The housekeeper got Han Zhifan’s signal and carried Cheng Han out.
From the other side of the study door, Han Zhifan could vaguely hear the sounds of the housekeeper and Cheng Weiwan’s voices from the hallway.
“Miss Cheng, you’ve only just woken up and you haven’t eaten. Would you like to have a meal before you leave?”
“No, I’m not hungry.”
“Then I’ll help you call the driver and get the car ready?”
“No thanks. I’ve already called for a ride. It’ll be here soon.”
“Then, Miss Cheng, what about your things? Are you all packed? Would you like me to help you?”
“Thank you, but I’ve already packed.”
The hallway fell silent.
Soon after, there was the sound of a phone ringing then came Cheng Weiwan’s voice. “Yes, villa number 1. Okay, I’ll come out now to wait for you.”
After the call ended, the housekeeper’s voice was heard. “Miss Cheng, has your cab arrived?”
Cheng Weiwan didn’t say anything, but Han Zhifan figured she must’ve nodded at the housekeeper. Soon after, the housekeeper’s voice was heard. “Miss Cheng, will you not be saying goodbye to Mr. Han?”
Han Zhifan still couldn’t hear Cheng Weiwan’s voice.
He figured she must’ve shaken her head at the housekeeper and declined because he heard the housekeeper’s voice after that. “Miss Cheng, I’ll help you carry these things and see you off downstairs.”
This time, he finally heard her voice. But she said just two words: “Thank you.”
As her voice fell, Han Zhifan heard a taxi stopping right under the balcony of the study, in front of the main doors.
Soon after, the housekeeper appeared in the courtyard, carrying a bag next to Cheng Weiwan, who was carrying Cheng Han.
Perhaps it was because the taxi was waiting at the door, but Cheng Weiwan walked quite hurriedly and didn’t glance back at all. He stood in front of the window motionlessly as he watched her leave.
The second after the door was shut, the taxi started to drive off. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from Han Zhifan’s field of sight.
…
The housekeeper stood at the door for a really long time before she headed back into the villa. She walked upstairs to the study door and knocked for a very long time. There was no response, so she pushed the door open and walked in.
Han Zhifan stood motionlessly in front of the window like a statue, staring outside.
The housekeeper cried, “Mr. Han.” Seeing as Han Zhifan didn’t respond, she walked a few steps towards Han Zhifan and raised her voice. “Mr. Han?”
The housekeeper repeatedly cried, “Mr. Han.” Han Zhifan then softly shook his head. “Hm?”
The housekeeper gulped. “Miss Cheng and the young master have already left.”
Han Zhifan seemed like he hadn’t heard what the housekeeper said. After a while, he cried, “Left?”
The housekeeper didn’t notice anything was wrong with Han Zhifan and repeated what she just said. “Yes, Miss Cheng and the young master have left. Miss Cheng didn’t ask the driver to drop her off, but called her own taxi…”
After another while, Han Zhifan repeated the word, “Left?”
This time, before the housekeeper could speak, Han Zhifan cried again, “Left?”