"As long as my son recovers from his illness, there will be no more involvement between you and me, and you don't think about seeing your son again in the future!"

After speaking, Han Zhihui didn't stay for a moment, turned around and opened the door behind him, and walked out of the ward.

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In the afternoon of the next day, Han Zhihui had a meeting and did not go to the hospital.

Cheng Han's discharge procedures were handled by Dr. Luo.

Because Han Zhihui couldn't leave, he ordered the driver to go to the hospital to pick up Cheng Han's discharge.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Han Zhihui was busy and asked the driver to drive home by himself.

The butler heard the sound of the car and came out of the room.

Han Zhihui got out of the car, handed the computer he was carrying to the housekeeper, and bent over to change his shoes.

"Mr. Han, have you had dinner?"

"Eat." Han Zhihui simply ruined two words and went upstairs.

He went to the baby's room first, Cheng Han was already asleep, and Cheng Weiwan was not in the room.

He closed the door lightly, went to the bedroom, and saw that Cheng Weiwan was not there, so he changed into home clothes and walked out.

He walked around the second floor, and after not seeing Cheng Weiwan's figure, he stepped on the stairs and went downstairs.

The butler happened to come out of the dining room with a cup of hot tea.

"Mr. Han, your tea."

Han Zhihui didn't speak, and raised his chin at the coffee table in front of the sofa, motioning for her to put it there.

After the housekeeper put the tea down, Han Zhihui took unhurried steps and sat down in front of the sofa.

The TV was on, he took the remote control, changed a few stations, stopped at the financial channel, and turned his head to look at the housekeeper standing next to him: "What about her?" Didn't come back with you? ”

The housekeeper didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a while, only to realize that it was Cheng Weiwan who Han Zhi was asking, so he replied: "Miss Cheng went home after the little master fell asleep." ”

Coming home?

Han Zhihui frowned.

"Miss Cheng said that she wanted to go home and get something, and she would come over later."

After listening to the second half of the sentence, Han Zhihui stretched his eyebrows, as if he was just asking casually, and did not reply to the housekeeper's words, staring at the TV screen with a serious face.

Maybe it's because I've been staying in the hospital for the past few days, and the housekeeper hasn't rested well, and at half past eleven, he yawned.

Cheng Weiwan hadn't come over yet, and Han Zhihui hadn't even had the intention of going upstairs to sleep, so the housekeeper could only endure sleepiness.

When she was about to fall asleep while standing, the sound of a car finally came from outside the door.

The housekeeper glanced out the window and saw that the car was really parked at the door of the villa, and the whole person immediately became energetic: "Miss Cheng is here......"

With that, the butler ran out the door.

Han Zhihui sat on the sofa without moving, staring at the TV and continuing to watch.

It wasn't until the car stopped at the door of the house and a familiar man's voice came from outside that Han Zhihui turned his head and looked out through the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was the person who was called "Brother Yinan" by Cheng Weiwan and sent her over.

Han Zhihui held the fingertips of the remote control and couldn't help but increase his strength.

"Miss Cheng, are you just ordering something?" The door was open, and the butler's voice was loud enough to reach the house.

Cheng Weiwan didn't speak, he should have nodded to the housekeeper, and the housekeeper spoke again: "Then I'll help you carry it in first." ”

After speaking, the footsteps of the butler got closer and closer to the door.

Because Cheng Weiwan didn't come in, the housekeeper didn't close the door, and when he walked through the entrance, he asked Han Zhihui on the sofa for instructions: "Mr. Han, where does Miss Cheng live?" ”

"Brother Yinan, thank you for sending me over, it's not early, you go back and drive slowly." With the housekeeper's words, Cheng Weiwan's voice faintly came from outside.

At the moment when the housekeeper finished asking, Han Zhihui wanted to throw a sentence of "lower room", but after hearing Cheng Weiwan's voice, he didn't understand the reason himself, so he suddenly changed his mind: "Master bedroom!" ”

PS: ?, master bedroom? Han Xiaobei is this jealous? Lalala~ I'm going to abuse Han Xiaozi! Hold back, everyone! A new week is coming, and on the next page, everyone remember to vote for a monthly ticket~ Weekly activity, and then select 10 readers to give away 1000 book coins~