A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

After dinner, the housekeeper packed up the lunch box and threw it into the trash bin, walked to the window, glanced downstairs, and waited for her to throw away the trash. When she returned, the whole person was even more restless.

During the meal, Han Zhihui received a text message from the secretary. After eating, he turned on the computer, sat on the sofa, and became busy.

The ward was very quiet, and the nurse stood by the bed and watched Cheng Han, the housekeeper who sorted things, and looked at Han Zhihui from time to time.

On the way, she went to the window several times, accidentally or unintentionally, each time she stretched her neck and looked down at it for a while, then turned her head to Han Zhihui and put on a stern expression. .

Han Zhihui, who was reading the mail, didn't look at the housekeeper, but could feel that she kept looking at herself.

He knew that the housekeeper should have something to say to himself, but the housekeeper didn't speak, so he didn't ask.

I don’t know that when the housekeeper looked at himself for the first time, Han Zhihui finally couldn’t help it. Although he didn’t go to the housekeeper, he stared at the computer screen with a faint voice: “Speak, what the hell? thing."

The housekeeper seemed to be tangled with something, and was silent for a while, then whispered: "Mr. Han, she is downstairs."

Although the housekeeper didn't specify who she was, Han Zhihui understood it in an instant.

He beat the keyboard rhythmically with both hands, a little stagnation, and then he uttered a faint tone of "Oh", as if the housekeeper said, it had nothing to do with him, and re-entered the work.

In addition to the sound of Han Zhihui typing on the keyboard, there was no other movement in the room.

The butler glanced downstairs again, and then hesitated for a moment, then said again: "I just went across from her when I was going to buy dinner. She stopped me again and asked me about the situation of my young master, I don’t Carefully touched her hand and found that her body temperature was very high and it should be a fever."

Han Zhihui didn't seem to hear the housekeeper's words. He hit the keyboard without pause.

"Moreover, when I just went downstairs, I found that today the weather is a bit bad, like it is going to rain." God seems to have agreed with the housekeeper in advance. As soon as she finished speaking, a word came out of the window. The deafening thunder, and then, there was raindrops, crackling on the window.

"It's really raining...and it's quite heavy..." The butler ran to the window again and looked downstairs: "...how is she still standing there... her forehead is hurt, rain It’s so dirty.

The steward said, while looking at Han Zhihui: "...Mr. Han, otherwise, please let her come to see the young master... She is after all the young mother's biological mother and hears that the young master is sick, It must be more anxious than anyone else, in case she really stood downstairs for one night, what happened to her life..."

Han Zhihui's sound of typing on the keyboard suddenly disappeared. He seemed to be chattered by the housekeeper. He said impatiently. He looked up and threw a cold sentence at her: "Since you are so worried about her, then go downstairs to accompany her. Go in the rain!"

The butler was frightened by Han Zhihui and suddenly dared not speak.

The room was once again plunged into silence.

Han Zhihui stared at the computer screen for a while, and then returned to work. He just knocked the keyboard a few times and shook it to the housekeeper in front of the window, suddenly exclaiming: "Mr. Han, it’s not good. , Miss Cheng fainted!"

PS: Annoying~ Kavinka's annoying~ I stayed up all night and wrote 5 chapters, one of which was promised by everyone yesterday, I wanted to add 2 more chapters, but I really wrote all night~ So for the remaining chapter, write it with the update tonight~ Good night everyone~ Oh~ no~ Good morning~ Remember to vote for the recommendation and monthly tickets on the next page~