Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

The phone seemed to have fallen down, and it was only here for the recording to hit something.

Zhen Wei's mind went blank. She forgot to cry and fell into an unknown panic.

It is impossible for Han Wei to lie to her. If Han Qi is not their son... then who would he be?

Zhen Wei seemed to have formed a storm in her mind, and her tangled thoughts could only stop here, because someone came to see her.

It's Han Qi.

Her most familiar son, but now she dare not say that he is familiar.

Han Qi walked in slowly from the door. There was still the sadness of losing his father on his face. It was not obvious, but the sadness hidden behind the smile made people feel more serious.

Zhen Wei put her mobile phone hand behind her back unconsciously, she tried to pretend to be normal and asked, "Why are you here?"

He whispered: "The scenery doesn't worry about you. I am also very worried. I just came over today to take a look."

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." She is not good at lying, but human instinct reminds her that Han Qi should not be allowed to find out about the recording. With her other hand, she wiped the tears in the corners of her eyes that were not dry, just like before. I was sad for a few days.

But it's just like it.

Han Qi finally walked to her side. He looked at her quietly for a long time, and finally smiled faintly. The darkness in the night eyes was calm, but there was magic power to see through people's hearts, "You know, yes. ?"

When he asked this sentence, in his perfect face, even the sadness of the death of his relatives was gone.

Yes, what else do you need to act in?

As she remembered, this is her gentle son, but the chill in Zhen Wei's heart is expanding infinitely. It is obviously still him, but now he feels completely different, with a strong sense of oppression. It was attacking her spirit... Then, she felt a headache, a severe headache.

Zhen Wei hugged her head and slowly squatted on the ground, her suppressed memory gushing out. Soon, she covered her mouth, and her pupils were enlarged because of panic. She was panicking, the ultimate panic.

"Did you remember it?" Han Qi smiled, "Mrs. Han."

"Han Chen...you are Han Chen!" Zhen Wei yelled at him out of control. She stood up and rushed towards him. Now she looks like a hungry wolf who is about to attack the hunter in front of her. Tear to pieces, no longer the usual skill and tenderness.

Han Qi moved a step aside gently, and Zhen Wei rushed into the air in embarrassment and hit the table.

"Mrs. Han, you should thank me." Under Han Qi's long, slightly curled eyelashes, there are a pair of clear eyes, clean and holy. "If I hadn't changed you, your marriage with Mr. Han would have been long ago. It broke, so shouldn't you say thank you to me?"

"Thank you? Thank you for hypnotizing me and Han Wei, and letting our biological son die!?" Zhen Wei let out a screaming voice. She looked mad at this moment, unlike her previous weakness.

Yes, she has this kind of personality, because she comes from a family, she likes to look at people with colored glasses. She is savage, bitter and mean, but she is a woman who longs for love. She doesn't like giving, but Asking Han Wei to pamper herself unconditionally, of course, just ten years ago, Han Wei had discussed divorce with her.