"You, you didn't leave?" Si Mohan looked at the girl in front of him, wondering if he was hallucinating.
Jian Xingchen looked at the man with his heart pounding. In his last life, he would run away whenever he had the chance. No wonder he didn't believe in himself.
"Didn't you ask me to wait for you?" The girl adjusted her mentality, with a smile on her face and two small dimples hanging on it, making her look particularly playful and cute.
Si Mohan wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, but he quickly suppressed his impulse. Doing so would only be counterproductive.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Jian Xingchen looked at the man standing in front of the window with doubts in his eyes.
"You're not hungry, you can eat!" Si Mohan regretted it when he remembered that he had smoked more than 10 cigarettes just now and his whole body was covered with the smell of cigarettes.
The girl saw that he had no intention of coming over, and her eyes flashed with depression. Is he still angry at himself for putting Xiao Xuan in danger?
No wonder, if he hadn't handed Xiaoxuan to Lu Mengyi, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.
The air in the room was a bit solid. The girl was holding a bun in her hand and hadn't finished eating it for a long time.
Si Mohan looked at her and frowned, "Don't you have an appetite?"
"No," Jian Xingchen shook his head.
She struggled with the name for a long time. She used to call him pervert, devil, hey, etc., but she definitely couldn't call him that now.
Logically, I should have called him husband, but he suddenly changed his name. With his suspicious character, he must have thought that I had other intentions. After all, I had scratched him with a fruit knife during the quarrel the day before yesterday.
In order to have a transition, after thinking for a long time, I decided not to use the title yet.
"Well, can I go home?" The girl's voice was pleading, causing the man's psychological defense to collapse instantly.
"What do you want to do?" the man said with an angry tone and a long drawl.
Jian Xingchen didn't know why he was angry, so he could only say softly, "I want to go home."
"Home, Mirror Garden?" Si Mohan said with ridicule in his tone.
The girl bit her red lips and nodded firmly, "Yes."
Si Mohan put away the expression on his face, looked at her unabashed eyes, and walked towards the door.
"I'm going to find Hongze."
Jian Xingchen only reacted when he heard the door closing, with uncontrollable joy on his face, and at the same time, his heart was filled with guilt. What kind of man did he miss in his previous life.
"What, discharged, are you sure?" An Hongze was in the office, looking at the man sitting opposite with a pen and paper in his hand.
"Recuperate at home, what should you pay attention to?"
A flock of crows flew over An Hongze's head. Is this still the devil that makes people talk about it?
"Don't tell me you don't know?" Si Mohan looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes.
"How is it possible? Don't touch the wound with water, don't have extensive body movements, and don't move heavy objects. Apply medicine on time every day, eat light, and check again after a week."
Si Mohan wrote down each item carefully, even more seriously than his work.
"Han, don't tell me that you can't remember these items, why do you still need to write them down?".
Si Mohan didn't give him a look, carefully put the note into his pocket, and left the office, leaving a confused An Hongze behind.
Ning She came out of the hospital elevator with a speechless expression on her face. Half an hour ago, she received an order from the Secretary that Madam was going to be hospitalized, so she immediately went to the Mirror Garden to send her luggage there.
As soon as he returned to the company from the hospital and couldn't even sit still, he received a call again, telling him to take his luggage back to Mirror Garden. Ning She felt like a monkey, being played back and forth.
"Madam, everything is packed." Although Ning She was unhappy, he still did not dare to neglect the woman whom Mr. Si regarded as a treasure.
Jian Xingchen looked at Ning She who was smiling awkwardly, and naturally knew what he was thinking. If it weren't for Si Mohan's sake, he would have thrown the suitcase in my face.
"Assistant Ning, thank you for your hard work. Please wait a moment downstairs. We'll go down immediately," Jian Xingchen smiled faintly.
Although the girl was weak, she could not conceal her alluring appearance. Ning She could not help but be dazzled. After regaining consciousness, she quickly picked up her luggage and left the ward, thinking that beauty is a curse!
As soon as Si Mohan entered the ward, he saw the girl lying on the bed, his pupils trembled, "Xingchen, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Don't worry, I'm not feeling uncomfortable, I just feel weak and can't walk anymore," the girl lowered her head, looking remorseful.
Si Mohan certainly did not ignore the cunning flash in her eyes.
"Let me call you a stretcher!" The man couldn't guess what she wanted to do, so he could only solve the problem at hand first.
The girl's little face instantly tightened, "It would be too embarrassing to carry it out on a stretcher, why don't you carry me on your back!"
Si Mohan's eyes froze, looking at the cute and well-behaved girl sitting by the bed, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Xingchen felt vaguely uncomfortable in his heart, so he sat up and prepared to leave the room.
"Come up," the man squatted in front of the girl with his back to her.
A smile appeared on Jian Xingchen's lips, she lay on his back and put her arms around his neck.
Si Mohan looked calm on the outside, but his heart was already turbulent. The girl's body exuded a faint floral fragrance, and her hot breath hit her neck.
Jian Xingchen looked at his red ears and couldn't help but chuckle, but then his expression turned sad, wondering what he had done in his previous life.
Ning She looked at the two people coming out of the hospital, stunned.
"What are you standing for?" Si Mohan's cold voice reached his ears.
Ning She reacted and quickly opened the door.
Because Jian Xingchen's back was injured, in order not to touch the wound, he sat sideways, facing Si Mohan's direction.
The man has a sharply angular profile, a tall nose, fair skin, and is elegant in every move he makes.
Si Mohan was processing files on her laptop. At this time before, her eyes were always on her computer screen, but this time, she could clearly feel a burning gaze looking at her.
That was the look he dreamed of. He wanted to look back to confirm it, but he was afraid it was just a fantasy. If it was, then let it continue!
Jian Xingchen looked at him, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. The week before her rebirth was tortured day and night, and the kidnapping happened after her rebirth, leaving her without any chance to breathe.
Her even breathing reached the man's ears. He turned his head slightly and looked at the sleeping girl.
She has a delicate and smart little face, with a hint of charm in her softness. Today, she is dressed and dressed beautifully, but it is a pity that it is not for herself.
The man covered her with a blanket and looked away, feeling the cold air around her disappear.
"Where are the people!"
"Master Si, we caught a green guy in the factory and are interrogating him," Ning She replied.
"Keep your breath, I'll handle it myself," a chilling look flashed in the man's eyes.
"I know, Mr. Si."
Ning She couldn't help but think to herself that even though he was gentle in front of his wife, he looked like a devil outside. No wonder others nicknamed him the cold-faced King of Hell.
