"What did you say? Mianmian, what did you just say?" His gaze clung tightly to her, fearing that what he had just heard was merely his wishful thinking, fearing that it was all just his own unrequited love.
Lu Mianmian took a deep breath and repeated once more, "Wen Mulan, I love you—do you… still love me?"
The next moment, she was fiercely pulled into his embrace.
"Yes, I love you, Mianmian!" How could he not love her?!
He loved her so deeply, it was unbearable.
Even today, when that woman stabbed him, he was thinking: thankfully, it wasn't her who was hurt. Thank goodness it was he whom that woman stabbed!
The doctor at the side, watching this scene, spoke with concern, "Mr. Wen, your wound…"
But Wen Mulan seemed as if he hadn't heard, ignoring the wound on his shoulder, he just clung tightly to Lu Mianmian, as if he feared she would slip away from him again!
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Wen Mulan was arranged to stay in the VIP ward of the hospital, needing to be observed overnight.
