This sudden magnetic sound came into Han Yi'er's ears, making her stunned...
need……
need help!
No matter who you are, please help yourself! After diluting the tears, he quickly raised his head. The man standing in front of him was about forty years old, with short hair, wearing a straight suit, and deep eyes. He has a strong nose, a straight nose, and sexy lips, revealing the temperament of a mature and steady man: "Sir!" Han Yi'er quickly wiped the tears on her cheeks, stretched out her traumatized hands and grasped them tightly. The man's arm: "I want to go into the apartment to find someone. I'm not a bad person. Please take me in, please?" Her words seemed so incoherent, as if she was desperate for help from anyone.
Struggling, she is still making the final fight against fate!
When the man saw this, he smiled like a gentleman and his eyes showed a gentle expression: "Haha, I just happen to be here to find a friend, so just come in with me."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She thanked her repeatedly, her voice choked with sobs. After so many disappointments, even if she had a little hope now, Han Yi'er would be extremely excited. When she noticed her dirty hands grabbing the man's suit, She quickly let go of her hand and lowered her head guiltily: "Sorry, your clothes were stained."
The man shook his head gracefully, pulled up Han Yi'er who was sitting on the ground, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.
There is good and evil, good and bad in the world. There are people with evil intentions and good intentions. God is not heartless. When it closes the door, it also leaves a window for itself...
Taking the handkerchief, Han Yi'er nodded gratefully and followed the elegant and noble middle-aged man into the apartment again...