Three years ago, didn't Cheng Weiguo mention his daughter in an interview? At the time, his expression looked full of affection and happiness like a compassionate father who loved his daughter very much...
Why would he come to Bejing and not want to see the daughter he loved so much, even when she came to see him?
Han Zhifan seemed puzzled by this enormous riddle. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.
The lady at the front desk noticed Han Zhifan didn't respond for a long time, so she thought he had more questions. "Mr. Han? May I ask if there's anything else you need my help with?" she asked quietly.
Han Zhifan snapped to reality and shook his head at the lady. Then he stood on the spot for a moment before quickly walking over to the hotel entrance.