Chapter 818 I Am You in the Corner of My Eye, and I Will Be You in the Rest of My Life (16)

Han Zhihui looked at Cheng Weiwan like this, and his mood inexplicably got worse. He had always had a good temper, but at this moment, he just couldn't control the fire in his heart, so that when he spoke, his tone was a little bad: "Child or Lin Muqing, you can only choose one. Since you want the child so much, I will make a choice for you and let Lin Muqing stay in prison!"

While talking, Han Zhihui took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call to a person named "Police Officer Wang" in front of Cheng Weiwan.

The phone beeped, beeped, beeped several times and was answered. A middle-aged male voice came from the phone: "Mr. Han, why are you calling so late?"

"That's it, regarding the economic dispute case of Mu Qing Publishing House..."

When Cheng Weiwan saw that Han Zhihui was really talking about Lin Muqing, he immediately reached out in a panic and tried to snatch Han Zhihui's cell phone away.

Han Zhihui was much taller than her, and his reactions were faster than hers. The second she reached out, he raised the phone above his head, "...I hope you will seize the time to deal with it and finish it as quickly as possible..." …”

"I promise you." Cheng Weiwan spoke before Han Zhi before he could finish his reply.

Han Zhihui stopped. He didn't hang up the phone and turned to look at Cheng Weiwan.

Cheng Weiwan no longer had the urge to grab his phone from him, nor was she as weak as when she begged him. At this time, she became particularly quiet.

She opened her big eyes and looked at him, but there was no energy in her eyes. She continued to speak in a very soft voice: "I promise you, I will give you Hanhan, and you let Mu Qing go."

As her words fell from her mouth, a layer of mist filled her eyes.

Han Zhihui thought she would cry, but he didn't expect that the mist in her eyes would be suppressed by her bit by bit.

His goal was achieved, but his mood was even worse than before.

He hung up the phone irritably, "Tomorrow night, send your son to my house. When I see my son, I will have Lin Muqing released immediately."

She didn't reply to his words. Her face turned paler than before, so white that it was almost transparent.

Her silence made him feel even more irritable. He lit another cigarette and took a puff. The annoyance in his chest finally eased a little. However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw her still standing there in a daze. He was so angry that he yelled: "We've already talked about everything, why are you still standing here?"

She rolled her eyes slightly when he yelled at him, and after a while, she focused on his pupils before they were able to focus.

As if she didn't recognize him, she stared at him for a moment, then turned around and raised her feet.

She left very slowly. After taking two steps, she would stop. Then, like a fool, she stood for a while and then raised her feet.

She didn't even look at the road ahead. The rockery was blocking her, but she showed no sign of stopping. Han Zhihui thought to himself, if she was going to hit her, she would hit her, but he had already jumped up to her, grabbing her. Caught her wrist.

When he saw her being caught by him, his eyes became much clearer, and he knew that she was much more conscious, and then he quickly let go of her hand.

He didn't know what he was trying to cover up. Before leaving, he didn't forget to leave her a message: "When you send your son over tomorrow, don't bring anything with you, because he will have nothing to do with you in the future!"