Zhang Hao had just left when a variety of speculative voices arose.
Every hospital worker who had seen him walking side by side with He Qianhui started gossiping in the work group.
Zhang Hao hadn’t even gotten into the car when he heard his phone ding-donging non-stop.
He probably guessed what the ssages were about.
He Qianhui hurried into the car and, seeing that he hadn’t followed, couldn’t help but ask curiously, "What’s wrong, aren’t we in a hurry?"
Zhang Hao shook his head and handed her his phone, "Take a look for , will you? See if it’s ssages from the work group."
He Qianhui uttered an "oh," entered the unlock code, four zeroes.
"Such a simple password, if soone stole your phone one day, they’d unlock it in no ti."
"It’s convenient this way," Zhang Hao answered offhandedly.
He Qianhui didn’t say anything and opened his WeChat to take a look. It was indeed the work group, and the latest ssage had arrived just a second ago.
"I’m going to open it," He Qianhui notified Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao started the car and did not stop her.
After all, what else could be there to talk about in a work group except for work stuff?
Reading those chat records, He Qianhui couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
"You colleagues are such gossips, I always thought dical workers were very serious people."
"The seriousness is just a facade, in private we’re all sorts of characters, you just haven’t seen it, sit tight," said Zhang Hao.
He Qianhui fastened her seat belt, the dark grey strap passing between her impressive peaks.
It made that area stand out sharply, and Zhang Hao, glancing sidewise, comnted softly, "Why are you wearing this dress today? It really shows off your figure, but it’s also very convenient."
He Qianhui put his phone to one side, "Convenient for what?"
Zhang Hao didn’t reply, but the corners of his mouth stayed upturned in a faint smile.
The wedding venue was at a luxurious hotel.
Lin Wan’s parents had also arrived early, celebrating the fact that their daughter was about to step into the hall of matrimony.
Zhang Hao, being both a colleague and a good friend, was entitled to go early and take a look at the bride.
Moreover, he brought He Qianhui along, entering and exiting these places with her.
Even if it wasn’t articulated, everyone pretty much knew what was going on between them.
But Zhang Hao didn’t pay much mind to that, letting people say what they wanted to say.
Finally, he saw Lin Wan in her wedding gown.
He Qianhui also offered words of blessing, but Lin Wan had always harbored feelings for Zhang Hao, so hearing He Qianhui’s blessings still left a sour taste in her heart.
The groom was busy greeting guests in front, unable to sense Lin Wan’s feelings at the mont.
"Xiaohui, wait for here, I’ll go and write the check."
He Qianhui nodded, but as soon as Zhang Hao left, Lin Wan sat up from the bed, and sent everyone else out of the room.
He Qianhui was about to follow them out when Lin Wan stopped her.
"Miss He, please stay a mont," Lin Wan said.
He Qianhui instinctively felt Lin Wan had sothing to say to her, choosing to speak one-on-one on her wedding day; He Qianhui admired her courage.
"Is there sothing you wanted, Miss Lin?"
"What exactly is your relationship with Zhang Hao?"
"What our relationship is, hasn’t he told you?"
"He said you’re his sister-in-law."
The smile on He Qianhui’s face was like a spring breeze.
"I am his sister-in-law. ’The elder sister-in-law is like a mother,’ isn’t it? What’s wrong with that?"
Lin Wan sneered, "But I feel like the way you two interact is more like boyfriend and girlfriend."
"But rest assured, now that I’m married today, I won’t have any inappropriate thoughts about him."
"I just want to resolve the doubts in my heart, and I hope Miss He can satisfy my curiosity."
"The nature of our relationship has always been to go with the flow, as long as he needs sothing, I et that need."
"But I also want to thank Miss Lin for providing for those needs when I wasn’t around."
Lin Wan thought back to the joyful tis she had spent with Zhang Hao, feeling imnsely satisfied.
Yet, being reminded of all this by the woman before her did not improve her mood.
"Stop talking, what’s the use of saying these things? Do you hope I’ll give up on today’s wedding?"
While she was speaking, there ca a knock on the door.
He Qianhui turned her head to glance and said, "No matter what happened before, today Miss Lin is going to beco the lawful wife of the man she loves."
"Zhang Hao and I sincerely wish you well, and beyond that, let bygones be bygones, let what has passed pass."
Lin Wan sat back down on the bed, pretending as if nothing had happened.
He Qianhui turned to open the door, only to see Zhang Hao walk in.
"Well, we are colleagues after all. I’ve written you a big gift voucher, and when it’s my turn to get married, I’ll welco you to co."
Hearing this, Lin Wan felt a tinge of bitterness in her heart.
But today she was the bride, and she couldn’t let her face show too much displeasure.
"Alright, when you get married, I’ll definitely attend in full dress, and I promise to write you an even bigger voucher."
"Good, that’s a deal. I won’t disturb you any longer then, we’ll be off first."
Zhang Hao, leading He Qianhui, ca out and asked, "Did Nurse Lin say anything to you?"
"She didn’t say much, don’t worry. She’s soone else’s bride now, not yours, so you don’t need to be so concerned about her feelings," said He Qianhui.
"Why should I worry about her? I’m worried about you. I’m afraid she said sothing unpleasant to you that might affect your good mood," he responded.
After speaking, Zhang Hao glanced at the ti, "We still have an hour before the ceremony, why don’t we go sowhere else for a stroll?"
Hearing Zhang Hao say this, He Qianhui beca cautious.
"Stroll sowhere else? Where are you planning to go?"
"You’ll know when we get there."
He Qianhui thought Zhang Hao might take her to so scenic spot, but he ended up leading her to the n’s restroom.
Upon entering, He Qianhui suddenly rembered what Zhang Hao had ntioned before about convenience.
It was true, the vintage gown she wore today had an A-line skirt.
And for the sake of appearance, she had deliberately worn a seamless underwear along with a pair of flesh-colored stockings.
"What are you bringing here for?"
He Qianhui didn’t want to go in.
"The mont I saw Lin Wan in her wedding dress, I couldn’t help but picture you in one, and now I’m finding it hard to control myself."
"Besides, don’t you think it’s exciting to have a little fun at soone else’s wedding?"
"If you don’t co in now, when people co later, it’ll be hard to explain."
Not wanting to lose face in front of Zhang Hao’s colleagues, He Qianhui eventually followed him inside.
Once they were sure there was no one else in the restroom, the two of them made their reckless moves in the furthest stall.
Given the special fabric of the dress, He Qianhui even took the trouble to take it off and hang it to the side.
"I should’ve told you to wear crotchless underwear before we left for work. Now, should I tear yours open?"
As soon as Zhang Hao ntioned this, He Qianhui turned around quickly, "No way, if you tear it... if you tear it, that would... "
Before she could finish her sentence, there was a ripping sound.
"Ah, you’re too late, it’s already torn, but don’t worry, the dress will cover it, and no one is going to look up between your legs, it’s alright."
Feeling a chill between her legs, He Qianhui had the urge to kill Zhang Hao!
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