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nBut when he saw Bai Weiwei’s pink and peachy face, his heart softened.

nAlthough he just told himself that he should not have unnecessary feelings for her, his feelings were beyond his control.

n【Ding, the level of favorability had risen by 10, and the current favorability is 50.】

nBai Weiwei was silent for a long time before asking the system, “This man doesn’t have multiple personalities, right?”

nHis favorability rating was like a roller coaster ride going up and down and back again, was he trying to torture her?

nSystem: “Actually, it’s more like a psychopath.”

nThe mood swings of ordinary people were not so unpredictable, changing constantly.

nBai Weiwei silently gave the system 10,000 likes.

nHan Zhengyu, who was defined as a psychopath by Bai Weiwei, couldn’t fall asleep at all that night. He was just staring at Bai Weiwei’s lovely sleeping face the whole time.

nAnd the level of favorability was always going up and down. At the beginning, Bai Weiwei was scared, but in the end, she got used to the dings of the system, and fell asleep first.

nWhen she woke up, his favorability rating stabilized at 50.

nBai Weiwei completely happy not getting up. At first she thought that Han Zhengyu hated her, but after all he was a normal person. It was difficult to capture his heart, but not as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

nNow she doesn’t think so, Han Zhengyu, this guy is just like a tsundere.

nClearly so serious and calm in appearance, but the result was that his heart was like storm, emotional, and feelings in a complete mess.

nWhere his favorability can change both ways in the span of a minute.

nBai Weiwei said she might not be able to last one more month and as surely going to die.

nAfter eating, Han Zhengyu said to Bai Weiwei, “I’m going to take you to a place.”

nBai Weiwei knew that this was definitely not a good thing, but she could only get in the car.

nSoon they arrived at the cemetery. There was a solemn silence, and rows of tombstones were connected.

nBai Weiwei’s heart shook, she vaguely knew what Han Zhengyu wanted to do.

nSure enough, Han Zhengyu walked up to his mother’s tombstone and then looked back at her with complicated gaze.

nBai Weiwei stared at him ignorantly, like she didn’t know what was going on.

nHan Zhengyu hardened his heart, and said coldly to her, “Kneel down.”

nBai Weiwei blinked in fear, not understanding why he was so fierce.

nHan Zhengyu saw herapperance and his heart softened, but that softening feeling made him act even more cruel.

nHe couldn’t tolerate his feelings, how could he like the murderer who killed his mother.

nHan Zhengyu stepped forward and gave Bai Weiwei a shove, directly pushing on to the ground. Then he pointed to the portrait on the tombstone and told her, “Say you’re sorry.”

nBai Weiwei glanced up, “Gege…”

nHan Zhengyu looked cold, “Say it.”

nBai Weiwei immediately said, “I’m sorry.”

nHan Zhengyu’s face was still very unsightly, but he let Bai Weiwei get up, and then took her to leave the cemetery.

nOnce out of the cemetery, they saw a black car parked at the entrance, and out came a middle-aged man and woman.

n“Mr. Han, we are here.” The man stepped closer and said respectfully.

nHan Zhengyu had his lips pursed and a gloomy face.

nBai Weiwei shrunk timidly behind him, as if she was afraid of strangers.

nHan Zhengyu did not even give Bai Weiwei a glance, it seemed like he was afraid looking at her would soften his will.

nHe reached out and grabbed Bai Weiwei’s hand so hard it caused pain.

nBai Weiwei couldn’t help but whimper, but the next second, he pushed her towards the man and woman, “You are responsible for her daily life, and the psychiatrist will come tomorrow.”

nThe man immediately replied, “Okay, Mr. Han.”

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