Chapter 1068 - Forced Marriage (10)
Chapter 1068: Forced Marriage (10)
Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_
With the way she was now, she really couldn’t pretend like nothing happened. Having to face Han Zhifan, she needed to quietly be alone for a while and carefully think about the new information she incidentally came across tonight...
Cheng Weiwan got up without even waiting for Han Zhifan to say anything. She was afraid Han Zhifan would see something was wrong in her eyes, so she didn’t dare lift her head and look at him. She lowered her head and quietly said, “It’s late. Hanhan’s home alone, so I have to get back.”
With that said, she rushed over to the door.
After barely taking a few steps, Han Zhifan stopped her.
Cheng Weiwan instinctively lifted her eyelids only half-way before she quickly lowered them again. “I really have to...”
Before she could finish, Han Zhifan pushed her back down on the sofa.
“I...”
Cheng Weiwan spoke again, but she only managed to get out one word before Han Zhifan grabbed her leg. He pulled out band-aids from the bag of things he bought and stuck one on her wound.
Cheng Weiwan’s words suddenly cut off as she stared at Han Zhifan, who was concentrating on taking care of the blisters on her feet. All of a sudden, she thought about her father causing his biological sister to die, and her heart was overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of sadness which made her eyes water.
She was afraid the tears in the corners of her eyes would come crashing down and Han Zhifan would see them, so she instinctively turned her head to look out the window.
The room was silent. After Han Zhifan took care of the injury on her foot, he put on a pair of newly-bought sneakers on her feet. “Let’s go. I’ll take you home,” he said.
“No thanks, I...”
“It’s really late. It’s not safe to call a taxi. ” With that said, Han Zhifan got up and grabbed his car keys, Cheng Weiwan’s bag, and the pair of high heels she slipped out of.
Cheng Weiwan didn’t fight Han Zhifan on this. She got up and followed him out the door.
As the door shut, she saw the jacket on the coffee table.
When he brought her back to his office, he got a phone call. It seemed like it was take away.
He ordered take out which he still hadn’t eaten. It was early morning, yet he hadn’t eaten last night’s food?
“Let’s go...” Han Zhifan noticed Cheng Weiwan standing at the office door motionlessly in a daze, so he couldn’t help but cry out to her.
Cheng Weiwan snapped back to reality then let out an “Okay” and caught up to Han Zhifan.
Stepping into the elevator, she shot a few glances at Han Zhifan every now and then. She wanted to say something to him, but the words only lingered by her mouth. She moved her lips, but no words escaped.
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Han Zhifan’s diary seriously shocked Cheng Weiwan. She couldn’t stop thinking about Han Zhili’s diary for three whole days.
She actually knew Han Zhifan and her father might have some misunderstanding between them. Back then, when she found out the truth while standing at the door of Han Zhifan’s office, she only heard him say, “If you have to blame something, then blame the fact that she’s Cheng Weiguo’s daughter.”
She thought about asking Cheng Weiguo what kind of misunderstanding was between him and Han Zhifan. However, she was never able to really sit down and speak with Cheng Weiguo.
She also wondered what kind of misunderstanding was between them, but the only thing she could think of was how Cheng Weiguo was a doctor, so they must’ve had a doctor-patient issue. However, she never imagined that the problem would be as big as a grudge which involved someone losing their life...
Every letter of Han Zhili’s diary tested her silent endurance. Cheng Weiwan knew everything Han Zhili wrote was probably true, but Cheng Weiguo was, in fact, her father. Although her father had never truly played the role of a father, she still couldn’t accept that her father was that kind of person. She thought about this over and over again for the next few days until eventually, she took the initiative to call Cheng Weiguo.
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