Cheng Lang could not understand himself. Was his feelings for Xing Shu really only physical attraction? Why didn't he feel that way? He seemed to want Xing Shu to be safe and healthy. He only felt at ease when he saw her safe and sound. Even though Xing Shu was glaring at him angrily, he still felt happy. What kind of feeling was this? He did not understand. He did not get it.
After a while, someone brought food over. Cheng Lang fed Xing Shu a few mouthfuls before his cell phone rang. It was Old Master Cheng. "Cheng Lang, why aren't you home?"
The moment Cheng Lang answered the call, Xing Shu leaned back. She wanted to avoid the content of their conversation. However, Cheng Lang pinched her chin and stared at her deeply and intensely. He answered Old Master Cheng's question, "In the hospital."
Old Master Cheng said, "In the hospital? Are you unwell? I'll get someone to take care of you."
