Chapter 81

Ruan Lin opened his eyes and looked at her, his dark, intimidating eyes seeming to have something she couldn't understand.

Writer's Note:

The first update is here!

The second update is estimated to be a while~~ because...

Miss jing2009zi!!!! You!!! You are going to make me open the background and count for half a day again!!!! You are bullying me!!!!

☆, Chapter 92: He Huan He Le

"What's wrong with your tongue?"

"Mm?" He Lele looked at the red light, took the time to look at Mu Wei beside her in surprise. "I just accidentally bit it. How did you see it? Is my speech very strange?"

"...Because you eat differently today than usual." Mu Wei answered very plainly.

"..."

When they arrived at the hospital, Mu Wei said he would do a comprehensive check-up by the way, estimated to be until the afternoon, and told He Lele to go out and walk around by herself, and come pick him up in the afternoon, just as if giving her a little holiday.

He Lele thought for a while and shook her head. In this city, she didn't have any place she wanted to go.

"Go see your friends." Mu Wei persuaded in a low voice.

Who knew that as soon as he said this, He Lele looked at him with extreme vigilance, making Mu Wei cry and laugh, and he kept comforting her: "Think about the video, think about the video, I won't risk family honor."

"...I'm sorry." He Lele also knew she was being overly suspicious. But she couldn't control herself. As long as she thought of the car that Lingyu was smashed into scrap metal that day, she couldn't stop the fear.

"No need to say sorry, you doing this only makes my heart ache." Mu Wei smiled.

Staring blankly at the man in the wheelchair—He Lele suddenly felt that she seemed... to have never really known him. Thinking about it carefully, if he really wanted to fix her, it wouldn't take any effort at all. Her struggle could only cause a tiny ripple, no, perhaps not even that ripple. Then why would he pretend to be controlled by her, be... and not retaliate against her, and even teach her photography, notice the abnormality of her eating, and...

"What's wrong?" Mu Wei stood up on one leg, slightly frowning and staring at the little woman in front of him who was in a daze.

Looking at Mu Wei close at hand, He Lele realized for the first time that his rugged and deep facial features were so unique. Yes, he was a mixed-race person, she hadn't noticed it before. With the same black hair and black eyes, he had an indescribable strange charm. Under his thick eyebrows was a pair of deep, double-lidded, expressive eyes. His nose was exquisite and gorgeous as if it were a work of art, and his lips were slightly thick but even more... different from the popular feminine style of the day. He had a tall and perfect figure, masculine and rugged facial features, and a temperament that combined Western sexiness and Eastern classical beauty...

"Nothing, then I'm leaving."

It wasn't until she had walked out of the hospital for a long time that He Lele’s face turned completely red with a "boom," and her heart beat louder and louder "thump thump."

He, he wouldn't really... be interested in her, would he? But she, she...

Thinking of her situation, He Lele stopped. Heh... she was actually acting like a little girl who had just fallen in love, being stupid here.

Even if he was really interested in her, so what? Was there anything in this world more unreliable than the feelings of the sons of heaven?

Think about Sun Xiaozhuang, think about Mu Wei’s hands and feet in casts, think about that person who wanted Qin Zhixiu to stay away from her a few days ago, and then... cough cough.

The only thing she should think about now is one thing: make money, save money, and when she has money to buy a house, she will raise a dog. Whoever comes to provoke her again, she will close the door and release the dog!

Imagining Mu Wei being chased around by a dog with a cast, He Lele couldn't help but lower her head and smile, using this childish self-entertainment to suppress the worry at the bottom of her eyes that could not be eliminated.

No matter when, she must firmly hold her head high and move forward. She is He Huan, the joy of joy; she is He Lele, the joy of joy.

Changing her name before entering university was just to get rid of those terrible rumors as much as possible, but she never thought of denying the self that was He Huan in the past.

Whether it is He Huan or He Lele... she must, and must, live proudly with a posture that no one can knock down.

Straightening her back, she walked forward with big strides. After a dozen steps, He Lele had to stop again—she sweated! She didn't drive the car out!

Forget it, take a taxi. Carrying a salary card with more than 10,000 yuan, she shouldn't be liver-trembling when seeing the meter jump, right?

Inside the hospital.

After seeing He Lele leave, Zong Jieran walked to Mu Wei leisurely, pretending to be affectionate:

"No need to say sorry, you doing this only makes my heart ache."

Mu Wei glanced at him sideways.

"To be able to say such cheesy words so lightly, you are worthy of being the Mu Young Master who is always successful in the girl-chasing world. I think this girl probably won't last long..."

"I want to remove the cast in the shortest possible time."

"It's impossible now, the fastest is..."

Fifth-floor coffee shop of the City Center Trade Building.

"Your coffee, your two lemon waters, please enjoy, three guests." The waitress put down the drinks gently, and couldn't help but look at one of the guests at the table a few more times before holding the tray and retreating.

Ren Lingyu lowered her head to hold back her laughter, carefully floating a glance at her master beside her. Seeing the obvious displeasure in her master’s eyes, she hurriedly sat up straight, put on a straight face, and looked forward.

This was why her master rarely talked about commissions in public. If it weren't for the office being renovated, they wouldn't have come to the coffee shop downstairs. According to several senior brothers, the situation was better after her master brought her out. In the past, when her master brought them out, there would be at least three waves of people coming to strike up a conversation while drinking coffee and eating—generous girls coming by themselves, "friends" coming, and aunts coming to ask for phone numbers for their daughters. The funniest thing was that there were little girls who took her master for a star and wanted autographs!