Cheng Weitai, who was crying and heartbroken, noticed that someone was pulling him, and subconsciously raised his head and looked up.

Her red and swollen eyes from crying and the dazzling finger prints on her cheeks all fell into Han Zhihui's eyes at once.

Who slapped her?

Han Zhihui's face was instantly gloomy: "Who did it?" ”

Cheng Weiwan didn't speak, and there were tears flowing down the corners of his eyes.

Han Zhihui moved her Adam's apple up and down twice, and did not ask her again, but took her arm and walked in the direction of his company.

After walking two steps, he noticed that something was wrong with her behind him, stopped, turned around and looked down, only to find that she was wearing very high heels, and her steps were very unsteady......

Han Zhihui didn't hesitate, and hugged Cheng Wei directly.

Back in the office, Han Zhihui put Cheng Weiwan on the sofa, went to the bathroom, washed a towel, wrung it out, came out and handed it to Cheng Weiwan, and motioned her to wipe her face.

Cheng Weiwan had already stopped crying, and when she took the towel, she moved her lips and wanted to say "thank you", but she couldn't make a sound.

When she wiped her face clean, the finger marks on her face became clearer.

When Han Zhihui took the towel, the corners of his lips tightened and almost turned into a line: "Who did it?" ”

Cheng Weiwan lowered his eyes and still didn't speak.

Because he didn't know anyone, Han Zhihui's heart became more and more depressed, he turned around and threw the towel heavily on the sink, and then folded it out.

He wanted to ask again, but before he could ask, the phone rang.

It was the supper he ordered, and he motioned to the doorman on the first floor to help him pick it up, and then after hanging up the phone, he was ready to go downstairs to pick it up.

As a result, when he was not too late to menstruate, his gaze inadvertently swept over her ankles, and saw that there were blood stains on the top of the high heels.

He frowned, then stopped, walked up to Cheng Weiwan, and without even saying a word to her, he bent over, grabbed her ankles, and took off her high heels.

There were several blood blisters on her white feet...... No wonder he pulled her to her feet and took her away with such difficulty......

Also, why do you have to walk so far when you wear high heels?

The more Han Zhihui thought about it, the more depressed he became, but his voice was quite peaceful: "You wait for me here, I'll help you buy a pair of shoes." ”

After speaking, he glanced up at Cheng Weiwan, afraid that she would be bored alone, so he unlocked the password of the ipad on the table next to him, stuffed it into her hand, and then got up, took his coat, touched his pocket, and after making sure that the wallet was inside, he left.

Only Cheng Weiwan was left alone in the office, and it was very quiet.

After a big quarrel with Cheng Weiguo, she didn't have the slightest mood for entertainment, so she leaned on the sofa, staring at the thousands of lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window while watching the night scene.

After a while, she felt a little like going to the bathroom, so she got up and went to the bathroom barefoot.

After coming out, when she sat on the sofa, she accidentally sat on something similar to a book, and she moved and took the book out.

When she handed it to her, she realized that it was not a book, but a notebook......

Is Han Zhihui a notebook for recording work?

Cheng Weiwan didn't think too much about it, and put the notebook on the coffee table, but there was a photo that slipped out of the notebook......

PS: Guess what book it is? ~I'm missing 4 chapters~ If you don't update before 12 o'clock tonight, it's still tomorrow morning, but this week is definitely going to be the finale, everyone can rest assured, because I'm going to go out for a long time next week, maybe I don't have time to code words~ On the next page, everyone who has a vote still has to vote for a wow~