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The sound of typing suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The entire room silent for a second before they heard a “Bam!” The housekeeper, who was looking worried as she stared out the window, and the wet nurse by the bed, turned their heads one after the other.

The laptop on Han Zhifan’s knees had been thrown to the floor.

Before the housekeeper and the wet nurse could figure out what happened, Han Zhifan, who was sitting on the sofa, already reached the window.

When he glanced outside and saw Cheng Weiwan slumped on the ground, his gaze happened to brush past the housekeeper. There was a hint of panic in his eyes.

The housekeeper thought she was seeing things, so she instinctively blinked twice. After she opened her eyes again, she wanted to take a better look at Han Zhifan’s face but he had already turned around and darted out of the room.

The housekeeper turned her head in confusion and stared at the wet nurse.

Just as their eyes met, another roar of thunder fell and more raindrops hit the window.

That was when the housekeeper realized Han Zhifan was in such a rush that he didn’t bring an umbrella with him. She hurriedly chased after him with an umbrella in hand.

In a few short seconds, the silhouette of Han Zhifan disappeared from the hallway.

The housekeeper took the elevator and chased him down to the first floor, where she finally saw him.

He stood motionlessly at the entrance of the hotel building and stared out at the pouring rain.

Didn’t Mr. Han rush out here in a hurry just to check on Miss Cheng after he heard she fainted?

He’s almost there. Why isn’t he walking up to her?

The housekeeper thought to herself deep down as she walked over to Han Zhifan. Just as she cried out “Han-“, she followed Han Zhifan’s gaze and saw a man around thirty years old standing not too far in front of them. He bent over and picked up Cheng Weiwan.

He looked at Cheng Weiwan with warm eyes and moved carefully, as though he was protecting a gem that could shatter easily.

His car was parked to one side. After he picked Cheng Weiwan up, he immediately put her inside, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her.

He wasn’t concerned about the heavy rain hitting his own body and patted Cheng Weiwan’s hair dry. It wasn’t until he got a new towel and wrapped it tightly around her that he finally got into the car.

He really wasn’t worried about how drenched he was at all. He then stepped on the gas pedal and sped off with Cheng Weiwan.

The car quickly disappeared from their line of sight.

That was when the housekeeper turned her gaze back to Han Zhifan.

She clearly saw his expression turning quite bleak. By his sides, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly with anger.

From what the housekeeper remembered, Han Zhifan was always kind and gentle, but ever since the young master moved into this house, it seemed like he had become a different person and his temper worsened.

At that moment, seeing Han Zhifan like that, the housekeeper didn’t even dare to breathe.

It was still raining. The rain turned heavier and it started to get windy. The rain blew into the entrance and quickly drenched the lower half of Han Zhifan’s pant legs.

The housekeeper was afraid Han Zhifan would catch a cold if he continued to stand there like that, so she cautiously cried out, “Mr. Han...”

It seemed like Han Zhifan had turned to stone as he showed no reaction.

“Mr. Han...” repeated the housekeeper.

Han Zhifan snapped back to reality. He angrily turned around without even glancing at the housekeeper. He kicked the glass door behind him and stepped into the main lobby of the hospital.

Am I sick? I actually ran downstairs when I heard she fainted!