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"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" someone outside asked.

Han Xihua said: "Sorry, the car won't start."

The other party seemed to be the driver of the bulletproof car. He was a little impatient. He turned his head and glanced at the leader's car, and then said to Han Xihua: "I'll show it to you. Give me the key."

The other party drove a bulletproof car, so he must not be an ordinary person. Han Xihua did not doubt it. She got out of the car with her bag and handed the keys to the driver.

At this moment, the window of the bulletproof car slowly opened.

"Xiao Liu, what happened?"

A calm man's voice came.

Xiao Liu quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhuang, that car suddenly won't start. I'll see what's going on and move it immediately."

Zhuang Chengyuan glanced at the car, then his eyes fell on Han Xihua and recognized her.

Han Xihua seemed to recognize him and was a little surprised.

"President Han, what a coincidence." Zhuang Chengyuan smiled faintly at her.

Han Xihua walked forward and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Zhuang."

As the president of a bank, Han Xihua often attends various high-profile occasions and makes friends with powerful people.

She had been lucky enough to meet Mr. Zhuang and chat with him a few times, but that was all.

Not everyone can make friends with people of Zhuang Chengyuan's level. Even if Han Xihua has the qualifications, it still depends on Zhuang Chengyuan's willingness.

After that time, they didn't see each other again. Calculating the time, it was about more than a year. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Chengyuan still remembered her.

Zhuang Chengyuan raised his head slightly and found that Han Xihua's eyes were a little dazed, and there was still mist in the eyes. It was obvious that he had cried, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

"What happened?" What he actually wanted to ask was why she was crying.

Han Xihua thought he was asking about her car, so she said, "My car won't start."

"is it?"

She cried when the car wouldn't start?This is clearly not the case.

Zhuang Chengyuan also knew that Han Xihua misunderstood his meaning, or misunderstood deliberately.

Xiao Liu quickly said: "Sir, I'm going to take a look at her car and come right away."

Zhuang Chengyuan nodded, "Go quickly."

Xiao Liu immediately took Han Xihua's key and got into her car to check what was going on.

He started it several times, but it didn't work, so Xiao Liu got out of the car, went to the front of the car, opened the hood, checked, and rectified the fault.

It was already autumn, and there was a chill in the air. Han Xihua was wearing relatively thin clothes. When the wind blew, she shrank and felt a little cold.

With a bang, the car door opened. Zhuang Chengyuan moved his position and sat next to him, "Come in, your car will probably have to wait for a while."

Han Xihua wanted to say no, but the door was already open and she couldn't refuse, so she sat on it and closed the door, "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang."

The car was very warm, and there was a faint smell of perfume, which was obviously a woman's perfume.

Zhang Chengyuan saw the tears in the corners of her eyes. He took out a clean white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her.

He said nothing but gave her the handkerchief.

Han Xihua took the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you."

Zhuang Chengyuan looked at Han Xihua with calm eyes.

There were hickeys on her neck, probably left by a man.

This woman is indeed beautiful. She looks like she is in her 30s. You can't tell that she is already in her forties. Her beauty is not just skin-deep, but also beautiful in her bones.

The mature charm of her body is unmatched by women in their 20s.