He knocked on the door, she didn't respond, so he pushed the door open and went in.
The room was dark. He reached out to turn on the light and walked to the bedside, "Su Wan, how long are you going to keep this up? Aren't you afraid Mianmian will be upset?"
She lifted her hand and grabbed his hand with all her strength.
Her palm was sweaty, and Cheng Xinghe was startled for a moment. He pulled back the quilt and saw Su Wan lying in bed. She had a slight fever, and her consciousness was somewhat unclear. She held his hand and mumbled, "Cheng Xinghe, after the divorce, let Mianmian stay with you."
"Are you willing to let her go?" He didn't expect her to say that.
Su Wan said, "She likes you, and I believe you'll treat her well! I also hope that when you look at her, you can remember me..."
"We're divorcing, why would I want to remember you?" he said coldly, looking at her.
She seemed tired enough to fall asleep at any moment, yet she could still talk to him.
