Facing Feng Wei's repeated questions, Han Bin opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but didn't know where to begin. The shower in the master bedroom had broken and needed new parts; he hadn't been careless at all and had asked the repairman to order the part. As for the wait time, around half a month, he hadn't thought much about it, just assumed once the part arrived it would be fixed.
And there was another bathroom in the house, right on the second floor not far from the master bedroom, very convenient to use, so he had thought even less of it. As for whether Han Qian harbored any resentment toward Feng Lu and the child in Feng Lu's belly,
Han Bin thought hard, and felt that after that rainy day two months ago, his daughter Han Qian might have gotten over her illness and let things go; her relationship with Feng Lu had visibly improved,
