C11 (1/2)

Meng Yunhan suddenly stopped, Yi Yuanze was a little worried, he sped up and drove to her side. Looking at her crying on the phone, Yi Yuanze felt uncomfortable in the beginning, because he thought that it was Gu Jing who called.

”Dad, what's wrong?” Meng Yunhan wiped away the tears on her face and tried her best to sound happy.

On the other side of the phone was Meng Zhiwen's slightly worried voice, ”Xiao Han, it's already so late, and you're still not back yet. I was a bit worried, so I called you to ask.”

”Dad, don't worry, I'll be back soon. You should rest early.”

”Alright, I know that you have Gu Jing accompanying you. There's nothing to worry about, it's just that my heart isn't at ease, so I called to ask about it.”

”Dad …” Meng Yunhan meaningfully called out for her father, but she did not finish her words.

Meng Zhiwen seemed to have felt that his precious daughter was acting strangely and asked: ”Did something happen? Did you quarrel with Gu Jing? ”

”I'm fine, rest early dad. I'll be back in a while.” With that, Meng Yunhan hurriedly hung up the phone, she was afraid that if she were to continue speaking, she would not be able to hold back her tears.

Yi Yuanze took a good look at Meng Yunhan's current emotions. He wanted to go up and comfort him, but even though she was already prepared to open the door and get off the car, she was unable to do so in the end.

Even though Meng Yunhan promised her father that she would be home soon, she still continued to walk leisurely on the street. It was already late in the night, and there were less pedestrians, but the cold wind didn't make her feel gentle, it was still as bone-piercing as before.

It was clearly only a distance of about ten or so minutes. Meng Yunhan walked for half an hour, and Yi Yuanze patiently followed her all the way until she went up the stairs, and disappeared from her line of sight.

Originally, Meng Yunhan thought that her father would already be asleep by the time she returned home, so she entered the room very lightly. However the moment she entered the living room, she saw Meng Zhiwen sitting on the sofa.

”Dad, why haven't you rested yet?”

Looking at this daughter of his with reddened eyes, Meng Zhiwen more or less guessed something, ”What's wrong? Did you cry? Did you quarrel with Gu Jing? ”

”It's fine, Dad. It's too cold outside. It's freezing.” Meng Yunhan rubbed her eyes, trying to hide from Meng Zhiwen, but she failed.

Meng Zhiwen sighed lightly, and said: ”I've seen people with frozen hands and face, I've really never seen people with frozen eyes.”

”Dad, it's really nothing. It's getting late. You should go to bed early. I'm also tired, so I'm going to rest first.” With that, Meng Yunhan got up and prepared to walk towards her room, because she was afraid that if she continued to stay here, she wouldn't be able to resist telling everything to her father.

”Little Cold …” Meng Zhiwen stood up and called out to Meng Yunhan, who had just walked a few steps away, and continued: ”Gu Jing is a good child, don't get angry with him.”

Hearing her father speaking up for Gu Jing, Meng Yunhan's eyes moistened once again.

”Bring him to my house tomorrow night, we'll have dinner together. I'll help you talk about him.” Meng Zhiwen tried to make himself a peacemaker, but what he did not know was that this matter was not as simple as he had imagined.

Meng Yunhan's voice was choked with sobs. She cleared her throat and said: ”He won't come back to our house anymore. He and I have already broken up.”

After saying that, Meng Yunhan hurriedly ran into her own room, closed the door, and locked the door.

Meng Zhiwen was truly at a loss when he heard this. He had initially thought that Meng Yunhan and Gu Jing were just quarreling, but now that they had really split up, he was unable to react for a moment.

”Xiao Han, what happened to you two? Why did they break up? ” Meng Zhiwen stood at the door and asked anxiously.

Meng Yunhan covered her ears, not wanting to hear what her father had said, and even more so not wanting to explain the reason for their break up.

”Xiao Han, what's going on? Aren't you all fine during the day? ”

Even though Meng Yunhan was covering her ears, she could still clearly hear what her father was saying. She could not hold it in any longer and roared loudly at her father outside the door: ”Dad, don't ask anymore, I beg of you, don't ask anymore …”

Hearing his daughter's pleas and her soft crying voice, Meng Zhiwen put away his doubts and did not pursue the matter any further. He stood outside the door for a long while before he finally left, and returned to his own room.

Meng Zhiwen dialed Gu Jing's number.

”Hey, Gu Jing, it's me …”

Meng Zhiwen was regretting his call. Listening to Gu Jing's explanation, Meng Zhiwen sat on the side of the bed and did not move for a long time.