Keeping the promise

After washing up, Zheng Wancheng tidied his hair, took a few deep breaths, and then pretended to be calm and went downstairs.

As soon as she reached the stairs, she saw Li Yunting busy in the kitchen.

The sunlight shone through the window onto him, as if giving him a warm glow. His broad back made her lose consciousness for a moment.

Li Yunting heard footsteps and turned to look at Zheng Wancheng.

There was no embarrassment or unnaturalness on his face, as if nothing had happened last night. He just said calmly: "Get up, wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

His eyes seemed calm, but in fact his heart was in turmoil. He just tried hard to act nonchalant in front of Zheng Wancheng.

Zheng Wancheng was slightly stunned, but quickly returned to normal. Without any hesitation, he responded and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

In her heart, she secretly admired Li Yunting's calmness, and at the same time she was thinking about how she should deal with this embarrassing situation.

Sitting at the dining table, Zheng Wancheng looked at the sumptuous breakfast in front of him with mixed feelings.

She didn't know how to face Li Yunting, nor did she know how to define the relationship between them.

What is this? Are we just going to...

Her eyes were a little confused.

But at this moment, she decided not to think about those complicated issues for the time being and fill her stomach first.

"Eat it, it's all your favorite." Li Yunting said, handing Zheng Wancheng a glass of milk. His eyes were gentle and focused, as if he was treating an invaluable treasure.

Zheng Wancheng took the milk, took a sip, and then picked up the chopsticks to start eating. Neither of them spoke, only the occasional sound of the tableware colliding. The atmosphere was a little subtle, but also revealed an indescribable harmony.

Zheng Wancheng secretly observed Li Yunting while eating. His expression was focused and calm, as if he was only concentrating on this breakfast.

She didn't know what he was thinking, nor did she know how he felt about what happened last night.

What on earth was he thinking? Did he think it was just an accident?

Her heart was filled with doubts and anxieties.

The meal ended in this somewhat silent and warm atmosphere. After the meal, Zheng Wancheng put down her chopsticks and said softly, "Thank you." Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid to break the surface of peace.

Li Yunting raised his head, looked at her and smiled: "You're welcome." His eyes were deep and warm, as if containing thousands of words.

After finishing her meal, Zheng Wancheng put down her chopsticks and said in a hurry, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Her voice was a little hurried. She didn't dare to look directly into Li Yunting's eyes. Her eyes flickered, as if she was avoiding something.

After saying that, she stood up hurriedly, her steps a little messy, and her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes.

Li Yunting was slightly startled, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He did not ask any more questions, but just said, "Okay, I'll let the driver take you." His voice was steady, but there was a hint of imperceptible loss in his eyes.

Zheng Wancheng nodded gently and did not refuse. Soon, the driver drove the car to the door, Zheng Wancheng got in the car, and the car sped away.

Along the way, she looked out the window, her thoughts in a mess and her heart in turmoil.

When she got home, Zheng Wancheng found that everyone in the family was there. Zheng Chenglin was pacing back and forth in the living room, frowning and muttering something; Zheng Zihui was sitting on the sofa, his face tense, his eyes fixed on the door; Li Yunxuan was anxiously talking on the phone. When they saw her come in, everyone gathered around.

"Wancheng, where did you go last night? We couldn't contact you the whole night, and we were worried to death." Zheng Chenglin spoke first, his tone full of worry.

His voice became a little hoarse due to anxiety, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to deepen a little.

Zheng Wancheng took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and said, "Dad, I'm sorry to have worried you. Someone drugged me at the celebration party last night. I was afraid you would worry, so I went to the hospital for an injection." Her voice trembled a little, and she was still frightened when she recalled what happened last night.

When everyone heard this, expressions of shock and anger appeared on their faces.

"What? Mom, someone actually dared to drug you! This is too lawless!" Li Yunxuan was so angry that he clenched his fists, the veins on his arms bulged, and his teeth chattered.

Zheng Zihui held Zheng Wancheng's hand, looked her up and down, his eyes full of concern and fear, and asked, "Mom, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zheng Wancheng touched Zheng Zihui's head and comforted him, "Mom is fine, don't worry. The doctor has taken care of it." Her eyes were gentle yet firm, trying to reassure her son.