Chapter 935: Not Stubborn, Just Waiting (1)

"Do I make the decision in this house or do you? Did I ask you to prepare her food? If she can't finish it, throw it away to me!"

The housekeeper was stunned by Han Zhihui's sudden anger.

Cheng Han, who had just fallen asleep on the bed, was woken up and cried "Wow".

Cheng Weiwan hurriedly bent down, patted the quilt gently, and whispered a few words "Han Han be good" in a soft voice.

When Cheng Han heard his mother's voice, he quickly stopped crying and fell asleep again.

Cheng Weiwan helped Cheng Han gently pull up the quilt before standing up straight.

The housekeeper had calmed down from Han Zhihui's anger just now, and looked into Cheng Weiwan's eyes with a hint of guilt and apology.

Cheng Weiwan knew that Han Zhihui made her look bad when he got the chance simply because he was an eyesore to her.

She also knew in her heart that the housekeeper had good intentions, and she could not blame the housekeeper for this matter. Although she was indeed a little embarrassed by Han Zhihui's ruthless words, she still gave the housekeeper a comforting smile and told her that she It was okay, and then he took advantage of Cheng Han's sleep to take his bag, without looking at Han Zhihui, and walked out of the ward without saying a word.

Cheng Weiwan opened the door one second, and heard the sound of a bowl being thrown behind him the next.

She didn't look back, and she could guess that it was Han Zhihui who did it.

"Is there something wrong with each of you? Even if I don't want a broken shoe, you still want to please me!"

Unnecessary shabby shoes...

Cheng Weiwan felt a tingling pain in her heart, and her fingertips grasping the bag became slightly stronger, but her steps out of the ward were no different from just now, as if what Han Zhihui said had nothing to do with her.

After walking out of the ward, Cheng Weiwan turned his back and closed the door.

Along with the sound of "click", there was another sound of throwing something in the ward.

Her fingertips holding the doorknob trembled slightly, and she stood quietly in front of the door for a moment. After making sure that no children were crying in the room, she walked towards the elevator.

The weather today is not very good, a bit gloomy, as if it will rain at any time.

Cheng Weiwan walked out of the hospital building and looked up at the dark clouds on the horizon. When she looked away, a trace of sadness flashed through her quiet and clear eyes.

In fact, she has nothing to be sad about, right?

From the moment she knew that the only love she had braved in her timid life was a scam, she had already tasted the most painful and bitter taste in the world, so now, she really has nothing to be sad about, isn't it? ?

Cheng Weiwan wanted to squeeze out a smile, but in the end she just raised the corners of her lips slightly, then lowered her eyes and walked out of the hospital.

Cheng Weiwan casually found a fast food restaurant near the hospital. After filling his stomach, he returned to the hospital.

Cheng Han hadn't woken up yet, so she didn't enter the ward and waited quietly in the corridor.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Cheng Han's voice calling for his mother came from the ward. Cheng Weiwan opened the door and walked in.

Just like in the morning, she pretended that Han Zhihui did not exist and played with her son wholeheartedly.

Because the lunch was such an unpleasant incident, the butler did not ask Cheng Weiwan to eat at dinner.

Cheng Weiwan just thought that the scene of them eating did not exist. After feeding Cheng Han, he took out the storybook he bought, sat beside the hospital bed, pointed to the pictures on it, and told Cheng Han.