Chapter 37

Just at this time, Han jingnian's mobile phone rang again.

Zhang te helps to shut up. He wants to wait for Han to finish his work.

Who knows the next moment, he can see through the rearview mirror that Han jingnian actually hung up the phone without blinking.

Zhang TE was so surprised that he could put an egg in his mouth.

He gaped for a long time with his mouth open "O", then in the impatient eyes of Han jingnian, he said: "madam was injured last Monday and was sent to the people's hospital. The nurse who took care of her said that someone called an ambulance to take her to the hospital. It was noon at that time, and she didn't wake up until night. She was in a coma for about six or seven hours. The nurse also said , my wife stayed in the hospital for five days and left the hospital... "

Han jingnian suddenly asked an irrelevant question inexplicably: "what day of the week was she calling you?"

"Er..." Because there are so many things in every day, Zhang te helped for a while but didn't remember them. He thought for a while: " Last week, as if... "

Speaking of Zhang's help here, he suddenly paused. After a while, he was shocked and opened his mouth My wife called me last Monday night My wife said that she had to go on business temporarily. In fact, my wife is, yes, injured and hospitalized? "

"But why does Madame lie? She... "

Before Zhang's words were finished, he felt that the atmosphere in the car was getting a little bit out of place, so he immediately stopped and calmed down.

The car was moving smoothly.

Sitting in the back seat of the Korean, look at the window indifferently, never opened again.

The cell phone in his hand kept coming in and he didn't answer it.

I don't know how far the car has gone. He suddenly flashed in his mind. That day, when he was at the assistant's desk and answering the phone, he always felt that her voice was a little wrong. He wanted to ask, but at last he thought it was his mistake, so he hung up the phone Now think about it, at that time, she was trembling because of the hurt and painful voice, right?

Han's face hasn't changed much over the years, but he holds the tip of his mobile phone, but uses his strength to whiten his finger.

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Good night in the summer. It's almost seven o'clock to get home after half an hour's work and the traffic is heavy.

By the time the meal was cooked and placed on the table, it was already half past eight.

As usual, she still placed two chopsticks, and before she started again, she did not forget to fill the bowl opposite her with soup.

Not very hungry summer goodnight, did not eat much to put down the bowl chopsticks.

She looked at the time is still early, not anxious to clean up, she sat at the table, with chopsticks stained with clear soup on the table to write at will.

Suddenly there was a movement at the door, which made my fingers shake and my chopsticks fall to the ground.

When she bent over to pick up chopsticks, she thought of breaking into the house directly. Apart from her, only the owner of the house, Han jingnian, was left.