Cheng Weiwan stared at the open door for a short time before he raised his feet and walked in.

After Cheng Weiwan walked a short distance into the house, Xiao Zhang stretched out his hand and closed the door.

When the door lock was closed, there was a very light "click" sound, and Cheng Weiwan's body shook slightly.

The room was very large, and Cheng Weiwan walked in a few steps before he saw Han Zhihui on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was dressed in a white casual suit, leaning on the sofa in a relaxed posture, with his legs folded, elegant and comfortable.

He closed his eyes, recuperating.

The room was quiet, Cheng Weiwan wore a pair of high heels, and made a crisp sound when walking.

He heard the voice, but didn't bother to lift his eyelids.

It wasn't until the sound of high heels stopped that Han Zhihui raised his hand, pointed to the sofa opposite, and motioned for Cheng to sit down.

Cheng Weiwan stood where he stopped and didn't move.

Han Zhihui didn't hear the sound of high heels for a long time, so he slowly lifted his eyelids and glanced at the place where Cheng Weiwan was standing.

His gaze stayed on her for less than a minute, and then he took it back.

He asked her to sit, but she didn't sit, and he didn't force it, he directly picked up an envelope on the table, pulled a stack of photos from it, and slammed it in front of Cheng Weiwan.

The photos were scattered all over the place, and Cheng Weiwan lowered his head and saw that it was all Cheng Han.

Photos of Cheng Han playing with toys at home, photos of her holding Cheng Han to the supermarket to buy things, photos of Cheng Han playing in the supermarket playground, photos of Cheng Han eating yogurt...... The most important thing is that those photos were all taken today.

It turned out that he didn't find out where she lived tonight, but specially sent someone to follow her for a day before finding the door.

Han Zhi returned to Cheng Weiwan about half a minute to look at the photo, and then opened his mouth: "What is the surname of the child in the photo?" ”

Cheng Weiwan pursed the corners of his lips and didn't say a word.

"Don't have the surname Cheng......" Han Zhihui spoke again, and as his voice settled, he soon opened his mouth again, and became much colder than the kindness just now: "Okay, Cheng is not too late, this trick of hiding from the sky and crossing the sea is good!" Even my secretary was bribed?! This kid should be surnamed Han! ”

Cheng Weiwan lowered his eyelids, didn't look at Han Zhihui, and replied in a calm tone: "You admit that you are wrong, the child is Lin ......"

"Don't fool me here!" Cheng Weiwan didn't finish speaking, Han Zhihui said in a cold tone, interrupting her: "You are stupid to me!" I still wonder why the secretary resigned more than a year ago, when he did a good job! The relationship is with you behind my back to do this trick! I'm telling you, I've already sent someone to contact her! She also told me the truth of the year, don't worry, even the child's hair, I got it today, and I have sent it to the hospital for DNA testing, you don't admit it, it's okay, anyway, I called you today, and I didn't listen to you tell me who the child was! ”

Han Zhihui, who said a long list of words angrily, seemed to be discouraged, and his tone when he spoke again was much calmer: "I called you today, just one thing, let's say it, how much." ”

How much?

Cheng Weiwan vaguely knew what Han Zhihui meant, but she didn't dare to be sure, frowned slightly, and still didn't say anything.

"You gave birth to a child, raised until now, there is no credit and hard work, you say, how much money are willing to give me the child!"