บท 1018: Departure (8)

The client finally finished their call and had returned.

However, Han Zhifan couldn't shift his focus back to business. Every now and then, he glanced at Cheng Weiwan through the window as she stood on the sidewalk.

She had her head down. He had no idea what she was looking at.

He didn't know if it was just an illusion, but he felt like the silhouette of her back was really lonely and pitiful.

The client spoke for quite a long time, but Han Zhifan didn't respond. Eventually, the client couldn't help but say, "Mr. Han?"

Han Zhifan snapped back to reality and apologized then signaled the client to repeat what he said.

At first, Han Zhifan listened carefully to what the client said, but midway through, his thoughts started to wander over to Cheng Weiwan, who was still standing by the road.

He saw the silhouette of her back shuddering gently... His fingers on the coffee mug couldn't help but tighten.

Is she crying?