CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

4The child was around three years old and wore a pink blue hat. Hairy Ball was swinging around on top of the hat along with his movements, making him look quite cute. Han Zhiyu hurriedly helped him up and asked with concern, "Are you alright, baby?"     3

    

The child first had a stupefied expression before reacting. He curled his lips and was about to cry.    

    

"Be good, don't cry, don't cry. Let's eat sugar. " Han Zhiyu casually took out a candy from the candy box on the table beside her.    

    

The child's big eyes, which were filled with tears, immediately lit up when he saw the candy. He reached out his meaty little hand and grabbed it.    

    

Han Zhiyu looked at him with love and pity. Her eyes were filled with memories, until a worried voice pulled her back to her thoughts, "Baby, where are you?"    

    

She looked up and saw a woman looking left and right anxiously. When her gaze landed on the child in her arms, she immediately ran over happily and carried the child from Han Zhiyu's arms.    

    

"Baby, it scared mother to death. " The woman hugged the child tightly and kissed the child's cheek non-stop. "Don't run around again next time, do you know?"    

    

Then she turned her gaze back and bowed gratefully to Han Zhiyu. "Miss, thank you so much. "    

    

"It was nothing. " Han Zhiyu smiled and replied. Then her gaze landed on the child in her arms, "The baby is very cute. "    

    

When the woman thanked again and left with the child, Han Zhiyu's gaze had yet to withdraw.    

    

The hat on the child's head that was being carried was still swaying. The moment the child turned his head to look at Han Zhiyu, his heart twitched.    

    

He originally thought that he had already forgotten that memory, but he did not think that he was still too self-deceiving.    

    

When Han Zhiyu held back the tears from falling from her eyes, a hand with clear joints suddenly stretched out from the side and a gentle and pleasant voice sounded, "If you want to cry then cry. "    

    

Han Zhiyu turned her head and saw the worried face of Hee Yuanze.    

    

She did not take the handkerchief and just pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Hee Yuanze, drink with me. "    

    

This smile was full of bitterness. Of course, he knew that Han Zhiyu had just thought of that child who had lost his life. If she really wanted to reduce the pain, he did not mind accompanying her to drink and rest.    

    

The wine entered her throat and it was a little cold. Han Zhiyu drank it bit by bit. The cold liquid was so cold that it reached the depths of her heart.    

    

Actually, she did not know how to drink. When the first mouthful entered her stomach, she choked until tears came out and she coughed violently.    

    

However, she didn't stop, as if she was masochizing herself. She let the taste paralyze her tongue, cut her throat, and burned her stomach.    

    

"Zhiyu, have you ever thought about getting a divorce with Lu Yiran?" Seeing Han Zhiyu in such pain, Hee Yuanze couldn't help but ask.    

    

"Divorce?" Han Zhiyu sneered, "I also want a divorce. "    

    

Hee Yuanze's eyes widened when he heard that. He raised his voice. "Really?"    

    

"So what if I want to? If Hee Yuanze doesn't agree, we can't divorce. " Han Zhiyu's voice contained a trace of pain. She looked at him with misty eyes. "Since he doesn't love me, why won't he let me go?"    

    

Seeing the tears at the corner of Han Zhiyu's eyes, Hee Yuanze's heart ached. He reached out a hand to hold her hand and his thin lips parted, "Zhiyu, since you do not love me, why is it that you are not willing to let me go? If you really plan to leave Lu Yiran, I can help you. "    

    

"You will help me?" Han Zhiyu shook her head and tried to hear what he said.    

    

"Yes. " Hee Yuanze nodded. His eyes were filled with tenderness and affection. "As long as you say one word, I will help you. "    

    

The dizziness brought by the alcohol made her feel that Hee Yuanze was suddenly in front of her. She leaned forward and tried to tell what Hee Yuanze was saying. Then she smiled and replied. "Hee Yuanze, Lu Yiran is very powerful. You, are you sure you can beat him?"    

    

"For you, I am willing to give it a try. " Although Hee Yuanze's eyes were gentle, his tone was firm.    

    

"Hehe, Hee Yuanze, you are so good to me. "Han Zhiyu pulled her hand back and could not help but take the glass back and drink it. Seeing that she was drunk, Hee Yuanze was worried and took the remaining bottle away.    

    

At this moment, Han Zhiyu's face was red and her eyes were blurry. Her red lips were watery.    

    

Hee Yuanze took a look and was stunned. Suddenly, his arm was grabbed into a soft spot.    

    

Han Zhiyu pulled his arm and asked in a sticky voice, "Hee Yuanze, why are you so good to me?"    

    

Hee Yuanze stared at her wet eyes for a while. Just as he was about to answer, he saw Han Zhiyu close her eyes and hit her head on his arm. She fell asleep.    

    

He smiled helplessly and reached out his other empty hand to stroke her hair. His voice was full of pampering, "One day, you will understand. "    

    

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Hotel.    

    

"Open the door!"    

    

Lu Yiran's cold voice and scary eyes made waiter forget about the so-called rules.    

    

He took the card and swiped the door.    

    

Lu Yiran pushed the door open and barged in.    

    

He was waiting for Xu Jingchun's surgery in the small villa, but he received a call from the bodyguard, telling him that Han Zhiyu was carried by Hee Yuanze into the car and drove to the hotel.    

    

Without saying another word, Lu Yiran immediately drove to the hotel.    

    

The lights were not turned off inside. He saw the clothes on the bed at first glance. The most eye-catching was the man's coat, and the rest was the man's coat. She saw the clothes he was wearing in the office today.    

    

On the bed, under the blanket.    

    

The moment he lifted the blanket, Lu Yiran was even afraid that Han Zhiyu was not the only one under the blanket. . .    

    

But when he saw Han Zhiyu lying on the bed in only her undergarments, she looked drunk and confused.    

    

Han Zhiyu, who was curled up in the blanket, was still saying, "Hee Yuanze, you really want to help me. . . Why. . . Why are you so good to me. . . "    

    

She was so drunk that she was dizzy. She spoke very softly. Lu Yiran stood by the bed and could not hear what she was saying.    

    

It was only when Lu Yiran bent down to get closer to her did he realize that there were tears on her eyelashes and two tears at the corners of her eyes.    

    

He stopped moving and his heart started to tighten.    

    

Ever since Han Zhiyu did not have a baby, he never saw a smile on her face again.    

    

Adding on Ai Shiqi's matter, she had completely lost her former elegance and was very skinny.    

    

Lu Yiran could not help but reach out his hand and pull her hair behind his head. His fingers gently touched her cheek. . .    

    

Han Zhiyu could vaguely feel someone approaching her and caressing her.    

    

The overly gentle and familiar caressing made the drunk her unable to resist moving her face closer to that big palm.    

    

Her body also reflexively moved closer to that person, her hand grabbing onto that big palm.    

    

Like a dream, Han Zhiyu's body instinctively moved closer to the source of warmth.    

    

Lu Yiran's tightened heart softened because of Han Zhiyu's cute little movements.