Han Zhihui stepped on the accelerator with a bang, and then stepped on the brakes.

The car stopped suddenly, and he leaned forward, and then he steadied himself and stared up at the two people not far in front of him.

It didn't take much effort for Han Zhihui to recognize the man, the man who sent her home a few days ago, and the man who called her tonight and was called "Brother Yinan" by her.

Before the man arrived in front of Cheng Weiwan, he stretched out the umbrella first and blocked her.

The rain was loud, the windows of the car were closed, and Han Zhihui couldn't hear the conversation between the two people, but from the appearance of the man, it could be seen that he was in a hurry.

Cheng Weiwan's face was pale, and the person looked a little weak, she didn't reply to the man's words, but just smiled softly at the angry man.

The man lost his temper the moment she laughed like this, and he grabbed her hand in the next second, pulled her to the front of the car, opened the car door, and let her get in.

After the man closed the car door, he didn't rush into the car, but went around to the butt of the car, took several large towels from the trunk, turned back to the door where Cheng Weiwan got into, opened the car door, and stuffed the towels in.

The man stood by the car door, bent over, and reached into the car with one hand, probably helping Cheng Weiwan wipe the water droplets on his body, and his arm kept moving.

It took him a moment before he stopped, carrying a couple of wet towels in his hand, walked to the trunk again, threw the towel in, then opened the driver's door, put away the umbrella, and got inside.

The car started quickly and drove away slowly.

It was raining heavily, and the car didn't drive far before it was completely blurred in the rain.

Han Zhihui stared at the departing car, and looked at the red light of the tail lights from time to time for a while, and then stepped on the accelerator like a ghost, holding the steering wheel and following.

The two cars drove a distance one after the other, and Han Zhihui recognized that they were driving in the direction of Cheng Weiwan's home.

However, the car in front of him stopped when he was about to arrive at the community where Cheng was staying late.

Han Zhihui also stepped on the brakes.

Soon, the car door opened, Cheng Weiwan and the man got out of the car separately, the man held an umbrella and took Cheng Weiwan into a supermarket that was still open on the side of the road.

When the two figures disappeared at the door of the supermarket, Han Zhihui also turned off the car, got out of the car, and entered the supermarket.

Although it was almost closed, there were not many people in the supermarket, and Han Zhihui walked around the supermarket for a while before he saw Cheng Weiwan and the man.

The man pushes a cart and is carefully selecting apples in the fruit and vegetable section.

Cheng Weiwan stood beside her, not moving, occasionally when the man turned his head to ask her, she shook her head gently, or nodded.

The two of them didn't talk much, but the picture looked exceptionally harmonious, and the more Han Zhihui looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart.

Cheng Weiwan and the man didn't go shopping for too long, they chose vegetables and fruits, carried a box of yogurt in the dairy area, and went to the checkout desk.

Han Zhihui didn't choose anything, so he didn't leave in a hurry, but waited until it was their turn to check out, and then he walked out from the shopping exit.

After Cheng Weiwan finished settling the account with the man, he walked towards the exit of the supermarket.

Han Zhihui followed them.

When he was about to leave the supermarket, the man opened his mouth, and his voice was elegant, like a highly educated promising young man: "Late? ”