Chapter 177 (1/2)

Wang Han reached out and made a gesture of invitation, and Cen Qinghe sat right across from her. So big a round table, two people must have two meters away.

Wang Han took the initiative to say: ”is there a traffic jam? Originally, I wanted to pick you up by car, but I was afraid that you might have something to do temporarily, so I had to reserve a private room here to wait for you. ”

CEN Qinghe said: ”it's OK, we're on the other side of Shunde Road, there's no traffic jam.”

Wang Han nodded with a smile, ”that's good. Order first. I don't know what you like to eat, but the vegetables here are very good. You can try them.”

The waiter was called. After reading the menu, cen Qinghe knew that it was a vegetarian restaurant. All the dishes were delicate and fresh, and they were given a pleasant name, which meant that they didn't touch meat or fishy food.

When ordering, Wang Han asked, ”can Miss Cen drink?”

CEN Qinghe originally wanted to say that he still had to go to work in the afternoon, but somehow, he acted like a ghost. She said to her mouth with a smile: ”look at Miss Wang, I can do it.”

Wang Han smiles and asks the waiters to prepare the homemade flower wine here.

Food and wine are served very quickly. After the waiter turns to leave, Wang Han seems to take off his sunglasses at will. Cen Qinghe looks up and looks up. Suddenly, he is shocked.

Han Han's face was made up of delicate makeup, with strong foundation and beautiful lips. That's how the red eye on the left side of the eye looks like bleeding.

CEN Qinghe knows it's impolite to stare at people, so she instinctively doesn't open her eyes and pretends to take up a glass and pour wine.

But in the end, she was a person who could not hide things in her heart, and she could not pretend to be blind when she saw what she saw.

Looking up again, cen Qinghe looked at Wang Han, trying not to abruptly ask: ”Miss Wang, your eyes...”

Wang Han smile, is very casual way: ”quarrel with her husband, he hit.”

This lipstick belongs to Dior.

CEN Qinghe is unavoidably facial expression, do not know what to say for a while.

Wang Han picked up the refined wine bottle at hand, poured a glass of wine out, holding the glass. She looked at Cen Qinghe and said with a light smile: ”Miss Cen, I want you to come out today. First, I apologize for the last thing. Second, I feel that I have an eye for you. Today, in your company, so many people, only you said such a word to me.”

CEN Qinghe quickly replied, ”don't go to your heart. It's all misunderstandings. Just make it clear. And if something like this happens, we are all secondary, and you are the most miserable. ”

CEN Qinghe has heartache and worry in his eyes. His simple and straightforward words and eyes instantly stabbed Wang Han's weakness.

It can be seen that she tried very hard not to shed tears, but tears immediately filled her eyes. She opened her eyes, smiling at Cen Qinghe, and made a calm appearance.

CEN Qinghe was soft in the bottom of his heart, and subconsciously straightened his back. He put the tissue box on the round table and turned to Wang Han. She said in a voice, ”Miss Wang, don't do this. If you feel uncomfortable in your heart, you will cry out and don't suffocate yourself.”

Wang Han took out a piece of paper and covered her eyes. After a few seconds, she raised her head again. The corner of her lips raised a sarcastic arc and said in a voice: ”to be honest, I know that my husband is outside. It's not a day or two. At first, I quarreled with him and questioned him. He would worry about it for a long time. Later, he didn't care more, and now he doesn't even go back home.”

”I have sent someone to investigate him, and I have also looked for the women he raised outside. I beat and scolded him. It doesn't work. He is determined to fool around outside. I can't control him. I just love my daughter...”

When it comes to children, Wang Han's tears burst out. Although she tries her best to control the mood that is on the verge of collapse, her shoulders tremble, but the suppressed cry still floats into the bottom of her heart along Cen Qinghe's ears.

It's hard to say in my heart. Cen Qinghe can even empathize with the women who have been cheated and betrayed by their husbands. Once they know the truth, the couple's love for decades has disappeared. What a cruel thing it is.

It's like watching the house built by two people, which was ignited by his own hands and burned out by a merciless fire, and she could only stand by and watch, helpless.

”My daughter is very sensible. She studies abroad in junior high school and doesn't often go back home. Every time we make a video call, she asks me Mom, where's my dad? He's not home yet? ”