Han Zhihui looked at it like this, and his mood was inexplicably worse, he had always had a good temper, but at this moment, he just couldn't control the fire in his heart, so that the tone in which he spoke was a little bad: "Child and Lin Muqing, you can only choose one, since you want a child so much, I will make a choice for you, let Lin Muqing stay in prison!" ”

While speaking, Han Zhihui took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and in front of Cheng Weiwan, dialed a call to a person named "Officer Wang" and went out.

The phone rang several busy tones, and when it was answered, a middle-aged male voice came from inside: "Mr. Han, why is it so late, call over?" ”

"That's the case, about the economic dispute case of Muqing Publishing House......"

Cheng Weitai saw that Han Zhihui was really talking about Lin Muqing, and immediately stretched out his hand in a panic to snatch Han Zhihui's mobile phone.

Han Zhihui was much taller than her, and his reaction was faster than her, and the second her hand reached over, he raised the phone above his head, "...... I hope you hurry up and deal with it as quickly as possible......"

"I promise you." Cheng Weiwan didn't wait for Han Zhihui to finish speaking, so he opened his mouth before him.

Han Zhihui stopped, he didn't hang up the phone, and turned his head to look at Cheng Weiwan.

Cheng Weiwan lost the urge to grab the phone with him just now, and she lost the weakness when she begged him, and she became extremely quiet at this time.

She looked at him with big eyes, but there was no energy in her eyes, and she continued to speak in a very soft voice: "I promise you, I will give Hanhan to you, and you let Mu Qing go." ”

As her words fell out of her mouth, a layer of mist formed under her eyes.

Han Zhihui thought she would cry, but she didn't expect the fog in her eyes to be pressed back by her little by little.

His purpose was achieved, but his mood was even worse than when he had just gotten worse.

He hung up the phone irritably, "Tomorrow night, send my son to my house, and when I see my son, I will let Lin Muqing go immediately." ”

She didn't reply to his words, her face was paler than just now, white and close to transparent.

Her silence made him more irritable, he lit another cigarette, took a puff, and the boredom in his chest was finally relieved, but in the corner of his eye, he saw that she was still standing in a daze, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Everything is over, what are you still standing here?" ”

She was yelled at by him, her eyes rolled slightly, and after a while, she focused on his pupils.

As if she didn't know him, she looked at him for a moment, then turned around and lifted her feet.

She walked very slowly, slowly, after taking two steps, she would stop, and then, like a fool, she would stand for a while, and then lift her feet again.

She didn't look at the road in front of her at all, the rockery stopped in front of her, but she didn't show the slightest sign of stopping, Han Zhihui thought to herself, she would crash into it if she wanted to, but her body had already jumped to her side and grabbed her wrist.

He saw her being caught by him, his eyes were much clearer, and he knew that she was much more conscious, and then he quickly let go of her hand.

He didn't know what he wanted to hide, and before leaving, he didn't forget to leave her a sentence: "When you send your son over tomorrow, don't bring anything, because he won't have anything to do with you in the future!" ”