It was the weekend again, and since Ye Fan had to work overtime on Friday night, he only had time to drive to Hua Hai city on Saturday morning.
Now it was early February according to the lunar calendar, and recently he had been visiting Hua Hai city quite frequently, going there every weekend.
It wasn't that he was lost in a tender land; rather, the condition of Li Zhaojun was deteriorating more and more. Even though he met with Li Zhaojun once a week, he couldn't stop her personality from becoming colder and more indifferent.
Driving on the highway, Ye Fan couldn't help recalling Li Zhaojun telling him on her birthday that in a maximum of two more months her training would be successful, and then they could truly consummate their marriage. Yet, with the current trend, it seemed very unrealistic.
"If this deterioration continues, I need to persuade her to stop training," Ye Fan thought, "If all else fails, I must resort to some necessary forceful measures."
