Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  As the housekeeper spoke, the faint sound of Cheng Weiwan’s voice came from outside. “Yinan Ge, thank you for dropping me off. It’s getting late. Drive slowly on your way back.”


  The moment the housekeeper finished asking, Han Zhifan, who originally wanted to say: “The maid’s room,” suddenly changed his mind after hearing Cheng Weiwan’s voice. “The master bedroom!”


  The housekeeper was left stunned as she probably never imagined Han Zhifan would let Cheng Weiwan stay in his room. “Yes, Mr. Han,” she replied then she carried Cheng Weiwan’s things upstairs.

  Outside the door, Cheng Weiwan and Lin Yinan overheard the conversation between Han Zhifan and the housekeeper. They were in the middle of saying their goodbyes when the two of them instantly fell silent.

  Although Han Zhifan wasn’t outside, he could sense the atmosphere between Cheng Weiwan and Lin Yinan freezing over.

  After who knew how much time had passed, Cheng Weiwan spoke with a voice that sounded evidently less natural and smooth. “Yinan Ge, you have to go to work tomorrow, so you better head back.”


  Lin Yinan didn’t say anything but he nodded gently at Cheng Weiwan. Then he turned to glance at the door as though he wanted to say something. He moved his lips but remembered he had no right to say anything. If he did say anything, it would just embarrass Cheng Weiwan and she would feel embarrassed to face him. Lin Yinan thought about it, but in the end, he chose to let it go. He nodded once again at Cheng Weiwan then said, “Goodbye” as he opened the car door and got in.

  When Lin Yinan drove out of the gates of the courtyard, Cheng Weiwan withdrew her gaze from the direction of the car.

  She stood in the courtyard and didn’t go in until the housekeeper finished putting her things away and came back downstairs. Seeing her standing outside on her own, the housekeeper ran out and cried for her. Cheng Weiwan gave a slight smile and walked into the house.

  The housekeeper helped Cheng Weiwan grab a pair of slippers.

  After putting on the slippers, the housekeeper asked, “Miss Cheng, are you hungry right now? Would you like supper?”


  Cheng Weiwan didn’t say anything, but she gently shook her head.

  “Then would you like something to drink?” asked the housekeeper.

  “I don’t want anything, thank you,” replied Cheng Weiwan.

  “Then Miss Cheng, you better get some rest.”


  Cheng Weiwan nodded silently at the housekeeper.

  “Miss Cheng, shall I take you upstairs to get some sleep?” The housekeeper pointed at the stairs not too far behind her.

  This time, Cheng Weiwan didn’t react.

  The housekeeper was about to ask Cheng Weiwan again when Cheng Weiwan turned and looked over at Han Zhifan, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a remote in hand.

  Han Zhifan knew Cheng Weiwan was looking at him, but he didn’t look back at her.

  The room went quiet for a moment then Cheng Weiwan said to the housekeeper, “I want to say a few things with him in private.”


  The housekeeper discreetly stepped out of the living room in a hurry.

  Aside from the sounds coming from the television, no other sound was heard in the large and lavish room.

  Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips slightly then shuffled a few steps towards where Han Zhifan was sitting before uttering: “Can I change rooms……”


  Han Zhifan’s fingers loosened up slightly around the remote control.

  “.……If you need something, I can come to your room, but could you arrange a private room for me otherwise……”


  At first, I wanted her to stay in another room, but now that she made this request, why am I so mad?

  Cheng Weiwan noticed that Han Zhifan hadn’t said a word, so she added, “.……the maid’s room will do……”


  Maid’s room?

  Han Zhifan didn’t know why he was so mad, but he couldn’t control himself no matter how he tried. All of a sudden, he waved his arms and threw the remote control in his hand.