After listening to her response, Han Zhihui sneered, he turned around and walked in front of her, stared at her face with a smile on his face for a while, bent over slightly, and brought his face in front of her, "Do you think, you think, this can be done?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his tone became cold and vicious: "I tell you, you think, I don't want to, I'm not interested tonight, even if you take off your clothes and stand in front of me, I may not be willing to look at you more!" ”

Han Zhihui, who finished the cruel words, stood up straight, didn't linger for too much for a moment, turned around directly, and walked towards the car.

Cheng Weiwan subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm.

Before she could stop him from leaving, he jerked up his arms and threw them back.

His strength was very strong, and Cheng Weiwan was thrown back a few steps and fell to the ground.

Han Zhihui, who heard the movement, didn't look back at all, directly opened the car door, got into the car, and shouted at the driver's order: "Drive!" ”

The driver hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, and while he looked through the rearview mirror to see that it was not too late to get up from the ground, he turned the steering wheel and accelerated out of the hospital.

Along the way, the expression on Han Zhihui's face seemed to be frozen, and the cold was terrifying.

He leaned back against the car, his lips tensed, and he maintained a position, not moving.

He didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to make a sound, and the atmosphere in the car was depressing to the extreme.

Seeing that the villa was getting closer and closer, and everyone thought that they were finally going to be freed, the butler sitting in the passenger seat saw a thin figure squatting under a street lamp at the door of the villa in front of him.

Isn't that Miss Cheng who was pushed to the ground by Mr. Han in the hospital?

How could she get to the door of the villa faster than they did?

While the housekeeper was pondering, Cheng Weiwan probably heard the sound of the car coming, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the car.

After confirming that it was Han Zhihui's car, Cheng Weiwan immediately stood up and walked to the door of the villa.

The car, which was turning a corner and was about to drive into the courtyard of the villa, was forced to stop.

The driver and the housekeeper looked at each other, and the housekeeper boldly said, "Mr. Han, Miss Cheng blocked the door of the villa, and the car couldn't drive into the courtyard......"

Han Zhihui didn't speak, tilted his head slightly, and stared at Cheng Weiwan, who was standing in front of him, through the windshield.

The silence in the car was a little scary.

Compared to the atmosphere just along the way, this time has become more dreary and scary.

But in just two minutes, the people in the car were already a little unbearable, the housekeeper moved his lips, and wanted to speak again to remind Han Zhihui, staring at Han Zhihui, who was not too late to see the future of the car, lightly flashed his eyelids, took his eyes back, and said in a light tone: "You all get out of the car first." ”

Hearing his words, several people fled from the car as if they had been pardoned.

Han Zhihui was the only one left in the car, and he continued to sit in the car for a while before pushing the car door and getting out of the car.

When going around the front of the car, Han Zhihui said "get in the car" to Cheng Wei, who was blocking the way of the car, and then opened the driver's door and got in.

Cheng Weiwan got into the car, and before he could sit down, Han Zhihui turned the steering wheel and drove away from the community where the villa was located at a very fast speed.

After the car drove a long distance, Cheng Weiwan vaguely knew where Han Zhihui was going.