Keeping the promise

Chapter 265: Not Much Different

Zheng Wancheng looked at Li Yunting's excited and unbelievable expression, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and she spoke again: "Li Yunting, there is one more thing I want to tell you. Zheng Zihui, he is our child. Today I brought the child to see you and let him recognize you as his father. But I want to make it clear to you, I will not go back to the Li family, nor will I let the child go back to the Li family." Although her voice was calm, her slightly trembling lips still revealed her inner nervousness and determination.

Li Yunting's just ignited hope was instantly extinguished by this sentence. His face turned pale in an instant, and he said anxiously: "Wancheng, why? Why can't we go home together?" His eyes were full of anxiety and confusion, and his hands were clenched unconsciously. The anxiety in his heart made his voice become sharp.

Zheng Wancheng had a serious expression and said with a firm gaze, "Li Yunting, my past experiences in the Li family still haunt me. The intrigues, the open and covert struggles, and the countless moments of being ignored and hurt. I don't want to put myself and my child in that complicated environment again."

"I hope he can grow up in a simple and happy environment. I won't stop you from seeing the child, nor do I object to your contact with the child, but this is my bottom line. I hope you can respect the choice of my son and me." Her eyes revealed painful memories of the past, and her voice unconsciously rose a little.

Li Yunting was silent for a moment, his eyes full of pain and helplessness. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he was struggling painfully in his heart.

But he also knew that he was not qualified to immediately refute Zheng Wancheng's decision. He slowly said: "Wancheng, I know that I have caused you a lot of grievances in the past, but I really want to make it up to you and give the child a complete home." His voice was full of regret and pleading, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.

Zheng Wancheng sighed, with both resentment for the past and a hint of sympathy for the man in front of her, and said, "Li Yunting, it's not that I don't want to give you a chance, it's just that some injuries are not so easy to erase. Now that I can make the child recognize you, it is already my biggest concession. I just hope you can think more about the child and not involve him in the grievances between adults." There was a hint of warning and expectation in her eyes.

Li Yunting nodded and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Wancheng, I understand what you mean, and I will respect your decision. As long as I can see my child and fulfill my responsibilities as a father, I am willing to take it slow and let you see my changes." His eyes were full of firmness and determination, as if he was making a solemn oath.

Zheng Wancheng nodded slightly: "I hope you will do what you say."

Her expression softened slightly, but the atmosphere in the room still became heavy and full of expectation, and everyone felt like a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.

In the villa, Zheng Zihui stood next to Zheng Wancheng, looking a little uneasy.

His eyes were wandering and he didn't know how to communicate with Li Yunting.

Li Yunting happily but carefully asked about Zheng Zihui's situation, such as how he was doing in school and what he liked to do in his daily life.

His voice was full of anticipation and concern, and his eyes were fixed on Zheng Zihui without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave every expression of his son in his heart.

Although Zheng Zihui still felt a little awkward, his heart was full of conflicts and confusion about this father who suddenly appeared.

But in response to Li Yunting's question, he would still give a brief answer: "I'm good at studying, and I like archery."

Li Yunting tried hard to get closer to his son. He always had a gentle smile on his face. That smile was flattering and cautious, trying to make Zheng Zihui feel his fatherly love.

However, Zheng Zihui's responses were always rather cold. He just answered questions politely without any further proactive communication.

Zheng Wancheng watched quietly from the side, and she felt very uncomfortable. She hoped that her son could accept Li Yunting, but she didn't want to force him.

She knew it would take time, so she just accompanied him silently. After a while, she felt it was almost time, so she stood up and said to Li Yunting: "Let's stop here for today."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Li Yunting's eyes, and that disappointment instantly filled his eyes like a dark cloud, but he still forced himself to nod and said, "Okay, then be careful on the road."

Zheng Wancheng asked Li Yunxuan if he was used to staying at home, and asked him to wait until Li Yunting felt better before going home to stay. Then he took Zheng Zihui away from the villa.

Sitting in the car, Zheng Wancheng asked while driving: "Zihui, how do you feel about seeing your father today?" She looked at her son through the rearview mirror from time to time.

Zheng Zihui was silent for a moment, then said, "Mom, I don't think there is much difference. He is still very unfamiliar to me, and I don't know how to get along with him." His brows were tightly furrowed.