Zhang Tezhu noticed Han Jingnian's strangeness and carefully stretched his neck to glance at the mobile phone screen that Han Jingnian was holding. When he saw the photo of Xia Wan'an and Xia Chen'an, he understood what was going on.

Mr. Han is because... the wife said that her husband is Mr. Xia, not him, and she is feeling depressed?

Uh... Although the lady always uses impolite sex to scare him, she has also helped him a lot.

Thinking of this, Special Assistant Zhang spoke for Xia Wan'an: "Madam may be afraid of releasing your marriage information with her and causing chaos, so she used Mr. Xia as a shield."

Han Jingnian didn't say anything, and his expression staring at the phone screen showed no sign of improvement.

When Assistant Zhang saw that what he said didn't work at all, he was in trouble for a while.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, Han Jingnian suddenly spoke, his tone as cold as if he could speak into ice: "You go out."

During Han Jingnian's situation, how could the Assistant Zhang dared to hesitate any more. He immediately responded "Okay" and disappeared from Han Jingnian's vision.

As Assistant Zhang brought the door of the hotel suite, the huge space suddenly became extremely quiet.

Han Jingnian stared at the photos on his phone for a while, then threw the phone away irritably. Thinking that he was out of sight, he got up and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Han Jingnian lay flat on the bed as usual, closing his eyes to get ready to fall asleep.

Somehow, he always felt like something was stuffed in his chest, which was so blocked.

He wanted to let himself sleep, but he didn't get in. In the end, he was inexplicably irritated.

He changed his sleeping positions in countless ways, and in the end, somehow he thought that last night, when he was attending a dinner, Mr. Song and Mr. Lin, who were sitting beside him, both received a call from their wife at around 10 o'clock in the evening.

Mr. Song is on a business trip like him. Mrs. Song asked him if he had finished his work? Have he returned to the hotel to rest? He repeatedly told him to drink less when he had a bad stomach.

Lin is always a local. Mrs. Lin called him and asked when he would go home. She also asked him if he had any food outside and if he wanted to prepare some midnight snacks for him.

Only his private phone has always been quiet. The only time it rang was the weather forecast sent from 10086.

Last night, he didn't care much about Mr. Song and Mr. Lin receiving calls from their wives, because he saw a lot of such scenes, but at this moment, in such a quiet night, he suddenly realized that she had hardly called him, let alone call him when he would go home and whether he would go home for dinner, etc.

Thinking of this, Han Jingnian was even less sleepy.

The fire in my chest was burning more and more vigorously.

To her, he seemed to be an optional existence.

Or... she never seemed to have regarded him as her husband?

No concern, no condolences, no demands... I won't even tell you if there is something.

I just don’t know how she is doing at home now? Will she be sad because of Gu Yuzhi’s messy things?

Forget it, she didn't tell him if she had anything to do. What else did he care about her?

Thinking of this, Han Jingnian covered the quilt on his head and planned to continue falling asleep.
Chapter completed!