Chapter 21

He's in?!

Xia goodnight stared at Han jingnian for a few seconds, then he took a look out of the window.

The place where the car stops is a little far away from the surrounding street lights. The light in the car is relatively dark. He also wears a black suit. If it's not the light from the computer, it's really hard to find a person sitting on the back seat, but He's a busy man with a lot of opportunities. It's good to send Zhang Te to run up. Why condescend to run in person?

After she got on the bus, Han didn't react very much from beginning to end, just like she was an air. But the invisible pressure on him made Xia goodnight feel that the air inside the car was a little thin.

She moved uneasily towards the door and slightly widened the distance between herself and him.

I don't know if it was her movement that disturbed him. She felt his head leaning towards her.

His subtle action made Xia goodnight look at him conditionally.

He and she just looked at each other, and she looked around in surprise.

He is very quiet, as if there is nothing to say, but she is a little tangled Would she like to say hello?

But what should she say when she says hello? What should I call him? My husband can't shout it out. Han jingnian calls her name too directly, and Mr. Han Zonghan shows her hypocrisy

Xia goodnight thought about it for a while, and finally replaced his name with "that": "that So you're in the car? "

Zhang tezhu, who went to buy water, opened the door and heard this sentence, almost chuckling.

That which one? My wife is so lovely. She even called President Han

Han didn't answer for years.

Summer good night slightly with a bit embarrassed touch nose, hang head to see mobile phone.

Zhang special help, who has a panoramic view of this scene, can't help sighing heavily in the bottom of his heart.

He doesn't like to eat melons, but he likes to eat the melons of President Han He thought that he could watch a good play after he invited his wife to the car. He didn't know No, he has to clean up the mess for president Han

Thinking about it, Zhang te helped to open his mouth and ease the atmosphere: "madam, have a drink of water."

"Thank you." Good night in summer, I gave Zhang tezhu a thank you look and received the water.

"Ma'am, you didn't hurt anything in the fight, did you?"

"No."

"Madame, why are you fighting?"

“……”

Summer good night and Zhang special help chat a few words, Zhang special help's cell phone rang.

Zhang said "sorry" and put on his headphones to answer the phone.

Summer goodnight through the rearview mirror, secretly looked at Han jingnian, who was still staring at the computer screen, and then looked down at the mobile phone that had just been shaking in the palm of his hand.

Song youman has set up a new wechat group called "pluck and hang the merciless little white face". There are three people in the group, she, Han Zhijin and song youman.

[wild grass], (song youman): "I'm home. Are you all ok?"

[I'm a thief and handsome young man] (Han Zhijin) sent a picture of the wall, with a sentence added at the back: "thinking about the wall..."