A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

After the car drove some distance away, Cheng Weiwan vaguely figured out where Han Zhifan was going.

Her hand instinctively clutched onto her sleeves.

After about five to six minutes, the familiar neighborhood entered Cheng Weiwan’s field of view.

It was really just as she thought. Han Zhifan was really taking her to Yongyi Garden.

The place where they spent all their beautiful moments together; the place of all her nightmares.

Cheng Weiwan’s fingers tightly clutching her sleeves couldn’t help but tighten.

When the car reached the bottom of the familiar building, there wasn’t a drop of blood in Cheng Weiwan’s face. It was drained completely of blood.

Through the car window, she stared at the traffic light in front of the apartment building as her fingers started to tremble.

Even though two years had passed, she clearly recollected all their old memories. In the past, she stood there night after night and experienced pain and suffering in her heart.

The car came to a steady stop. Han Zhifan didn’t say a word and got out of the car first.

Cheng Weiwan sat in the car for a while before she pushed the car door open with her trembling fingers.

Han ZHifan noticed she got out of the car but didn’t say anything as usual. He took the stairs and walked into the apartment building.

Cheng Weiwan caught up one step at a time.

As the elevator got closer to the floor of Han Zhifan’s apartment, Cheng Weiwan’s fingernails dug deeper into her palms.

The elevator doors opened. Han Zhifan walked up to the door and entered the passcode. After the door was unlocked, Cheng Weiwan trembled as she stepped out of the elevator.

Someone must’ve cleaned the apartment every day because it was very clean; there wasn’t a single layer of dust.

The furniture inside was exactly the same; nothing had changed.

Past memories came rushing back to Cheng Weiwan as she stood at the door alone.

She didn’t like to cook but for him, she was willing to learn. Time after time, he cooked for her in the kitchen of this apartment.

Aside from their first time in the hotel, every time they had sex, it was in this very apartment; in the bedroom, the living room, the dining room... these were all places they had sex.

And it was in this apartment where he learned she was pregnant. After he asked her how many weeks pregnant she was, he then told her to get an abortion.

She clearly remembered just how flustered she felt that night. She’d never been so afraid of losing him and losing their child. She begged quietly and she even said she was willing to have nothing to do with him as long she didn’t have to abort the child. However, he showed no signs of backing down and mercilessly told her that from the very beginning, he didn’t get close to her because he loved her. In actuality, it was because she was Cheng Weiguo’s daughter, so he was willing to sleep with her to get her pregnant and force her to abort the child...

”Go shower!” After pouring a glass of red wine, Han Zhifan furrowed his brows as he noticed that Cheng Weiwan was standing at the door and hadn’t walked in.

Cheng Weiwan quickly stopped reminiscing and lifted her eyes to look over at Han Zhifan.

”I don’t have a lot of time to waste on you. You know where the shower is,” yelled Han Zhifan coldly when his gaze met hers. He walked over to the sofa with his wine glass and elegantly sat down.

Cheng Weiwan stayed by the door for some time before she summoned the courage to walk into the apartment. Then she removed her shoes at the entrance, held her breath, and walked into the ensuite bathroom of the master bedroom.