Ye Yuwei was confused.
"Mr. Lu…"
Lu Qichuan drew back his hand and smiled. "Your eyes looked like someone I met ten years ago. You both have quiet eyes."
Ye Yuwei laughed. "I thought you were going to say I looked like your ex-girlfriend."
"Maybe I wouldn't miss it if I had gone back earlier." Lu Qichuan said as if he had not done something weird, "Were you perhaps from Fu…"
"This is Ye Yuwei." The ward's door swung open as a swarm of reporters flocked in.
Ye Yuwei looked up in shock, but someone was already standing in front of her.
"Get out, who let all of you in?" Lu Qichuan's tall and buff physique hid Ye Yuwei perfectly behind him—there was sternness in his voice.
The reporters obviously did not expect to see Lu Qichuan in the ward and paused for a moment.
Ye Yuwei looked up at the person standing in front of her.
It is… quite romantic. She would have fell for it if her heart had not been torn into pieces.
