A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Lin Sheng, who was still awake, was awake for a moment, and he sat up suddenly: "What's the big deal?"

As Lin Sheng's words settled, Han Zhihui heard the sound of his clothes dressing.

Han Zhihui was stunned by Lin Sheng's anxious response. After a while, he reacted slowly. It seemed that he was too anxious to act first, which led to Lin Sheng's response... …

With this recognition, climbing into Han Zhihui's heart, he found that his heart was beating very fast, and the fingertips holding the microphone were shaking slightly.

He was...fearing, panic...because Cheng was not late, he was scaring, panic...

He was afraid that something really happened to her...

He was afraid that something really happened to her...

Han Zhihui seemed to be knocked on the head by someone, and his brain went blank.

"What the **** happened?" Lin Sheng, dressed in clothes, took the car key, and was about to go out. Seeing Han Zhihui on the other end of the phone, he didn't say anything about the point and couldn't help but urge him to ask.

Han Zhihui didn't even listen to Lin Sheng's words, and his thoughts remained in his own cognition.

Lin Sheng thought that Han Zhihui didn't know where to start in a while, and then said: "I'm going to the garage right now, are you at home? I'm passing now, we will meet and talk again..."

Going out of the elevator and running to the car, Lin Sheng pulled the door and got into the car. While starting the car, he continued to speak to the mobile phone: "...I want to drive, I won't talk to you, I will see you later. ."

After he finished speaking, Lin Sheng didn't wait for Han Zhi to return, he just disconnected the phone, threw the phone to the side passenger seat, stepped on the accelerator, and hurried out.

Dudu's busy tone, drilled into Han Zhihui's ear for a long time, he realized that the phone was hung up by Lin Sheng.

Putting down the microphone of the landline, he ignored the housekeeper standing next to him, lost his soul and took two steps back, and fell on the sofa.

He was really afraid of her accident...and this fear made her panic like never before...

Why is he so afraid?

The answer came out, but Han Zhihui was afraid to face it.

The housekeeper noticed that something was wrong with Han Zhihui. Although she wondered, Mr. Han called Mr. Lin and said nothing, why did it become like this, but still expressed concern about Han Zhihui: "Mr. Han, you Are you okay?"

Han Zhihui leaned back on the sofa motionlessly, staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling without any reaction.

The butler worried, and couldn't help moving her lips again, but her words hadn't been spoken yet, and there was movement at the door of the house.

When the housekeeper hurriedly stopped to her mouth, she ran to the door. As soon as she reached the entrance, the door was pushed open. It was not late for most of the night and she came in.

"Ms. Cheng, are you back?" The housekeeper greeted the Cheng with surprise. "Miss Cheng, where are you going? You didn't answer the phone, I didn't worry about me..."

The housekeeper was nagging while helping Cheng take the slippers too late.

After Cheng Chengwei changed his shoes, the butler followed Cheng Weiwan and walked into the room, while opening his mouth again: "Miss Cheng, have you eaten? Are you hungry? Do you want me to cook something for you now?" eat?"

It was not too late for Cheng to hang his head slightly from entering the house, shaking his head at the housekeeper.

She wanted to say "no use", but the three words hadn't reached her mouth yet. The afterglow of her eyes saw Han Zhihui sitting on the sofa.