Jiang Henhan originally went to the hospital to get medicine for his mother.
The driver, Xiao Zhao, was just about to find a place to park when Jiang Henhan, who had been staring out the window, suddenly said, "Stop for a moment."
He looked in the direction just now. The rain curtain was deep. The slender figure in the corridor not far away. If he saw it correctly, it was Duan Qingwu. Her face was very pale and she shrank in the wind. She looked tired.
Unbearable.
Jiang Henhan raised the corner of his mouth and pointed, "Drive the car to the camphor tree."
"It's better to drive to that beautiful woman!" Xiao Zhao muttered with a wink.
"What do you know! He is Ling Yansen's wife and Duan Fei's daughter."
Xiao Zhao hesitated, "Are you talking about Ling Yansen from Jiayu International? Ling Peng's son?"
"No! The Ling family and the Duan family have all gathered together now." Jiang Henhan's eyes gradually deepened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"I said something has been wrong with you recently, and you asked me to dig out old cases. You haven't let it go yet?"
"Every police officer has one or two cases that he can't let go of. If he can't solve the case, he will always be worried about it."
Counting the raindrops and counting the time, her heart was blown cold by the wind. Didn't he say that he would come back when she waited? But in the end, the rain stopped, and so did her waiting.
"Ahem! Mom, Maomao Leng, why don't we go home?" Maomao poked her head out of her coat, but when the wind blew her head, she quickly retracted it.
Listening to her coughing, Qingwu's heart ached, "We are waiting for our uncle. He said he would come back to pick us up." As she said that, she turned around, thinking that she might as well go to the lobby and wait.
At this moment, a horn sounded from behind. I looked around almost in surprise, but in the end I was disappointed. The horn sounded from an unfamiliar Land Rover.
"Duan Qingwu!" Jiang Henhan called her name and opened the door, strode after her, and quickly caught her.
Qingwu was startled, and then angry, why did this person always appear in surprise! She took two steps back, with a cold expression, "Sir, I..."
"Please call me Mr. Jiang, or Jiang Henhan. We met last night, and you were like this at the time, with an impatient look on your face and a harsh tone." Jiang Henhan smiled, with bright and clean wheat-colored skin, "I'll do it.
I was getting medicine, and I happened to see you there too. Is this your daughter?"
Qingwu didn't intend to say anything more and just nodded.
"If you don't mind, I'll give you a ride."
Qingwu glanced around again, her eyes finally dimmed, "Then I'll trouble you."
After getting in the car and reporting her address, she looked out the window silently. Jiang Henhan also got into the back seat and said, "I see you are very tired holding the baby all the time. How about I help you?"
"Thank you Mr. Jiang for your kindness, Maomao is afraid of life."
"Maomao? I have a Jingba at home with the same name." Jiang Henhan intended to start chatting, but failed to achieve his goal. Xiao Zhao winked at him from the front, and when he looked sideways, sure enough, her face had darkened.