After speaking, Han Zhihui didn't even blow his hair anymore, and went directly into the locker room.

Coming out again, Han Zhihui was dressed in a suit, elegant, he was neatly tying the bow tie, and at the same time glanced at Cheng Weiwan, who was still on the balcony, he seemed to be angry, and his tone was a little gloomy: "Don't worry, when the debt between you and me is cleared, I won't let you stay if you want to!" ”

With the words coming out of his mouth, Han Zhihui tugged on his tie fiercely, then took his wallet and mobile phone, and left without looking back.

……

From this day on, Han Zhihui began to go home every night again.

Different from the previous days when he went home every day, he and Cheng Weiwan returned to the previous state of being strangers, not only did there be no verbal communication between the two, but they didn't even touch each other's eyes, as if they didn't exist in each other's eyes, in the dead of night, Han Zhihui and Cheng Weiwan went to do those intimate things, although he and her were skin-to-skin, they were quiet and didn't make any sound, she always closed her eyes and didn't look at him, after the end, he and her immediately separated, Both of them slept next to each other, separated by a long distance between the beds.

The servants in the house all noticed that something was wrong between the two people, but no one dared to ask.

In the past few days, Cheng Weiwan has been in contact with Cheng Weiguo, and just like on her birthday, whether it was her phone call to Cheng Weiguo or the text message she sent to Cheng Weiguo, he never replied to her.

Until the arrival of Tuesday of the new week, Cheng Weiwan learned about his dynamics on Cheng Weiguo's Weibo.

He arrived in Beijing at 10 a.m. and stayed at the Four Seasons Hotel.

After lunch, after Cheng Weiwan slept Cheng Han, he returned to the bedroom, changed into a beautiful dress, and went downstairs.

The housekeeper was sitting in the living room watching TV, and was a little surprised to see Cheng Weiwan, who had never been out, dressed neatly: "Miss Cheng, you want to go out?" ”

"Hmm." Cheng Weiwan nodded lightly and took out the only pair of high heels he had brought to Han Zhihui's house from the shoe cabinet.

Butler: "Do you want me to let the driver drop you off?" ”

Cheng Weiwan shook his head: "No need, thank you." ”

The housekeeper didn't force Cheng Cheng to be too late, "Then you slow down on the road, if you have anything, call home at any time." ”

Cheng Weiwan didn't speak, gave the housekeeper a smile back, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Walking to the door of the villa community, Cheng Weiwan took out his mobile phone and called a car.

The car was nearby, and it was not too late to pick it up soon.

In the afternoon, the road conditions were smooth, and I arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel in about 20 minutes.

Cheng Weiwan got out of the car and settled the bill with his mobile phone.

Cheng Weiwan didn't know which room Cheng Weiguo lived in at the Four Seasons Hotel, and after entering the lobby, she went directly to the front desk and asked, "Miss, which room does Mr. Cheng Weiguo live in?" ”

It was a very young girl who received Cheng Weiwan, and after listening to Cheng Weiwan's question, she shook her head apologetically: "I'm sorry, miss, we can't leak the customer's information." ”

"I'm not a reporter, I'm not a fan of him, I'm his daughter......" Cheng Weiwan was afraid that the front desk lady would not believe it, so he took out his ID card and household registration book from his bag.

After the front desk lady took it, she looked at it for a while, but she was still a little hesitant: "You are Mr. Cheng's daughter, do you not know where he lives?" ”

In a word, Cheng Weiwan's expression darkened.