Han Wenhao first turned around helplessly, facing Cheng Ya, and then held back the displeasure in his heart, after all, no one has ever dared to refuse himself like this, "What happened to you" Cheng Ya didn't want to speak, but turned away lightly, Han Wenhao held Cheng Ya's small hand with one hand, and then took her back to Cheng Ya's hand, choked up and said coldly: "You always ask others so hard" Han Wenhao's eyes flashed strongly, and he also said with a cold attitude:" I'm sure you're not rational now, so I'm responsible for your personal safety, after all, I'm your boss" Cheng Ya smiled bitterly, tears rolled down again, but continued to turn around faintly, but Han Wenhao tightened his palm, clenched her little hand, pulled her hard, and took her into his arms, and then stuffed her into the luxurious Rolls-Royce without saying a word, "You let go, I don't want you to care about me, you let go" Cheng Ya choked up and said with tears as she pushed Han Wenhao away, but she was about to walk out from another door, Unexpectedly, Han Wenhao beside him tightened Cheng Ya's little hand, and coldly ordered the driver to "drive" and "yes" The car started slowly Cheng Ya saw that he couldn't refuse, so he just silently sobbed with a headache and cried, the tears one by one, couldn't stop Han Wenhao helplessly pulled the tissue, turned her body, wiped the bean-sized tears on her face for her, wiped them one by one, but couldn't finish wiping them, and finally he looked at her helplessly, Cheng Ya ignored him, just continued to sobb excitedly, Tears rolled down one by one, it was really a big roll like beans Han Wenhao was finally stunned, because he had never faced a girl like this, like her, she cried so willfully and silently and cried so pitifully, so sad He sighed heavily, and then helplessly looked at Cheng Ya and continued to sobb silently, those dreamy big eyes, overflowing with fog for a while, then rolling down a teardrop, then overflowing with fog, and then rolling down a teardrop, his nose was red and red, his lips trembled slightly, and tears rolled down his lips, and then drop down one by one, Han Wenhao was really very, very helpless, and looked at her for a while, the woman next to him always tried her best to cooperate with everything he had, and would not let him be so helpless "Okay, don't cry, why do you cry like this" He said softly, this is already his lowest attitude Cheng Ya was still silent, and continued to cry softly excitedly, and seeing more and more excited tears, Han Wenhao finally couldn't help but smile, stretched out his slender arm, and gently held Cheng Ya's slender waist, Slowly took her into his arms, tapped his chin on her forehead, slightly rubbed her soft hair, patted her little shoulder and said, "Okay, don't cry" Cheng Ya's face was pressed against his shoulder, her heart was inexplicably sore, tears rolled down one by one, and her hand was lightly placed in front of his chest, as if he could feel his heart pounding and beating with strength Han Wenhao sighed lightly, feeling that Cheng Ya's mood in his arms was finally a little better, and then said slowly: "No matter what happens, crying is of little use except for making a man's heart soft" Cheng Ya was stunned for a moment, slowly raised her head, stared at Han Wenhao with teary eyes, Han Wenhao also lowered her head, rarely smiled slightly, and gently stretched out her hand to gently wipe the tears on her face Cheng Ya lowered her head silently, five soft fingers gently tightened slowly on his chest, closed his eyes, and tears came out of his eyes again.