Ming Yue did not know what Liu Jingxing had prepared. The eight gift boxes were exquisite and gorgeous. They were quite heavy to lift. She tried and could only lift four boxes with both hands.
"Young Master, can you help me carry half of it?" She carried four gift boxes and said with difficulty, "You bought too many things. Besides, we're just acting for grandmother. Let's only bring four boxes?"
Liu Jingxing frowned as he looked at the petite woman who was struggling to carry the four gift boxes. Her arms were trembling slightly, and her fingertips were pale. He was inexplicably angry. He walked over and snatched the gift boxes from the woman's hand. Along with the four gift boxes in the trunk, he picked up the eight gift boxes with one hand and slammed the trunk door with the other.
Liu Jingxing glanced at her. "Sometimes, I really wonder if you're a woman." With that, he reached out his slender hand. "Hold my hand."
Ming Yue bit her lip. She knew that he was trying to show his love for her so that her grandmother would not worry. Hence, she did not hesitate and placed her hand in his.
Her hands were so small. This was Liu Jingxing's first reaction when he held her hands. At this inappropriate time, he recalled that night, his entire body was hot and his mind was in a mess. She had whimpered in pain and her hands were like kitten claws scratching his back. He had impatiently grabbed her slender wrists and pressed them on the top of her head…
Ming Yue's expression froze as if she had recalled something. She suddenly pulled her hand out of the man's palm. When she met the man's ambiguous gaze, she explained in a panic, "Um, I don't think we need to hold hands. It'll be easier for you to carry things with both hands."
Liu Jingxing stared at her for a long time without saying anything. The two of them walked into the hospital one after another. He was wearing a coffee-colored windbreaker and was tall and straight. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a lean waist. He looked like a model in a poster. Beside him, she looked small and gentle. She was a classic beauty with an Oriental charm.
This combination was too eye-catching, causing the people in the hospital to keep looking. Zheng Ziheng, who was wearing a white coat, watched the two of them walk in from afar with a lifeless expression.
Liu Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at him meaningfully.
"Good morning, Doctor Zheng." When Ming Yue saw Zheng Ziheng, she jogged forward and greeted him. Her smile was warm and moving, like a charming flower. Liu Jingxing, who was standing behind her, was slightly stunned. An indescribable feeling surged in his heart. He had never seen this side of a woman before. She was like a flower growing under the sun, lively and cheerful, charming.
In the two months since that night, she had barely smiled. In the old residence, she was reserved and uneasy towards grandma. The corners of her lips were stiff and lifeless, but he had always felt that she had gotten her wish.
Zheng Ziheng had stayed up all night and was not very energetic. However, he still grinned. "Ming Yue, you're here to see your grandmother?" He seemed a little surprised to see someone else appear beside her. He asked politely and restrainedly, "May I ask, is this your…?"
Ming Yue bit her lip and hesitated. In the end, she told him, "He's my husband. I brought him here today to meet grandmother."
"I see." Zheng Ziheng smiled and nodded.
He reached out to Liu Jingxing. "Hello."
Liu Jingxing ignored his outstretched hand and replied coldly, "Hello."
Zheng Ziheng retracted his hand and silently scolded Liu Jingxing in his heart. You're really good at pretending, Young Master Liu. "Your grandmother is awake. You should go find her." He could not stand Liu Jingxing's smug and arrogant face anymore.
After hearing Liu Jingxing's words yesterday, he was indeed a little shocked, but he still felt that Ming Yue was not that kind of woman. It must be a misunderstanding. Hence, he warned Liu Jingxing seriously, "You're not allowed to tell Ming Yue that we're friends."
"Why?" "What if she knows that we're friends? What if she misunderstands and thinks that I'm like you? I still want to leave a good impression on her."
Liu Jingxing's face was ashen. "Do you want to fight?"
"Really, please don't tell her. To be honest, I think you're prejudiced against her. She and I have met more than the two of you have. I really don't think she can do such a thing. You'd better investigate the other people in the old residence carefully. Don't let the young lady quietly take the blame."