And how does her fainting have anything to do with me? Besides... someone turned up beside her, took care of her and took her away...
As the thought of that man carefully carrying Cheng Weiwan into the car and patting her dry flashed across Han Zhifan's mind, his lips pursed into a single line. There were two roaring flames in the depths of his eyes.
That man... I recognize him. He's the man who dropped her home yesterday...
...
The next morning, Cheng Han still had a bit of a fever. However, his temperature wasn't shockingly high anymore.
Ever since Han ZHifan returned to the room last night, the entire atmosphere in the room turned unusually somber.
The housekeeper and wet nurse didn't dare say a word out of place. When they walked, they even tread carefully.
