Luo Qiangwei looked at his handsome and bright eyes, smiling genuinely at him, "Ah Chu, thank you."
"Silly girl," Yan Chu curled his long fingers and tapped her forehead, "Don't say thank you to me, you must never say it."
She was the girl he had been searching for over twenty years.
The one he missed countless times in dreams, yet always stubbornly clung to.
So no matter what happened, he would protect her for a lifetime.
......
Hospital.
Xia Yuan's left leg, right arm, and back all suffered burns, her right ankle had a slight fracture, and a small part underneath her left face was also splashed with boiling hotpot soup, causing it to swell and break skin.
The door to the ward was pushed open, and a tall and handsome man walked in.
As Xia Yuan lay on the hospital bed and saw him, her already swollen eyes instantly reddened even more, as she frantically explained, "President Mo, I... I didn't mean to splash Miss Luo with hotpot soup, I just acted impulsively..."
