Chapter 900 - Chapter 900: Dear Zuo Hancheng (2) (1/2)

Chapter 900: Dear Zuo Hancheng (2)

“Mr. Arel doesn’t plan to meet him?”

“No.” Anhao’s tone was firm.

“After all, the An family and the Zuo family are family friends. If you want to interrogate the truth about your background, the Zuo family can pull strings. You don’t have to go back and face it directly.”

“Zuo Hancheng, I remember you once said that it’s good to be a little muddle-headed at times. You’re talking about my background, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then you see, I don’t intend to interrogate or pursue the matter anymore. So what if that Mr. Arel is really my father? So what if he wants to acknowledge me as his daughter? In the end, in the 24 years that I was born in this world, I didn’t exist in his world, and he didn’t exist in my world. I lived in two parallel worlds with people, and the only connection between us was this layer of blood relationship. However, in the 24 years that I was born, I couldn’t call a man who didn’t know of my existence a father, just like how I couldn’t call Anping a mother now.”

At this moment, there seemed to be someone else talking on the other end of the phone. It sounded like a doctor had entered the ward. Anhao continued,””I’ll slowly digest this matter. You don’t have to think so much about me. Take care of your body first and return my healthy husband to me.”

She then heard Zuo Hancheng’s faint laughter. Anhao also laughed as she held the phone.”Although I really want to talk to you on the phone, I hope that you can rest more.”

“Okay, you should sleep early. A month won’t be long. I’ll go back soon, okay?”

The last note was very light, but it tickled Anhao’s heart. She smiled sweetly, and her voice was like a kitten that had been coaxed.”Alright ~”

After hanging up the phone, Anhao went back to her computer and saw that the small green dot behind Mr. V’s email had turned gray. The doctor had probably limited his time to look at electronic products again.

Tsk, for the past few days after Zuo Hancheng returned, why did he feel like he and she were two internet addicted teenagers who were being disciplined by their parents? He couldn’t make a phone call for too long every day, and there was a time limit for him to use his email to chat online.

Ah… Time should pass quickly!

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“Anhao has been so happy recently. Those who don’t know better would think that you’re in love again.”

Mobai’s teasing made Anhao, who was signing documents behind her desk, raise her head and glance at him.