Keeping the promise

Chapter 262 Decided to meet him

Li Yunting was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, his sigh full of helplessness and emotion. He said, "I am sorry for her, I don't know if there is still a chance to make it up to her." His eyes were full of confusion and desire, longing for a positive answer.

Li Yunxuan looked at his father's appearance, and the resentment in his heart subsided a little. He said, "If you truly repent and treat her well in the future, maybe there will be a chance." Although his tone was still a little stiff, there was already a hint of looseness.

Li Yunting nodded, as if he had made some kind of decision, and said: "I will definitely not let her get hurt again." His eyes became firm, as if he had found a new direction.

The atmosphere in the room relaxed a little, and both father and son fell into their own thoughts.

Zheng Wancheng walked into the house with a tired look on his face. Every step seemed extremely heavy and light, as if he was stepping on cotton.

There was a deep sense of fatigue in her eyes, and that fatigue was like a thick fog, permeating her eyes.

Zheng Zihui had already gone to school, and the house was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own heavy breathing.

Zheng Chenglin was reading a newspaper in the living room. When he heard the noise and looked up, he saw his daughter's appearance. His heart tightened, as if it was being grabbed hard by an invisible hand.

He quickly put down the newspaper, his face full of worry, and asked, "Wancheng, what's wrong with you? You look so bad." His voice was full of concern and nervousness, and his eyes were fixed on his daughter.

Zheng Wancheng tried to cheer herself up and force a smile, but it seemed so forced. She said, "Dad, it's nothing. I had some work last night, so I was inevitably delayed." Her voice was a little weak, trying to use the excuse of work to cover up her true state.

Zheng Chenglin frowned, his face full of disbelief, his eyes revealing a shrewd insight: "Is it really just work? Don't hide it from Dad."

His heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness, and his intuition told him that his daughter was hiding something from him.

Zheng Wancheng walked to the sofa and sat down, his body seeming to have lost its support.

She sighed and said, "Really, Dad, don't worry. I just want to go back to my room and rest now." Her heart was filled with fatigue and helplessness, and she just wanted to find a quiet place to hide.

Zheng Chenglin looked at his daughter with heartache, his eyes seemed to be able to drip water, and he advised: "Then you should go to bed for a while, remember to cover yourself with a quilt, and don't catch a cold. I'll ask Auntie to make you something delicious to nourish you later." His voice was soft and warm, full of love.

Zheng Wancheng nodded, stood up and walked towards the room. Her steps were slow and her back looked extremely lonely.

As soon as she entered the room, she fell asleep without even changing her clothes. She didn't care about the wrinkles on her clothes or the messy hair, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Her breathing gradually became steady, but her brows were still slightly furrowed, as if she couldn't get rid of her worries even in her dreams.

She slept soundly, as if she had fallen into an endless black hole.

It was not until the evening that she slowly woke up. After waking up, Zheng Wancheng sat on the bed and was in a daze for a long time, with a blank look in her eyes.

The figure of Li Yunting and the things that happened during this period kept flashing through her mind. Those memories kept playing in her mind like slides, making her feel restless for a long time.

After careful consideration, she finally made a decision. Her eyes gradually became firm, as if she had made up her mind.

She got up, washed, and changed her clothes, her movements slow but full of determination, and then walked out of the room, her steps no longer as heavy as before.

Zheng Chenglin was watching TV in the living room. When he saw Zheng Wancheng come out, he immediately turned around and asked, "Did you sleep well?" His eyes were full of expectation and concern.

Zheng Wancheng walked over to Zheng Chenglin and sat down, took a deep breath, and said, "Dad, I slept well. I decided to take Zihui to see Li Yunting." Although her voice was calm, her eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

Zheng Chenglin looked at her in surprise, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief: "Wancheng, why did you suddenly make this decision?" His heart was full of doubts and worries.

Zheng Wancheng gently held Zheng Chenglin's hands, which conveyed warmth and strength, and said, "Dad, after so many things, I think it's time to face it. Besides, Li Yunting... maybe he really has changed. I want to give each other a chance, and give Zihui an explanation." Her eyes were full of determination and hope, as if she saw a ray of light for the future.

Zheng Chenglin was silent for a moment, with a fierce ideological struggle in his heart. Then he nodded: "Wancheng, as long as it is your decision, Dad will support you. But you must protect yourself and Zihui." Although his voice was firm, his eyes were still full of worry.

Zheng Wancheng looked at her father gratefully: "Dad, don't worry, I will." Tears flashed in her eyes, and her heart was filled with gratitude and love for her father.