"Sweetheart is quite gentle, huh?"
Seeing that annoyed look in her eyes, Ye Mu first furrowed his brow, then added subconsciously, "Not only are you gentle, but you're also beautiful. My own sickness has nothing to do with your charm!"
Even if he was trying to trick her, Ye Mu did not want to bring her unnecessary worries. As a lawyer, the woman naturally maintained a meticulous heart, and he didn't want her to overthink and get hurt both physically and emotionally. He just wanted to tie her to his name and then properly correct the lies he had told that day.
"It was a minor injury I suffered back then, and after lying down for so many years, even if Cheng Lingxiu's medical skills are superb, such things can't be cured immediately with medicine!"
Ye Mu suddenly felt that it was such a waste for him not to be in showbiz; with his acting skills, he could easily become an award-winning actor.
The more he spoke, the more Ye Mu felt like everything he said was true.
