At night, the two of them lay side by side on the small companion bed in the hospital room.
The room was filled with a faint sll of disinfectant. They shared a blanket, and because the bed was narrow, Ji Wei was held tightly in Mo Qian’s arms.
She was so attracted to the warmth of the man’s embrace, hugging his strong waist tightly, her face pressed against his burning chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.
"Mo Qian, mom might still be upset about helping Zhao Wanfang. She seed really angry when she left. I’m worried she’ll always have a chip on her shoulder and her attitude towards will revert to how it used to be."
Ji Wei expressed her concerns.
"I’ll find so ti to talk to her, don’t worry too much." The man gently comforted her, holding her even closer.
"Today Zhao Wanqing told she’s staying at the Gu Family to repay Chairman Gu’s kindness, it’s entirely not what we suspected."
"Dad also ntioned this, but mom doesn’t believe it, thinking it’s a fabricated excuse."
"..."
Nan Huiru’s personality is indeed stubborn in so aspects. Once she is convinced of sothing, she won’t believe otherwise unless she sees it herself. When Nan Huiru excessively trusted Zhu Jianian and made things difficult for her daughter-in-law, it was the sa story.
"Mo Qian...what are you doing?"
Ji Wei suddenly felt the hem of her nightgown being lifted, and a warm hand was placed on her stomach, causing her to cry out in surprise.
"Does it hurt here?" Mo Qian asked in a deep voice, his palm gently rubbing her abdon.
Ji Wei raised her head in surprise from his embrace: "You know I would feel pain?"
"Most won have so nstrual troubles," Mo Qian replied casually.
Ji Wei shook her head, initially thinking he rembered sothing, but it seed she was overthinking.
"No, I’m considered quite lucky among won. I rarely get bothered by nstrual pain, just occasionally a slight ache."
"Hmm."
The man responded, but his hand didn’t move from her abdon. The warmth of his palm there was very comfortable.
The snow in the London night gradually thickened, the temperature dropped sharply. If she weren’t cuddled up with Mo Qian for warmth, Ji Wei estimated she would be shivering from the cold.
The hospital room was extrely quiet, and she quickly fell asleep embracing him.
However, Mo Qian wasn’t able to fall asleep easily, holding the warm and soft woman without being able to do anything, he once again felt the unbearable tornt.
The long night was indeed torturous.
The London morning was a vast expanse of white snow outside, and suddenly the hospital room door was pushed open.
Nan Huiru stood at the doorway in her thick mink coat, she first glanced at the hospital bed, then her sharp gaze moved to the small bed on the other side.
Seeing the indistinct outline of the two embraced under the blanket, her brow furrowed deeply, and a surge of unexplained anger rose in her heart.
So indiscreet!
In a public place like the hospital, sleeping while holding each other, what kind of behavior is this!
Nan Huiru tightly clenched her hands in her palms, stepping heavily toward the small bed, she said sternly with a cold face: "Aren’t you planning to get up? The doctor will co for rounds soon, how would it look then!"
Mo Qian opened his eyes first upon hearing the voice, a trace of displeasure flashed in his deep eyes, then he silently threw off the blanket and got out of bed, grabbing the clothes next to him to put on.
"Ji Wei was exhausted yesterday, let her sleep a bit more." He glanced at the still sleeping woman, speaking in a tone that left no room for objection.
Exhausted?
Shaless!
Nan Huiru completely misunderstood Mo Qian’s words, assuming Ji Wei was too indiscreet doing that thing last night, exhausted to the point of not being able to get out of bed.
She glared at the woman still soundly asleep on the bed, snorted coldly from her nose, and walked away brimming with anger.
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