Throwing the mobile phone into the passenger seat, Han Zhihui stared at the door of Cheng Weiwan's community for a moment, then retracted his gaze, stepped on the accelerator, and walked away.

He promised Hanhan to bring his mother to meet him, but now, it is impossible for him to bring his mother back, and he doesn't know what he will do if he knows that he will not see his mother.

Han Zhihui didn't know if it was because Cheng Wei was angry, or because Cheng Han had a constant high fever, and he suddenly had a terrible headache.

He raised his hand, rubbed his temples, and then touched his phone again and called home.

It was the housekeeper who answered the phone, and after hearing Han Zhihui ask about Cheng Han's situation, he immediately explained: "The little young master thought that his mother would come over, he was very well-behaved, he ate and took medicine, he made trouble for a day, and he was a little tired, after the drug attack, he fell asleep, and now he is sleeping fragrantly, and the fever has subsided." ”

Hearing this, Han Zhihui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He instructed the housekeeper and the nurse to take turns watching Cheng Han at night before hanging up the phone.

Holding the steering wheel in one hand, driving some distance along the streets of Beijing in the middle of the night, Han Zhihui looked through the rearview mirror and saw a bar on the opposite street.

In an irritable mood, he pondered for a while, turned the car around at the intersection in front of him, and drove to the door of the bar.

Han Zhihui didn't stay in the bar for long before he got himself drunk.

He took advantage of the fact that he was still conscious, and made a phone call to the driver Xiao Zhang.

By the time Xiao Zhang arrived at the bar, he was completely drunk.

He didn't know how he got into the car, and he didn't know what Xiao Zhang told him, he only knew that he had only one thought in his head, that is, he wanted to go to Yongyi Garden.

He had an apartment there, and had lived there all the time when he had been with her until she didn't know what he was doing for her true purpose.

Later, he took Lina home, deliberately acting out intimacy with Lina in front of the window, and after forcing her downstairs away, he received the key she sent him, and then he never went to the apartment again.

He didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to go to Yongyi Garden, but he vaguely knew that Xiao Zhang really sent him there.

He was drunk, and he was so uncomfortable that as soon as he fell into bed, he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by a phone call.

When he opened his eyes, he stared at the familiar and unfamiliar room for a long time before he realized where he was.

Although no one lives in the apartment, it is cleaned every day, and the bed sheets and quilts are also changed regularly, he came this time, and slept on a set of pink sheets and quilts, he remembers very clearly, she once had dinner with him, when shopping, they chose together.

The phone was still ringing, and Han Zhihui, who was so noisy that he had a hangover, had a already sore head, and it hurt even more.

While rubbing his sore temples, he struggled to sit up, picked up his mobile phone, glanced at the call, saw that it was from home, and then answered slowly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Mr. Han, it's no good, the little master can't find it." As soon as he finished speaking, the anxious voice of the butler came from inside.

Han Zhihui suddenly came to his senses, and the whole person sat up straight suddenly: "What? ”

"The little master woke up early in the morning, and when he saw that his mother was not there, he cried, and the two nannies were preparing dinner in the kitchen, and I went out to buy vegetables, and the nurse took care of him alone, but because there were people in and out, the door was not closed, and the nurse soaked him in milk, and when he came out again, he couldn't find the little master."