Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  Han Zhifan woke up not long after falling asleep.

  He sat up and out of habit, he reached for his phone to check the time. He saw a message he received half an hour ago from Cheng Weiwan. “What time can I see Hanhan?”


  He thought about when he would be at the hospital then he replied to her message. “At nine.”


  “Room number?”


  Han Zhifan quickly tapped a few digits and sent the message.

  Not long after his message was successfully sent, he got a prompt that it was read. After some time passed, he didn’t receive any reply.

  Perhaps it was because he slept that his mood improved greatly. Deep down, he was a little pissed because of Cheng Weiwan, but he didn’t get angry. After throwing his phone aside, he removed the covers, got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

  When Han Zhifan arrived at the hospital, Cheng Weiwan happened to reach the hospital doors at the same time.

  She was wearing a very pretty long dress and she was carrying various-sized bags in her hands. Her face was as pale as usual, but because of her lipstick, she looked a lot more alive.

  She had her hair down and was wearing a hat, which conveniently hid the wound on her forehead.

  She probably never imagined they would coincidentally bump into each other there. Her footsteps headed for the patient rooms came to a stop.

  She didn’t say anything to him and he ignored her.

  Cheng Weiwan couldn’t wait to see Hanhan, but Han Zhifan was standing right in front of her and he didn’t budge. She was too polite to push him aside and walk into the patient room.

  Not long after the two of them stood frozen in place, the sound of Cheng Han crying was heard from inside the patient room.

  Cheng Wewian’s heart ached when she heard that. Eventually, she couldn’t help but look over at Han Zhifan and say, “Can I go in?”


  Han Zhifan still didn’t say anything. He shot her a neutral glance then pushed the door open and walked in.

  Cheng Weiwan hurriedly dashed into the patient room. “Hanhan!”


  When Cheng Han heard Cheng Weiwan’s voice, he instantly stopped crying and immediately turned his head and looked over at the door.

  After he saw Cheng Weiwan, he immediately opened his arms wide at Cheng Weiwan. “Mama!” he exclaimed.

  “Mama hug!”


  “Mama, why did you only come to see me now?” Cheng Han’s words were riddled with an unspoken sense of grief, which made Cheng Weiwan’s heart ache even more. The rims of her eyes suddenly turned red and she couldn’t speak. All she could do was speed up and rush over to his bedside.

  Han Zhifan informed the housekeeper and the wet nurse in advance that Cheng Han’s mother would drop by later, so the two of them didn’t look surprised to see Cheng Weiwan. The housekeeper even reached her hand out to take the bags from Cheng Weiwan’s hands when Cheng Weiwan walked over to the bedside.

  With both her hands free, Cheng Weiwan said “Thank you” to the housekeeper then impatiently spread her hands to embrace Cheng Han.

  That familiar little body almost made Cheng Weiwan’s tears fall.

  She tightly hugged Cheng Han for a while. After she composed herself a little, she pulled him out of her embrace, stroked his head and checked his body. “Hanhan, tell mama where you feel unwell. Are you in pain right now?”


  Cheng Han still had a low fever. When he heard this, he immediately shook his little head. “Mama, I’m not in pain. I’m happy you’re here to see me.”


  Cheng Weiwan looked at Cheng Han’s little familiar and soft face. The corners of her lips tilted and she lovingly rubbed his cheeks. “Really?”