President Gao Leng's little wife

Han Tianyi held the steering wheel tightly, and he stepped on the accelerator to the maximum.

The pointer on the display was about to break through the dial, and the surrounding scenery was swept away quickly.

"impossible……"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Tianyi's forehead.

He gritted his teeth and continued to step on the accelerator.

His heartbeat was pounding like it was about to pop out of his throat.

Han Tianyi kicked open the car door, but before he could close it, he rushed straight into the company.

He was so panicked that the whole group waited in a hurry.

The number on the elevator keeps going up.

Han Tianyi's heart also rose to his throat.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened.

Han Tianyi took a step forward and saw a person sitting in the open office.

The man sat quietly in his chair with his back turned to him.

He seemed unable to believe his eyes.

The trembling feet took a long time before taking the second step.

He heard his arteries throbbing like drums in his temples.

"Wei, Yi?"

It took him a lot of effort to say those two words completely.

The people sitting inside turned around when they heard the voice.

When he really saw that face, a rush of blood rushed to his head, and his brain buzzed.

The mouthpiece was suddenly dry.

Obviously it was the face that died in the car accident.

The face that was very similar to Xia Yuluo was cremated by himself.

But now she appeared in front of him alive.

Flesh and blood stepped forward to hold his arm, and shouted kindly:
"elder brother--"

Crisp, as clear as a silver bell, it coincides with childhood memories.

The only difference is that now Han Weiyi's voice is a little softer and more tactful.

The blood vessels in Han Tianyi's brain seemed to burst.

The person standing in front of him was a ghost like dust and smoke.

He stretched out his hand to test Han Weiyi's temperature.

It's hot, lukewarm.

"Brother, are you wondering if I'm a ghost? No. I'm alive."

Han Weiyi blinked mischievously.

Standing on tiptoe, he hooked Han Tianyi's neck vigorously, and scratched the tip of his narrow nose.

This move completely stunned Han Tianyi.

This is the kind of intimacy between him and Han Weiyi.

Every time Han Tianyi would always scold her for being neither big nor small, but Han Weiyi always disagreed.

The person stood in front of him alive, but Han Tianyi couldn't accept the fact.

He endured it for a long time before he could barely suppress the urge to shake her off in his heart.

He closed his eyes, the frenzy faded from his eyes.

He calmed down his rattling mind and regained some sanity.

"Brother, why are your hands so cold, are you scared by me?"

Han Weiyi leaned close to Han Tianyi with concern, carefully watching her expression.

Han Tianyi didn't answer, but just pulled out his hand:
"Where have you been all these years?"

His voice was unspeakably cold.

It was as if the person standing in front of her was not her long-lost sister, but an ordinary stranger.

Han Weiyi was taken aback for a moment, but then he came to his senses and approached again:

"I went to study abroad, brother, have you forgotten? It's so sad, my brother actually forgot me."

Han Weiyi pursed her lips with an aggrieved look on her face.

It's obviously still an exciting reunion scene, but everything is weird.

Especially that face that resembles Xia Yuluo.

Amidst the beauty, it is also creepy to watch.