Shen Minghan gradually approached with his naturally gentle and refined demeanor now replaced by profound indifference, he spoke with a harsh tone at the door of the ICU room without Gu Xiaoer. "You shouldn't have come."
In the quiet air, these words sounded especially sharp and clear, hitting straight to the heart.
Wen Mu fell silent for a while, her eyes, somewhat deep, rested on Shen Minghan. It took her ten or so seconds before she pursed her red lips, as if understanding yet seeking an answer, "Brother Minghan, who was that girl just now?"
"None of your business," Shen Minghan said in a tone that indicated his reluctance to talk further. He glanced at his watch and spoke indifferently, "Leave on your own in two hours. Don't make me get rough with a woman. Your persistent and desperate act is really ugly!"
He lifted his leg and left, his tall figure quickly disappearing around the corner of the hallway.
Wen Mu's face stiffened instantly, turning pale, then red, biting her lips without being able to utter a word.
After a long while, she turned her gaze back to the man in the hospital room...
Han Luoli woke up in the middle of the night, squinted his eyes, and recognized the ICU with all sorts of life-support equipment. He didn't call for the medical staff but got out of bed on his own.
He made a manly movement of his neck and stretched his limbs, quickly getting a clear sense of his body's condition.
Apart from some tearing discomfort in his back and chest, there were no other ill-feelings. For someone who had undergone devilish training, these were minor injuries.
His gaze had already swept through the inside and outside of the room, noticing the absence of that familiar petite figure, feeling a trace of disappointment. However, realizing it was now midnight, he casually hooked his lips and walked out of the room with long strides.
In the desolate and dimly lit corridor, it was only when he stepped out of his room that he discovered a soft chair placed outside, and on that chair sat a woman right now.
His usually expressionless eyes suddenly narrowed. The man stood still, with his hands in his pockets, looking cold and distant.
The woman had her curly hair tied in a ponytail, adorned with her favorite diamond clip. She looked extremely tired, with faint dark circles under her closed eyes. At the moment, she was sitting on the soft chair, nodding off due to exhaustion.
As if sensing a burning gaze on her, the tall shadow casting over her, she hazily opened her eyes.
When she clearly saw the man standing before her, her brows immediately lit up with excitement and joy.
"Luoli, you're awake, you finally woke up!" Overcome with excitement, she lunged towards him, voicing her grievances as if wronged, "You really scared me to death, I rushed back here overnight as soon as I heard you were injured..."
Han Luoli sidestepped to avoid her.
Wen Mu's missed embrace darkened her eyes for a moment, and then she said, "Don't you know I've been so worried about you... I've been waiting for you to wake up..."
Contrasting with the woman's agitation, the man's posture remained unchanged; his angular features turned colder with each line.
Tinged with a chilling fierceness, Huanhuan, he lowered his voice, "Who gave you the right to appear before me?!"
The empty corridor fell into a dead silence.
The blood in Wen Mu's hands felt as if it had solidified, rendering them stiff and immovable.
In the vast space, only the heartbeat remained.
Thump! Thump! Thump! As if it was going to burst at any moment.
She could feel the muscle power surging beneath the man's loose hospital gown, as if ready to pounce, and even the slightest overstep from her could bring unimaginable punishment.
"I'm just worried about you..."
Han Luoli sneered, his piercing black gaze swept over the woman, his brows tainted with impatience, and he grabbed her slender wrist and yanked her outside without mercy.