Chapter 1011: Leave (1)

"Yeah, what can I do, it must be letting me go..." After a servant finished speaking, Cheng Weiye also whispered softly: "...but fortunately, I never hugged I had hope, so now, there is no disappointment. Fortunately, fortunately..."
Cheng Weiwan even read several times "OK", and then there was no sound at all.
Cheng Han next to her thought that she was reading a story. Although she couldn't understand it, she opened her eyes and continued to wait with a little anticipation for the next plot.
Cheng Weiwan didn't speak anymore. She stared at the storybook with a slight daze.
The servants in the garden room next door did not know that Cheng Weiwan had heard their conversations, and they were still talking to you one by one.
"I heard from the housekeeper that the girl was introduced by Mr. Lin to Mr. Han. Mr. Han and the girl were together two years ago."
"So speaking, Mr. Han likes that girl...I thought Mr. Han was interesting to Miss Cheng..."
"Mom, mom..." Cheng Han, who was lying in bed, waited for a while, and didn't wait until Cheng was late to read the story. Anxious, he couldn't help crying out the plot.
Cheng Weiwan recovered, first whispered "Wait for Mom" ​​to Cheng Han, then got out of bed, walked to the door of the baby room, and closed the door gently.
Having cut off the voices of the two servants, Cheng Weiwei opened the storybook as if nothing had happened, and continued to read down to Cheng Han and the place where he had just read it.
Halfway through the storybook, Cheng Han finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes.
Cheng Weiwan lowered her voice in reading storybooks and waited until Cheng Han fell asleep completely before she stopped.
She didn't put away the storybook as usual, got out of bed and left, but turned her head and stared out at the window.
For a long time, Cheng didn’t get too late. She put down the fairy tale book, helped Cheng Han cover the quilt, then stared at Cheng Han’s sleep for a while, bowed his head and kissed his eyebrows, as if he was reluctant. After saying goodbye, she repeatedly rubbed her fingertips on Cheng Han's tender face for a long time before she put away all the movements, stood up, and left the baby room quietly.
After taking a shower, Cheng Weilai was lying in bed and could not sleep.
Some things, she was unwilling to think more, and was afraid to think about herself, she simply sat up and turned on the TV.
It’s a financial channel. Han Zhihui often watches TV stations. Cheng Weiwan is not interested. She took a remote control to find a radio station that broadcasts variety shows. As a result, she changed channels and she was on the TV. People.
It was her father... Cheng Weiwei was in an interview.
The father on the television, wearing a suit, pays attention to exercise and body care all the year round, making him look good and young.
After careful calculations, it seems that it has been three years since the last time my father and myself met... Three years... Her eyes wrinkled up in the corners of her eyes, but the father seemed to be no different from that time. Even younger spirit.
The speed of his speech is still so slow, with clear words, and it looks like an expert full of ideals and academics.
When the host spoke, he looked at the host very seriously, with a smile on his lips and full of upbringing.