Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 244 264: Deep in Mind (22)

Han Zhen looked at the number flashing on the phone screen, and a hostility emanated from his body.

It's Han Hengyi.

He held the phone, trembling slightly because of too much force, and answered it after a while.

"Han Zhen, send Xixi home." Han Hengyi's tone carried an irresistible order.

Han Zhen pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Are you spying on me?"

"Spy on you?" Han Hengyi's tone was contemptuous, and Han Zhen could imagine the disdain on his expression at this moment, "Han Zhen, who do you think you are? Is it worth my energy and money to monitor?"

Han Zhen looked up at the mirror, the face in the mirror was so gloomy that even he was startled.

When he saw himself in the mirror, a sharp arc formed on the corner of his lips, "What if I don't."

"No?" Han Heng said with a smile in his tone, "Why? Han Zhen? Could it be that you like her too?"

He said 'also', and Han Zhen understood what he meant by 'also'.

Han Zhen said, "This has nothing to do with you."

Han Hengyi said: "Have you forgotten your identity? Tell me, if your identity is exposed, what will happen to your mother? What will happen to you? Don't tell me, Han Zhen."

His mother, Han Sile, would probably be drowned by the spitting stars of the world.

Han Zhen also hated her and hated her, but she was still his mother after all.

Han Zhen didn't say anything, just cut off the call. After a while, he threw the phone hard and smashed it on the mirror. There was a loud bang, the mirror shattered, and the phone also shattered.

*
When Zhai Xixi woke up, the sun outside was shining on her face.

Opening her eyes and staring at the ceiling for a long time, she remembered that she ate something bad last night, and her abdominal pain was unbearable. She was afraid of pain since she was a child, but she insisted on not using the healing kiss to heal herself. As she wished, it was Han Zhen who carried her to the hospital.

Sighing slightly in my heart, it was really well-intentioned, I hope Han Zhen can be gentle to her because of her illness.

However, the ideal is full, and the reality is very skinny.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and there was a very gentle 'squeak' sound.

Zhai Xixi turned her head and saw Han Zhen walking in coldly, holding an insulated box in his hand.

It seemed to be snowing outside, and there were a few patches of white on his shoulders and the ends of his hair.

The temperature in the room was very high, and after a while, the whiteness slowly melted and finally disappeared.

Han Zhen didn't speak, but gently helped her sit up, propped up the small table on the hospital bed, took out a small plastic bowl from the incubator, filled it with porridge, and handed her a plastic spoon.

Very light and fragrant porridge, nourishing the stomach.

It seems that it has been boiled hard for a long time. I wonder if it was Han Zhen who boiled it?
Di Xixi took a spoon and took a sip. It was soft, glutinous and sweet, and it was delicious like she had never tasted before.

"Han Zhen, have you eaten breakfast yet?" She ate half a bowl before realizing it and asked him if he had.

Han Zhen sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine and read it casually, without the slightest expression on his face. When he heard Zhai Xixi's question, he rolled his eyelids at her and gave a vague 'hmm'.

Zhai Xixi nodded, took two bites, looked up at him again, and asked, "Then are you going to film today? Brother Hua... Did Big Brother arrange any unremarkable roles for me?"

"My scene will start filming in the afternoon. Xixi, after eating, I'll arrange for someone to take you home. I've packed your luggage for you."

Zhai Xixi scooped up the spoon in his hand.

He looked up at Han Zhen for some unknown reason, "Send me home? Why?"

"Xixi, why did you come to the film and television city? Really just to earn pocket money? Just to prove that you can earn money to support yourself?"

"I..." Zhai Xixi concluded, of course not.

"Xixi, what are your thoughts and purpose, I understand very well, and at the same time, I also know very clearly that the thought in your heart is very ridiculous and naive, so Xixi, go back, don't make a joke when you turn around, throw it away The face of the Zhai family."

Zhai Xixi felt a little cold on her body, she looked up at the window, it was closed well.

I don't know since when, every time she was sad, she would just hold it in her heart, instead of crying loudly when she was unhappy, and then being coaxed by others like when she was a child.

She just had a lot of pain yesterday, but there was nothing serious about it. She was hung up on the water last night, and now she is fine.

After Han Zhen finished speaking, neither of them spoke again.

Zhai Xixi dug a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and put it into her mouth. She suddenly felt that the porridge was a bit bitter. It was not as good as it was just delicious. After chewing it twice, she put down the spoon and looked at Han Zhen: "Let's go , I don’t have any stomach pains at all now, and I’m full, so I might be able to catch up with Grandma Feng’s lunch if I go back earlier while it’s still early.”

As she spoke, she grinned, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.

Her teeth are replaced very well, and she smiles very beautifully, like a dental model.

Zhai Xixi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on the shoes carefully, curled up five fingers and scratched at the messy sleeping hair, stood up and walked out the door, calling Han Zhen, "Let's go."

"Xixi." Han Zhen quickly took a few steps and grabbed Zhai Xixi's arm, preventing her from opening the door.

Zhai Xixi put her hand on the doorknob, turned her head and looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Han Zhen stared at her face for three seconds before saying, "Xi Xi, your shoes are worn backwards."

Zhai Xixi was taken aback.

is it?

She looked down at her feet, uh...it was really worn backwards.

"Sorry, I didn't care."

Withdrew his arm from Han Zhen's hand, walked to the sofa and sat down, and changed the reversed shoes.

"It's okay this time, let's go."

As soon as he walked to the door, Han Zhen said again: "Xixi, you didn't wear your coat."

Zhai Xixi looked down, she only had a sweater on her body, if she walked out like this, she would probably die of cold.

However, she was a little unhappy, "Han Zhen, can't you remind me all at once? If I procrastinate any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to go home for lunch in time. Tell me, besides the coat, is there anything else?"

Han Zhen shook his head.

Zhai Xixi took the coat from the hanger, put it on indiscriminately, opened the door of the ward, and walked out.

The two walked out of the hospital one after the other and walked towards the parking lot.

There is snow in the sky, and the world is covered in a hazy white.

Han Zhen held an umbrella in his hand and wanted to cover Zhai Xixi, but Zhai Xixi walked too fast.

Assistant Hua was standing next to a black car with an umbrella in his hand. When he saw Zhai Xixi approaching, he immediately stepped forward to meet him and put the umbrella over Zhai Xixi's head.

Zhai Xixi smiled brightly at him, "Brother Hua, are you taking me home? Where's my luggage?"

Seeing that she was still smiling so happily, Assistant Hua subconsciously looked at Han Zhen behind her.

Han Zhen's gaze fell directly on Zhai Xixi.

Assistant Hua sighed in his heart. He really didn't understand why he wanted to send him back when he clearly wanted him to stay and wanted him so badly.

However, these are beyond his control.

So he raised his head and grinned at Zhai Xixi, "Yes, I'll take Miss Zhai back, and I will salute in the trunk."

"Then let's go." Zhai Xixi directly opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

Assistant Hua opened the door of the driver's cab and gave Han Zhen a final look, hoping that he would change his mind, but Han Zhen looked at the rear of the car with a vague gaze. He didn't know whether he was looking at the car or the air in front of him. There was no signal from Assistant Hua's inquiry at all.

As a last resort, "Mr. Han, let's go." Assistant Hua had no choice but to remind me verbally.

Han Zhen's gaze and expression remained the same, but he nodded slightly.

Assistant Hua saw it, sighed quietly, and got in the car.

The car quickly disappeared at the gate of the hospital.

Han Zhen looked at the shadow of the car that he could no longer see, and raised his hand to touch his chest. There was a slightly raised hard object through the thick fabric of the clothes.

On that object, there is a word.

Xi.

*
Not long after the car drove, Zhai Xixi put away the smile on his face, staring at the snowflakes flying backwards outside the car window in a daze.

If people can be described by water, then Han Zhen is the vast ocean, you don't even know what's in the depths of the ocean, and you don't know whether he is calm at the moment, and will give you a skyrocketing battle in the next moment tsunami.

Yesterday, they happily watched the scenery, went shopping, and ate together.

Today, he mercilessly drove her away.

He also said that he knew her thoughts, and he also said that he thought her thoughts were childish and ridiculous.

The corners of Zhai Xixi's lips curled upwards, is it ridiculous?Ridiculous.

His words and deeds hold her heart, but in the eyes of others, she is just a childish and ridiculous person.

His face was itchy, Zhai Xixi reached out and touched it, it was water.

When Assistant Hua saw it, he was taken aback.

When he saw Miss Zhai smiling so happily just now, he thought she was really happy, but he didn't expect that she could pretend like the boss.

He couldn't bear it.

I can't bear Miss Zhai to be so sad, and I can't bear to bury Mr. Boss's affection in a place where others can't see.

Even if everyone can't see it, Miss Zhai should see it.

After thinking about it, he organized his words, "Miss Zhai, in fact, Mr. Han...he is not what you see."

Zhai Xixi didn't respond.

Assistant Hua continued: "I have been with Mr. Han for two years. When he first became his assistant, he was just a young man. He had just acquired Hengying Media in his hand. Apart from filming, attending events, and participating in programs Recording, one more thing than other artists, is to deal with the company's affairs. At that time, he wished that a day was 48 hours, but even if he was so busy, he would spare two hours every day at [-] o'clock in the evening go out..."

"Do you know where he went?"

Zhai Xixi still didn't respond.

　six o'clock, two more
　　
　
(End of this chapter)