Chapter 940: Not Stubborn, Just Waiting (6)

She actually compared him to a cowherd, and said that he came to her door for free, without spending any money... Does this mean that he is not even as good as a cowherd?

Han Zhihui narrowed his eyes and suddenly stopped.

The man who was still angry at first was amused by Cheng Weiwan's words and laughed out loud: "Wanwan, you are really enough. I have seen people comforting themselves. This is the first time I have seen you comforting yourself like this."

"I'm not comforting myself, I really think so. I didn't take the transaction with him seriously at all. I just thought that I ordered a cow-herd for fun..." Cheng Wei Wan said with a slight smile on his lips: "...But having said that, Brother Yinan, although I have never found Niu-Lang, I think his skills must be inferior to Niu-Lang. many……"

Even if she scolded him for not being as good as Cowherd, she also said that his skills were not as good as Cowherd?

Gloom instantly filled Han Zhihui's entire face, and the aura overflowing from his body became a little permeable.

The two people in front didn't notice him behind them at all. After hearing Cheng Weiwan's words, the man chuckled twice: "He must know that you miss him so much, I'm afraid he will be angry to death!"

"Fearless..." Cheng Weiwan replied with four words nonchalantly.

Fearless?

The fire that was about to explode exploded instantly.

Han Zhihui suddenly raised his feet and walked towards Cheng Weiwan.

But before others could get behind Cheng Weiwan, Cheng Weiwan, who was about to walk out of the supermarket door, spoke again.

Her tone was a little low, as if she was melancholy: "...as early as two years ago, I stood downstairs in his house and watched his joys, sorrows, successes and failures when he brought other women home. , happiness and misery have nothing to do with me.”

Accompanied by the words "It has nothing to do with me", they penetrated into Han Zhihui's ears. He seemed to have been tapped on his acupoints halfway, and his whole body suddenly stopped in place.

When she was guarding the downstairs of his house night after night, he dreamed that she would never have anything to do with him again.

Now, he finally heard these words from her mouth. He should be grateful, but deep down in his heart, he was not at all happy, and even a little...unspeakably panicked.

panic?

As these two words entered Han Zhihui's mind, he seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. The next second he shook his head vigorously and threw the thought away.

What kind of international joke are you kidding...will he panic because of her?

It’s really haha...

Han Zhihui shook his head again, and then collected his thoughts.

Cheng Weiwan and the man had already left the supermarket, and even the car on the roadside was gone.

The rain was still falling. After Han Zhihui walked out of the supermarket, he didn't rush to get in the car. Instead, he held an umbrella and froze on the roadside.

The wind was strong, and the rain blew under the umbrella, quickly getting his lower body wet.

He seemed not to feel anything, just standing there.

He didn't know how long he stood there, but the words she said suddenly flashed through his mind: "As early as two years ago, I stood downstairs in his house and watched him bring other women home. My joys, sorrows, successes and failures, happiness and misery have nothing to do with me.”

This sentence was like a curse. He didn't want to think about it, but it just echoed in his mind.

Over and over again... until the end, his hand suddenly shook and the umbrella slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground.