Chapter 938: Not Stubborn, Just Waiting (4)

Han Zhihui's pressure on the accelerator suddenly weakened, and then he stepped on the brakes.

The car stopped suddenly, and his body leaned forward. Then he steadied himself, raised his head and stared intently at the two people not far ahead.

It didn't take much effort for Han Zhihui to recognize the man. He was the man who sent her home a few days ago. He was also the man who called her tonight and was called "Brother Yinan" by her.

Before the man could reach Cheng Weiwan, he stretched out his umbrella to block her body.

The rain was loud and the car windows were closed. Han Zhihui couldn't hear the conversation between the two people, but it could be seen from the man's appearance that he was very anxious.

Cheng Weiwan's face was pale and she looked a little weak. She didn't reply to the man's words, but just smiled softly at the angry man.

The man lost his temper when she smiled like this. The next second he grabbed her hand, pulled her to the front of the car, opened the door, and let her get in.

After the man closed the car door, he didn't rush to get in. Instead, he walked around to the butt of the car, took several large towels from the trunk, returned to the car door where Cheng Weiwan got in, opened the door, and stuffed the towels in. .

The man stood by the car door, bent over, and put one hand into the car, probably to help Cheng Weiwan wipe the water droplets on his body, and kept moving his arm.

After a while, he stopped. Holding a few wet towels in his hand, he walked to the trunk again, threw the towels in, then opened the driver's door, folded the umbrella, and got in.

The car started quickly and drove away slowly.

It was raining heavily, and not long after the car drove out, it was completely blurred in the rain.

Han Zhihui stared at the leaving car, looking at the red light that turned on from time to time for a while, then stepped on the accelerator like a ghost, held the steering wheel and followed.

As the two cars drove one behind the other for a distance, Han Zhihui recognized that they were driving in the direction of Cheng Weiwan's home.

However, the car in front stopped as it approached the community where Cheng Weiwan lived.

Han Zhihui also stepped on the brakes.

Soon, the car door opened, and Cheng Weiwan and the man got out of the car respectively. The man held an umbrella and took Cheng Weiwan into a supermarket that was still open on the roadside.

When the two figures disappeared at the entrance of the supermarket, Han Zhihui also turned off the car, got out of the car and entered the supermarket.

Although it was almost closing, there were not many people in the supermarket. Han Zhihui wandered in the supermarket for a while before he saw Cheng Weiwan and the man.

The man was pushing a cart and carefully selecting apples in the fruit and vegetable section.

Cheng Weiwan stood aside and did not make a move. Occasionally when the man turned to ask her something, she gently shook her head or nodded.

The two people didn't talk much, but the picture looked particularly harmonious. The more Han Zhihui looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Cheng Weiwan and the man didn't go shopping for too long. They chose vegetables and fruits, picked up a box of yogurt in the dairy section, and went to the checkout counter.

Han Zhihui didn't choose anything, so he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he waited until it was their turn to check out and then walked out through the shopping exit.

After Cheng Weiwan finished paying with the man, he walked towards the supermarket exit.

Han Zhihui followed them.

As he was about to leave the supermarket, the man spoke in a refined voice, like a promising young man with higher education: "Wanwan?"