Chapter 330

The child is about three years old, wearing a pink and blue hat. The hair ball on the top of the hat swings around with the action. It's really cute. Han Zhiyu quickly helped him up and asked, "how are you, baby?"

The child's face was muddled at first, and then he reacted and turned his mouth to cry.

"Good, don't cry, don't cry, we eat sugar." Han Zhiyu took one out of the sugar box on the table beside him.

The child's big eyes full of tears brightened immediately after seeing the sugar, and he stretched out his fleshy hand to grab it.

Han Zhiyu gazed at him with pity, and her eyes were full of memories, until an anxious voice pulled back her thoughts, "baby, where are you?"

She looked up and saw a woman anxiously looking left and right until her eyes fell on the child in her arms. She immediately ran over with joy, and then took the child from Han Zhiyu's arms.

"Baby, scared the mother to death." The woman hugged the child and kisses him on the cheek. "Don't run around next time, do you know?"

Then he turned his eyes back and bowed gratefully to Han Zhiyu, saying, "thank you so much, miss."

"A little help." Han Zhiyu returned with a smile, and then her eyes fell on the child in her arms, "the baby is very lovely."

After the woman thanks again and leaves with her child, Han Zhiyu's sight hasn't been taken back.

The hat on the child's head is still shaking. Just as the child turns to look at Han Zhiyu, his heart twitches.

I thought I had forgotten that memory, but I didn't want to deceive myself.

When Han Zhiyu could not hold back the tears in her eyes, she suddenly stretched out a hand with clear bones beside her, and then a gentle and sweet voice came: "if you want to cry, cry."

Han Zhiyu turns his head and sees he yuanze with a worried face.

She did not take the handkerchief, just pulled up a smile, "he yuanze, accompany me to drink bar."

The smile was full of bitterness. Of course, he knew that Han Zhiyu had just thought of the lost child. If she really wanted to relieve her pain, he didn't mind to accompany her to get drunk.

Wine into the throat, some ice, Han Zhiyu a drink, cold liquid, has been cold to the bottom of my heart.

In fact, she does not drink, when the first mouth down, choking tears are out, severe cough.

But she kept on abusing herself, letting the smell paralyze her tongue, cut her throat and burn her stomach.

"Zhiyu, have you ever thought of divorcing Lu?" Seeing such a painful Han Zhiyu, he yuanze couldn't help saying.

"Divorce?" Han Zhiyu sneered, "I also want to divorce."

On hearing this, he yuanze opened his eyes and raised his voice

"Even if I want to, we can't get divorced if he yuanze doesn't agree." There was a trace of pain hidden in Han Zhiyu's voice. He looked at him with confused eyes, "since he doesn't love me, why doesn't he want to let me go?"

Seeing Han Zhiyu's tears in the corner of his eyes, he yuanze was deeply distressed. He held out a hand to hold her hand and opened it with thin lips: "Zhiyu, if you really want to leave Lu, I can help you."

"You help me?" Han Zhiyu shook his head and tried to hear him clearly.

"Well." He yuanze nodded, his eyes tender, "as long as you have a word, I will help you."

The dizziness brought by alcohol made her feel that he yuanze was near and far away. She leaned forward and tried to distinguish what he said. Then she said with a smile, "he yuanze, Lu is also very powerful. Are you sure you can fight him?"

"For you, I'd like to have a try." Although he yuanze's eyes are gentle, his tone is firm.

"Hee hee, he yuanze, you are so kind to me. "Han Zhiyu took back his hand and couldn't help reaching for the glass again. Seeing that she was already drunk, he yuanze was not at ease and took away the remaining bottles.

At the moment, Han Zhiyu's face was red, his eyes were blurred, and his lips were full of water.

He yuanze took a look at it and was stunned. Suddenly, his arm was caught in a piece of softness.

Han Zhiyu pulled his arm, voice sticky asked: "he yuanze, why do you want to be so good to me?"

He yuanze stares at her wet eyes for a while. As soon as he is ready to answer, he sees Han Zhiyu's eyes closed, her head bumping into her arm, and she falls asleep.

He had no choice but to smile and put out another empty hand to touch her hair. His voice was full of doting. "One day, you will understand."

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hotels.

"Open the door!"

Lu's indifferent voice and penetrating eyes made the waiter forget the so-called rules.

Take the card and brush the door.

Lu also pushed the door and burst in.

Originally, he was still waiting for the result of Xu Jingchun's operation in the villa, but he received a phone call from the bodyguard, telling him that Han Zhiyu was picked up by he yuanze and drove to the hotel.Without saying a word, Lu immediately drove to the hotel.

The light inside is not turned off. At a glance, you can see the clothes on the bed. The most eye-catching one is the man's coat. The rest is Han Zhiyu's. I saw the suit he was wearing in the office today.

On the bed, under the quilt.

At the moment when the quilt was lifted, Lu was even afraid that Han Zhiyu was not the only one under the quilt

But when he saw Han Zhiyu lying on the bed in her underwear, she looked drunk and confused.

Huddled in the quilt, Han Zhiyu still said, "he yuanze, do you really want to help me Why Why are you so nice to me... "

She was so drunk that she could not hear what she was saying.

It was not until Lu Yixiang stooped close to her that she found tears on her eyelashes and two tears in the corners of her eyes.

He moves a meal, the heart also pulled up.

Since Han Zhiyu didn't have a baby, he never saw a smile on her face.

In addition to AI Shiqi's affairs, she completely lost her old style, and her whole body was very thin.

Lu also couldn't help reaching out and putting her hair on her face behind her head, his fingers gently groping her cheek

In the blur, Han Zhiyu feels someone approaching her and touching her.

Too gentle and familiar touch, let drunk in a daze, she can't help but put her face closer to the big palm.

The body is also reflexive. Get closer to the person and put your hand on the big hand.

Like a dream, Han Zhiyu's body instinctively approaches the source of warmth.

Lu Zhiyu's tight heart softened because of Han Zhiyu's clever little action