A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

She was wearing high heels, where the car was parked, a little far from the exit, and when she finally reached the side of the auxiliary road, her feet had rubbed out several blisters.

It hurts, it hurts... but it doesn't reach the pain on her face and the bottom of her heart.

She was very tired, but she didn't want to stop. She didn't know where she was, so she walked forward aimlessly.

The slap mark on her face is very dazzling, and people who pass by her will look at her sideways.

She was unaware of everything around her, and she stopped when she walked until she could not move.

There is a floor mirror standing at the door of a beauty shop next to her. When she looked at the mirror, she couldn't help but stay on it.

In the mirror, her hair has been carefully made, the makeup on her face has been carefully depicted, and the shoes on the soles of her feet were brought back by foreigners last year. They did not want to wear them once...

She was so dedicated to the dinner tonight, but now...

With this thought, Cheng Weiwan's eyes fell on his face in the mirror.

She looked at the five distinctive fingerprints, and her lips could not help but laughed at herself.

Laughing and smiling, she endured tears all night and ran down her cheeks.

Yeah... she knows the truth, she was so angry with Cheng Weiguo, but when she saw her biological father treat her like this again and again, she was still sad.

He and her are blood-connected fathers and daughters. They should be the closest people in the world. They have innate feelings, but... he and she are strangers more than strangers.

She knew that she should no longer have hope for Cheng Weiguo, but she was still sad... She was still a little bit sad about her blood.

The more I thought about it, the more sad Cheng Chengwan was at the bottom of her heart. In the end, she couldn't bear it, so she squatted down and cried with her knees.

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Han Zhihui was very busy tonight and worked overtime until eleven o'clock in the evening before finishing his day's work.

He hadn't eaten dinner yet, and his stomach was a bit uncomfortable. He thought about going home for a while, so he took a cell phone and ordered a supper.

The phone for the midnight snack was not called. Lin Sheng sent someone to follow Cheng Weiwan, but the phone came.

It was said that Cheng Weiwei went to an appointment tonight. It is not clear who is specific, but he was very happy. After the appointment, Cheng Wei got a car in the evening and drove halfway. The car stopped and Cheng Wei came down. Then the whole person became extremely unhappy, now crouching on the street and crying...

Han Zhi returned to his heart and wondered who was going to the meeting and would cry so sad, but he couldn't wait to ask where Cheng Weiwan was now without thinking carefully.

Not far from his company, in the street behind, he hung up the phone, Han Zhihui didn't even wear his coat, hurried down the stairs, and broke into the deep winter night.

In the vicinity of the company, Han Zhihui was very familiar with it. He easily found the person who called and said something.

After a long distance, he saw that it was not too late to squat beside the road.

She was shaking tremendously, and he knew that she was crying terribly.

His footsteps stopped subconsciously, and he stared at her for a while, before taking a very slow step and approaching her.

"Late late?"

He called her name.

But she ignored him.

He bent down, grabbed her arm, and dragged her up.