Chapter 961: I'm Not Insistent On Doing the Wrong Thing, I'm Just Waiting (6)

Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

She actually compared me to a gigolo and said I knocked on her door without having to pay money... Which means I'm lower than a gigolo?

Han Zhifan squinted then suddenly stopped walking.

The man who was just mad at Cheng Weiwan for making excuses burst out laughing in amusement. "Wanwan, you're too much! I've seen people comforting themselves, but this is the first time I've seen someone comfort themselves the way you did."

"I'm not comforting myself - that's how I really feel. This time, I didn't think too much of our exchange and took him for a gigolo meant for passing the time, that's all..." Cheng Weiwan smirked as she said this. "...But with that said, Yinan Ge, even though I didn't ask for a gigolo, I think his technique was a lot worse than a gigolo's..."

As if it wasn't enough for her to call me a gigolo, she said my technique was worse than a gigolo's?

Darkness instantly covered Han Zhifan's face as his entire body emitted a terrifying aura.

The two people in front hadn't sensed him behind them at all. After the man heard what Cheng Weiwan said, he let out a quiet chuckle. "If he finds out that's what you think of him, he'd die from anger!"

"There's nothing to fear..." Cheng Weiwan replied with just four words without care.

There's nothing to fear?

His anger on the verge of exploding instantly blew up.

Han Zhifan abruptly charged at Cheng Weiwan.

But before he could reach Cheng Weiwan's back, Cheng Weiwan, who was about to walk out of the supermarket doors, spoke.

She was a little quiet like she was sad about something. "...When I stood outside his building and watched him bringing a woman home two years ago, that was when his joy, anger, sadness, success, failures, happiness and misery had nothing to do with me anymore."

As the words "nothing to do with me anymore" drilled into Han Zhifan's ears, it felt like his pressure points had been hit. He stopped on the spot all of a sudden.

She kept watch outside his apartment building every night in the past. He used to dream of them having no relation at all.

Now that he finally heard it from her mouth, he should be overjoyed! But deep down, he didn't feel a single bit happy. Actually, he felt a little... panicked.

Panic?

As that one word entered Han Zhifan's mind, he forcefully shook his head and hurled the thought away like he heard the funniest joke in the world.

What kind of freaking joke is this... Me panicking about her?

Hilarious...

Han Zhifan shook his head again and came back to his senses.

Cheng Weiwan and that man had already left the supermarket. The car parked by the road was nowhere in sight.

It was still raining. After Han Zhifan emerged from the supermarket, he wasn't in a hurry to get into his car. Instead, he held his umbrella and stood on the sidewalk in a daze.

It was very windy and the rain blew beneath the umbrella. The bottom half of his body was quickly soaked.

He stood there as though he couldn't feel it.

He didn't know just how long he stood there, but her words were suddenly on his mind. "...When I stood outside his building and watched him bringing a woman home two years ago, that was when his joy, anger, sadness, success, failures, happiness and misery had nothing to do with me anymore."

That sentence was like a spell. He didn't want to think about it, but it was echoing in his mind.

It repeated over and over again... until in the end, his hand suddenly trembled, causing the umbrella to slide between his fingers and fall to the ground.