Chapter 390: Why Does Cotton Candy Taste Like Alcohol (10) (2/2)

It seemed as though his breath and warmth were still lingering there. Her fingers suddenly trembled for a moment before she hurriedly hid under the covers.

...

As Han Zhifan stepped out of the room and shut the door, he had a cold expression on his face.

He stared at the empty hallway and stood there in silence for a moment. Then he strode over to the elevators.

When he reached his own floor, he waited for the driver to hand him his room key and saw the driver off. He took out a cigarette, walked over to the tall windows and watched the night view out the window. He started to smoke.

As the sky grew darker, there were fewer and fewer boats out on the Huangpu River. When the neon lights dimmed one after the other, Han Zhifan seemed to have made some kind of decision. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and made a call. ”Lin Sheng, have you arranged what I asked?”

”Mr. Han, it's all ready.” The man's voice over the phone stopped for a moment and said, ”Are we going to run with the plan?”

”No...” Han Zhifan answered bluntly. About two seconds later, he spoke again. ”...bring it up to next month.”

”So soon?” Lin Sheng was a little shocked.

Han Zhifan let out an ”Mhm,” lowered his head and took a drag of his cigarette.

The man was silent for a moment then Lin Sheng spoke again with a sluggish voice: ”Mr. Han, are you sure? After all, Cheng Weiguo was in the wrong, not his daughter, Cheng Weiwan. What's more, Cheng Weiwan probably knows nothing about her father, she...”

”Say no more. I've decided and I won't change my mind. She can't complain; she has only her father, Cheng Weiguo, to blame!” Han Zhifan didn't wait for Lin Sheng to reply and firmly cut him off.