Cheng Weiwan gently shook her head and pushed all the thoughts about Han Zhifan to the back of her mind . Then she raised her feet and walked over to the door .
When she passed by Han Zhifan, he reached his hand out and pulled her arm .
Cheng Weiwan's body trembled as she instinctively wanted to pull away from Han Zhifan's grip but Han Zhifan locked his grip in a little tighter .
"It's true . Wanwan, what I just said was true . "
"I know I'm going too far in asking you like this, and I'm really shameless considering how I treated you, how I hurt you . "
"And I know it'll be really hard for you to suddenly believe me, but Wanwan, could you please try to believe me just once? Just once!"
"I promise I won't let you down . What's more . . . Wanwan, we still have Hanhan . . . "
When Han Zhifan said this, he suddenly remembered how he agreed to marry Lin Na recently to distance himself from Cheng Weiwan . Without thinking twice, he pulled out his phone and called Lin Na right in front of Cheng Weiwan .
He put the call on speakerphone .
Lin Na quickly picked up the phone . She was really happy, perhaps because he called her . "Zhi . . . "
He didn't wait for her to finish calling his name as he said, "Lin Na, I'm really sorry . I can't marry you . . . "
With that said, he hung up the phone and couldn't wait to look over at Cheng Weiwan . " . . . Wanwan, it's fixed . Okay?"
" . . . Or, Wanwan, you tell me . What will it take for you to give me one chance and trust me just this once?
Cheng Weiwan tried to pull her wrist away . After she realized she couldn't pull away, she stared unwaveringly at Han Zhifan for a moment then turned her gaze out the window .
She stared out at the shining sunlight, blinked softly and said quickly in a quiet voice, "It's been over two months since Hanhan got sick and I moved into your home . These past few days, you and I . . . "
She paused for a moment; perhaps because she was shy . Then she suddenly blurted out the words she found difficult to say: " . . . have done it about twenty times now . Could you do it as frequently as possible . . . finish quicker . I want . . . to leave sooner . "
"Wanwan . . . "
Cheng Weiwan didn't wait for Han Zhifan to finish speaking as she softly and quietly spoke up . "I don't know what your motive or plans are for suddenly telling me this, but no matter what they are, they have nothing to do with me . I don't want to know why you're doing this . Haven't you always wanted to stay far away from me? You've done it . As long as everything is cleanly handled between us, I definitely won't appear in your world again once I leave . "
With that said, Cheng Weiwan pulled harder, trying to free her wrist from Han Zhifan's hand .
Han Zhifan instinctively tightened his grip . "Wanwan, I'm telling you all this from the bottom of my heart . I have no motive or plans . "
Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips but didn't say a word . She pulled her wrist away even more fiercely .
"If you must think I have some kind of plan or motive, the only one I can think of is being with you, to make up for everything, to fix every little horrible thing I ever did to you! Of course, I'm not doing it because I owe you, but because I really like . . . "
Chapter 1039 A Joke 10 Translator Paperplane Editor Caron Cheng Weiwan gently shook her head and pushed all the thoughts about Han Zhifan to the back of her mind . Then she raised her feet and walked over to the door . When she passed by Han Zhifan, he reached his hand out and pulled her arm . Cheng Weiwan s body trembled as she instinctively wanted to pull away from Han Zhifan s grip but Han Zhifan locked his grip in a little tighter . It s true . Wanwan, what I just said was true . I know I m going too far in asking you like this, and I m really shameless considering how I treated you, how I hurt you . And I know it ll be really hard for you to suddenly believe me, but Wanwan, could you please try to believe me just once Just once I promise I won t let you down . What s more . . . Wanwan, we still have Hanhan . . . When Han Zhifan said this, he suddenly remembered how he agreed to marry Lin Na recently to distance himself from Cheng Weiwan . Without thinking twice, he pulled out his phone and called Lin Na right in front of Cheng Weiwan . He put the call on speakerphone . Lin Na quickly picked up the phone . She was really happy, perhaps because he called her . Zhi . . . He didn t wait for her to finish calling his name as he said, Lin Na, I m really sorry . I can t marry you . . . With that said, he hung up the phone and couldn t wait to look over at Cheng Weiwan . . . . Wanwan, it s fixed . Okay . . . Or, Wanwan, you tell me . What will it take for you to give me one chance and trust me just this once Cheng Weiwan tried to pull her wrist away . After she realized she couldn t pull away, she stared unwaveringly at Han Zhifan for a moment then turned her gaze out the window . She stared out at the shining sunlight, blinked softly and said quickly in a quiet voice, It s been over two months since Hanhan got sick and I moved into your home . These past few days, you and I . . . She paused for a moment perhaps because she was shy . Then she suddenly blurted out the words she found difficult to say . . . have done it about twenty times now . Could you do it as frequently as possible . . . finish quicker . I want . . . to leave sooner . Wanwan . . . Cheng Weiwan didn t wait for Han Zhifan to finish speaking as she softly and quietly spoke up . I don t know what your motive or plans are for suddenly telling me this, but no matter what they are, they have nothing to do with me . I don t want to know why you re doing this . Haven t you always wanted to stay far away from me You ve done it . As long as everything is cleanly handled between us, I definitely won t appear in your world again once I leave . With that said, Cheng Weiwan pulled harder, trying to free her wrist from Han Zhifan s hand . Han Zhifan instinctively tightened his grip . Wanwan, I m telling you all this from the bottom of my heart . I have no motive or plans . Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips but didn t say a word . She pulled her wrist away even more fiercely . If you must think I have some kind of plan or motive, the only one I can think of is being with you, to make up for everything, to fix every little horrible thing I ever did to you Of course, I m not doing it because I owe you, but because I really like . . .
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