad last year, and she was not willing to wear them once......

She worked so hard for tonight's dinner, but now she ......

With this thought, Cheng Weiwan's gaze fell on his face in the mirror.

She looked at the five distinct finger prints, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but smile at herself.

Laughing and laughing, she endured the tears of the night, and then ran down her cheeks.

Oh, yes...... She understands the reason, she is so angry with Cheng Weiguo, but when she sees her biological father doing that to herself again and again, she is still sad.

He and her are father and daughter who are connected by blood, and they should be the closest people in the world, and they have an innate relationship, but ...... He and she were strangers more than strangers.

She knew that she shouldn't have any more hope for Cheng Weiguo, but she was still sad...... For her blood relatives, she is still a little reluctant to give up.

The more she thought about it, the more sad Cheng Weiwan felt in her heart, and in the end, she couldn't help it, so she squatted down, hugged her knees and cried.

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Han Zhihui was very busy tonight, working overtime until eleven o'clock in the evening, before finishing the day's work.

He hadn't eaten dinner yet, his stomach was a little uncomfortable, and he thought that it would be a while to go home, so he took his mobile phone and ordered a supper.

The phone call to deliver supper didn't come, but the person sent by Lin Sheng to follow Cheng Weiwan came.

Said that Cheng Weiwan went to an appointment tonight, who is not clear, but very happy, after the appointment, Cheng Weiwan had a car at night, halfway through, the car stopped, Cheng Weiwan came down, and then the whole person became extremely unhappy, and now squatting on the side of the road is crying......

Han Zhihui was curious in his heart, whose appointment he was going to, and he would cry so sadly, but he didn't think about it, so he couldn't wait to ask where Cheng Weiwan was now.

Not far from his company, just on the street behind, hanging up the phone, Han Zhihui didn't even wear a coat, so he hurried downstairs and broke into the deep winter night.

In the vicinity of the company, Han Zhihui was very familiar with it, and he easily found the person who called and said the place.

After a long distance, he saw Cheng Weitai squatting on the side of the road.

Her body was shaking so badly, and he knew she was crying very much.

His footsteps subconsciously stopped, and he stared at her for a short time before he walked up to her with very slow steps.

"Late?"

He called her name.

But she ignored him.

He bent down, grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her up.