A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

When did she start laughing every time she saw him?

Han Zhihui thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of the specific day.

Back in the master bedroom upstairs, Han Zhi took off a suit and found a light-colored casual outfit to put on his body.

Before leaving the locker room, he picked up his changed suit and tried to get his phone and wallet out of his pocket, but in the end he touched a square box.

Han Zhihui paused for a moment and pulled out the box.

That was the bracelet he just bought on the way home and turned to the mall.

After he realized that today was her birthday, he had never thought of giving her a birthday gift, but he bought it now, and always had to give it away?

Han Zhi thought back for a moment, put the box in the pocket of the clothes he was wearing, then quickly took out his mobile phone and wallet, threw the suit into the dirty clothes basket, and took a step towards the door of the bedroom.

The door of the baby room next door was not closed, and there was a faint voice from Cheng Han’s story before going to bed.

Her tone of voice is very soft, making people feel very comfortable.

Han Zhihui stood in the corridor and listened for a while. He climbed up the brow with a bit of enjoyment that he didn't even notice.

Cheng Weiwan told Cheng Han two fairy tales. Cheng Han was not sleepy yet, and was arguing to listen to the third one.

After speaking for a long time, his throat is inevitably uncomfortable. Han Zhihui heard the sound of Cheng Weiwei coughing his voice and couldn't help raising his foot and walked towards the baby room.

He wanted her to go downstairs to drink a glass of water and took over the job of telling her son a bedtime story.

It's just that Han Zhihui took only two steps towards the baby room, and the sound of the housekeeper came behind him: "Mr. Han..."

Han Zhihui stopped.

The butler accelerated the pace of going upstairs, and after a while he came to him, and then he shouted again: "Mr. Han..."

Han Zhihui didn't say anything. The housekeeper followed him for many years. From the attitude of the housekeeper, he could see that she had something to tell herself.

The butler heard the noise in the baby room and glanced over there. Xu was afraid that the people inside could hear her talking, and then the volume of the voice was very low: "Mr. Han, next Tuesday is the missed day of the young lady. Are you going to see Miss's things, I will prepare them for you, or will you prepare them yourself?"

Miss's bogey... Lili...

Han Zhihui's face suddenly became somewhat condensed.

Time passed so quickly. It was another year since I left him in a blink of an eye... She had no bones, but the people who killed her were still living in this world...

As soon as Han Zhihui thought of this, there was a gentle laughter from Cheng Weiwan in the baby room.

Han Zhihui's hand subconsciously became a fist.

Not only did he kill the separated person, he was not retaliated, even his daughter lived in his home... his home... still laughing... laughing...

Han Zhihui seemed to be knocked on the head, accompanied by severe dizziness, and then the whole person came to wake up like a panic.

Recently, he has been fascinated or enchanted by someone. He has been good at the enemy's daughter again and again, and he has forgotten that, the tragic death of the victim!

Annoyed and blamed, Han Zhihui was engulfed in an instant.

The steward noticed that Han Zhihui's expression was wrong and cautiously said, "Mr. Han?"

Han Zhihui heard the butler with a glance, and his eyes were a bit cold.