This kind of smile was filled with thick sarcasm, "Because you have a boyfriend?"
"So what if I do." Mu Zhenzhen replied almost defiantly.
She regretted it a little as soon as she spoke.
Because the indoor temperature, which was quite warm just now, seed to suddenly drop.
If the air conditioner didn’t still show a real-ti temperature of twenty-four degrees, one might even suspect that the room’s temperature had dropped to zero.
"What if I insist on disrespecting you?"
The man radiated a dangerous aura from head to toe.
"You dare!"
Mu Zhenzhen bit her lip tightly.
She stayed here in good faith to take care of him, and he dared try anything with her—would he still be human then?
"Where did your thoughts wander? You look like a chaste maiden."
Suddenly, the man removed his hands from around her and strode towards the hospital bed.
Mu Zhenzhen’s face visibly blushed, then she turned back and glared at him fiercely.
"But, Huo Jiaqi should know about our past relations, right? Did you tell him that you’ve been taking care of at the hospital recently?"
The man sat lazily by the bedside, his long legs stretched out—even when wearing a hospital gown, he looked quite stylish.
"No."
Mu Zhenzhen wasn’t good at lying.
She frowned imdiately and answered truthfully.
As for whether Huo Jiaqi knew about her past with Mo Xingyuan, she wasn’t sure.
But with the Huo Family’s capabilities, finding out her old affairs shouldn’t be difficult.
"Because you’re afraid?" the man chuckled lightly, "It seems you still care about our past relationship."
"Mo Xingyuan, stop distorting the truth and reversing black and white."
Mu Zhenzhen stood by the window, her brow furrowed even tighter.
She wasn’t afraid.
But it’s not because she cares deeply about that past.
She’s worried about Huo Jiaqi overthinking things and doesn’t want to make him anxious.
That’s why she didn’t tell him.
"Hah."
The man just let out a quiet laugh without saying anything.
The hospital room was silent for a long ti.
The man kept his gaze on the swirling snowflakes outside. After a long silence, he spoke again, "What do you plan to do when I’m discharged?"
"You’re planning to be discharged?"
Mu Zhenzhen looked over, sowhat astonished.
His body hadn’t fully recovered yet; she had asked his attending doctor that morning, and he couldn’t be discharged right away.
"Just answer my question."
The man still kept his gaze fixed outside.
His handso face was cold and arrogant. Ever since the car accident, he had shaved his beard, making his handso profile look like a character drawn in a manga.
"You’ll know then." Mu Zhenzhen didn’t want to look at him and swoon, so she imdiately turned her gaze outside.
The bleak snowflakes drifted and fell continuously.
But as soon as she averted her gaze, the man looked over at her.
"What if I pay ten tis more than a caregiver to hire you as my family doctor?"
The man asked as if he were quite earnest.
"Mo Xingyuan, you still don’t understand ."
Mu Zhenzhen’s answer caused his expression to slowly freeze, grow cold, and eventually beco expressionless.
"You don’t want money, so what do you want?"
"I told you, you’ll know then."
Mu Zhenzhen didn’t want to say those words to him now.
She had prepared those words long ago but would wait until he was discharged to tell him.
"What if I—don’t want to know?"
He showed no expression on his face, but within his icy, deep eyes lay a heaviness.
Mu Zhenzhen imdiately fell silent.
This wasn’t sothing he could simply choose not to know.
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