The person who entered was very cautious, as if afraid to disturb Lin Ruoxi on the bed.
Yang Chen recognized that the footsteps did not belong to Wang Ma and turned his head in confusion, only to be dumbfounded by the person who walked in.
"Why is it you!?" Mo Qianni exclaimed in surprise, her big, watery eyes widening, making her already enchanting face even more alluring in the dimly lit room.
"That's what I wanted to ask, why are you here?" Yang Chen furrowed his brow. After all, his relationship with Lin Ruoxi had always been kept secret. If Mo Qianni found out, it might bring unnecessary trouble to the two of them.
Just as the two of them were in a state of confusion, the door was opened again, and Wang Ma walked in, pulling a suitcase in her hand. She smiled and said, "Miss Mo, this is the husband I mentioned. It's all thanks to him that Miss could get through it."
"Wang Ma..." Mo Qianni couldn't believe it as she pointed at Yang Chen, almost screaming, "You... You said Yang Chen is Ruoxi's husband!?"
"What's the matter, surprised?" Since Wang Ma had already said it, Yang Chen didn't want to hide it anymore. He smirked and asked, "Or is it that you're hurt and realized that you no longer have a chance with a man like me?"
"Hmph!" Mo Qianni clenched her teeth and said angrily, "I'm just wondering why Ruoxi suddenly got married without a word, and even chose you, a scoundrel, as her husband! You must have used some kind of scheme!"
Seeing the two of them immediately at odds, Wang Ma quickly intervened, "Alright, alright, Miss Mo, Sir, we're still in the hospital. Both of you are the people closest to Miss. Let's say a few less words and be more cordial."
Yang Chen curled his lips and asked, "Wang Ma, how come you're here with her?"
Wang Ma explained with a smile, "On my way back home to get my luggage, Miss Mo called to ask if Miss was at home. Sir might not know, but Miss and Miss have known each other for a long time, even when Madam was still alive, they often spent time together. They're also working together at Yu Lei now. So they have a very good relationship. Miss used to come to our house for dinner often, but she stopped coming after Madam passed away. When Miss heard that Miss was in the hospital, she insisted on coming with me to see her."
It turned out that Mo Qianni and Lin Ruoxi were still best friends. Well, when they met at the company, Yang Chen had noticed that his wife seemed to have a good relationship with his boss. It turned out they had a personal connection as well.
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Mo. Ruoxi's condition is stable now. If you're tired, you can go back and get a good night's sleep," Yang Chen said.
Mo Qianni rolled her eyes at Yang Chen. Although she felt frustrated and annoyed that someone like him could become the president's husband, it wasn't the time to discuss such matters. She walked to the bedside and carefully examined Lin Ruoxi's pale face. Worriedly, she said, "You can go to sleep if you want, I'll stay here with Ruoxi."
"She's not your wife. What's the point of staying with her?" Yang Chen teased.
"Go away!" Mo Qianni became furious. "Don't think you're all that just because you're Ruoxi's husband. We've known each other for seven or eight years, and you don't understand anything!"
"I only know that if you keep speaking so loudly, you'll wake up my precious wife," Yang Chen gestured for her to be quiet.
Mo Qianni immediately covered her mouth and whispered angrily, "I finally understand why Ruoxi was so determined not to fire you. It turns out she can't fire you..."
"That's because I'm diligent, responsible, and capable in my work," Yang Chen winked at Mo Qianni. "Miss Mo, don't forget to give me my share of the dividends at the end of the month. I've recovered 400,000 yuan for you."
Hearing this, Mo Qianni felt a surge of anger. She snorted coldly and ignored Yang Chen, pulling a chair and sitting silently by the bedside.
Wang Ma, who was tidying up things on the side, sighed helplessly at the scene.
In the silent night, moonlight poured into the hospital room through the thin window, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
It was already midnight, and after much hesitation, Wang Ma decided to return to Longjing Garden Villa. After all, someone needed to look after such a big house and take care of daily matters. Besides, there were professional caregivers in the hospital to look after Lin Ruoxi during the day, and there was no need for her to stay overnight.
In the hospital room, besides the sleeping Lin Ruoxi, there were only Yang Chen and Mo Qianni sitting silently by the bedside.
After a long while, Mo Qianni couldn't bear the suffocating atmosphere any longer and spoke up, "How did you end up marrying Ruoxi? She never mentioned it to me."
"We didn't plan to make it public. Now that you know, I hope you won't spread it around at the company," Yang Chen replied.
"I'm not a gossip, and I'm Ruoxi's good sister," Mo Qianni said somewhat displeased. "But you, suddenly appearing and becoming Ruoxi's husband, do you have ulterior motives?"
Yang Chen laughed. "Wang Ma told me that you've known each other since childhood. You should be quite familiar with her, right?"
"Absolutely," Mo Qianni said. "When I was young, Ruoxi's grandmother, the former president, helped me and gave me the opportunity to be where I am today. Ruoxi is my good sister and the blood of my benefactor. I will never allow anyone to harm her!"
Ignoring Mo Qianni's guarded look, Yang Chen continued, "Since you've known each other for so long, do you think Ruoxi is smart or are you smarter?"
"She is smart," Mo Qianni said without hesitation, giving Yang Chen a disdainful look. "Although I don't like to admit it, she has always been better than me in everything since childhood. I just want to do my part and help her share the workload."
"Then do you think there's something she desires that she couldn't think of? I married her for a reason, and her reasoning has nothing to do with you," Yang Chen said.
Mo Qianni gritted her teeth and said, "Enough with your twisted logic and clean language. Don't think that becoming Ruoxi's husband means I can't deal with you. I'm still your superior!"
"I'm just occasionally playing a high IQ game, having heart-to-heart conversations with the ladies and providing some psychological counseling in my spare time. Don't bother me, and I won't bother you," Yang Chen stood up, shaking his head. "It's late now, and I have things to do tomorrow. If you want to go home, I can give you a ride. If you want to stay, just remember not to catch a cold." With that, he glanced at Lin Ruoxi on the bed with a strange smile on his face and walked out of the room without looking back.
Mo Qianni waved her fist at Yang Chen's retreating figure and had the urge to stomp her feet and curse him, but she ultimately held back.
After Yang Chen had left for a while, Mo Qianni let out a sigh, feeling that it wasn't worth getting angry over someone like him. She reached out and held Lin Ruoxi's hand on the hospital bed, murmuring to herself, "Ruoxi, why did you choose such a scoundrel as your husband? Even if it's to deceive others as a cover, you don't have to torment yourself like this..."
"It's actually not that bad..."
Mo Qianni was taken aback and looked up. Lin Ruoxi, who was on the bed, had opened her eyes at some point. Although her face looked tired, she was awake and gazed softly at Mo Qianni.
"Ruoxi, you're awake? When did you wake up?" Mo Qianni was pleasantly surprised.
Lin Ruoxi faintly smiled, showing that she felt close to Mo Qianni, one of the few people she considered a friend. "I woke up when he left."
"Did you wake up earlier and purposely wait for him to leave?" Mo Qianni found it both funny and exasperating.
"When he's around, I don't dare to wake up," Lin Ruoxi's eyes flickered with a hint of complexity. After saying that, she didn't say anything more and closed her eyes again to rest.