Chapter 839 He Jichen, Let’s Have a Baby (8)

The more Han Zhihui listened, the angrier he became. Finally, when she said this, he couldn't help it anymore: "Have you said enough? Get out of here if you've said enough!"

Cheng Weiwan's fingertips involuntarily grasped the hem of her clothes. She told herself repeatedly in her heart that she didn't hear what he said at all, and continued to complete the last thing she wanted to say: "I also know that sooner or later you will get married. , if possible, I hope you can get married later, for the sake of Han Han, and you can get married again when he is older and can take care of himself..."

Because she was afraid that if he got married so early, his children would be upset.

"...I know, it's very inappropriate for me to do this, so I beg you..."

"Begging me? What qualifications do you have to beg me?" Probably because he was too angry, Han Zhihui's voice had a faint tremor: "I tell you, whether we get married or not is my business, and whether I can find a stepmother for my son It’s also my business. Even if the stepmother abuses her son, it has nothing to do with you. After all, my son is mine now and I have the final say!”

"To tell you the truth, I don't even want you, so why would I want the child you gave birth to?"

"The reason why I took my son back is because I want you to feel uncomfortable!"

Cheng Weiwan, who had his head lowered, suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Zhihui when he said this.

He knew that her face was very pale, but he didn't expect that her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

She looked into his eyes, which were very dry without any trace of moisture. The pupils were dull, as if she didn't recognize him at all.

When she looked at him, what he was saying suddenly stopped. He thought for a while, but didn't think of what to say. Finally, he got so angry that he pointed at the door and yelled at her. One sentence: "Get out of here!"

She blinked softly, as if she had come back to her senses, glanced at him, said nothing, turned around, and walked silently towards the door.

Not sure if it was his imagination, but he looked at her back and suddenly felt a little pitiful for her.

Even, at a certain moment, he actually had the thought that he had gone too far.

What's more, when she walked to the door and stretched out her hand to open the door, he subconsciously took a step forward and spoke instinctively, wanting to call her.

However, before he could take action, he regained consciousness and subconsciously swallowed the "Cheng Weiwan" that had reached his mouth back into his stomach.

What the hell? He actually wanted to call her to stop and tell her, I want you to see your son for the last time...

She is Cheng Weiguo's daughter, the murderer who killed Li Li. He approached her just to let Cheng Weiguo know that his daughter enjoyed everything that Li Li once enjoyed and caused Cheng Weiguo pain. Therefore, he would not be soft-hearted towards her, nor would he Sympathize with her, even pity her!

Everything he did was right, not excessive, not excessive at all. If she wanted to blame it, she should blame her father!

Han Zhihui squeezed the cigarette butt in his hand tightly and said these words to himself over and over in his heart.

Until the sound of the door opening was heard outside, he turned his head, saw her slender body through the window, and walked out.

The door was closed, isolating her figure. He couldn't figure out what he was going crazy about. The next second he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, raised his foot, and kicked over a floor lamp next to him.

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As the door behind him was slammed shut, Cheng Weiwan seemed to have lost all his strength, squatting on the ground and crying.