Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  Han Zhifan was probably busy with something, so he didn’t turn up at the patient room. Without him, Cheng Weiwan felt a lot more relaxed and was a lot happier while spending time with Hanhan. Moods could be contagious. Hanhan saw that his mother was happy, so he became energetic as the mother and son played happily together.

  Since the young master entered the villa doors, the wet nurse and housekeeper had mostly seen him cry. Today, upon seeing that he didn’t stop smiling all day, they couldn’t help but feel happy too.

  When Cheng Weiwan and Hanhan played together, the two of them chimed in with a few words every now and then. The atmosphere in the entire room was a lot more cheerful and harmonious than yesterday.

  Time always flew when you were having fun. Without knowing it, evening had fallen. Cheng Weiwan and Cheng Han had to part ways in a few more hours.

  If Hanhan’s condition was really bad, Cheng Weiwan would definitely consider seeking out Han Zhifan and pleading with him.

  However, Hanhan seemed to be just fine. In the afternoon, the doctor said that if he was okay after tonight, he could be discharged tomorrow.

  The child was well, so she had nothing to worry about and there was no need to look for Han Zhifan.

  But…… Cheng Weiwan couldn’t help but feel a little sad at the thought of not knowing when she would be able to see next Hanhan after he fell asleep.

  Of course, Cheng Weiwan wouldn’t let Cheng Han see her upset, so just like yesterday, she personally fed him food and medicine then told him a story.

  Cheng Han was very smart. Even though he was little, he could read simple words.

  He pointed to the word “Wei” and said “Mummy’s name.” That was when Cheng Weiwan felt the bottom of her heart randomly warming up. She couldn’t help but stroke Cheng Han’s little head.

  At eight in the evening, the wet nurse walked over with a bottle of warm milk. “Young master, it’s time for milk.”


  “I want mummy to feed me,” Cheng Han declined the wet nurse who walked over with the milk bottle. He turned his head and looked over at Cheng Weiwan in a cute and pleasing manner.

  When Cheng Han acted up while Cheng Weiwan was busy, she lectured him in the past.

  But today, Cheng Han wasn’t hers anymore. Seeing that she was about to leave, Cheng Weiwan didn’t hold back and took the milk bottle from the wet nurse’s hands and indulgingly fed Cheng Han.

  After he finished drinking his milk, Cheng Han didn’t want to sleep. He wanted to play with his toys.

  Han Zhifan hadn’t shown up to the patient room yet, so Cheng Weiwan naturally wanted to spend more time with Cheng Han. Unlike before, when she strictly asked Cheng Han to sleep at his bedtime, she stayed and continued playing with him.

  At half past ten in the evening, Cheng Weiwan checked the time. It was far too late in the evening, so she started coaxing Cheng Han to go to sleep.

  A second ago, Cheng Han was happily playing with toys, but for some reason, he started crying when he laid in bed.

  Cheng Weiwan thought Cheng Han hadn’t played enough and was acting up, so she strictly told Cheng Han off. In the past, when Cheng Han saw that his mother was unhappy, he was good. However, this time, he didn’t stop crying. In fact, he cried even more fiercely.

  Cheng Weiwan realized something was wrong. She hugged Cheng Han and paced around trying to cheer him up, but Cheng Han continued to cry. In the end, he cried until his little face turned red. He coughed for a while then threw up the milk he just drank.

  “What’s wrong with the young master? Why did he start throwing up?” the wet nurse asked worriedly as she picked up a tissue and wiped the milk Chen Han just threw up.

  Cheng Weiwan furrowed her brows but didn’t say anything. Instead, she lowered her forehead to touch Cheng Han’s and realized that the fever that had gone down was now showing signs of coming back again.