She returned to the apartment around midnight.
Cheng Ruowei went straight to the children's room and saw that both Yuheng and Jiajia were sound asleep, so she didn't wake them.
Looking down, she saw the bloodstains on her dress and went back to her room to wash up.
For some reason, the image of Di Jinye injured kept popping into her mind.
The momentary pain in his eyes seemed more severe than the cut in the palm of his hand.
"Di Jinye misunderstood my relationship with Lu Yifeng. Ideally, I should have cleared things up, but he would definitely press on about who it was if not Lu Yifeng, and I can't fabricate someone out of thin air. There's no way around it, to keep Yuheng and Jiajia's identities secret, I can only let Di Jinye maintain his misunderstanding of me," she thought.
As Cheng Ruowei showered and her thoughts wandered wildly, she accidentally touched the burn on her palm.