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..."
