The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

In a hospital, in a ward.

Lin Xiaomo seems to be caught in a dilemma now, she has no choice but now there is another Mo Ran!

She frowned and really didn't know what to do!

If she had attended Moran's concert that day, the reports would have flooded the sky and pushed her to the forefront of public opinion, but if she hadn't appeared...would he really cancel that important concert?

Lin Xiaomo now only hopes that he said it casually.

At this time, Ye Han had already opened his eyes, and from his angle, he could see her on the sofa with her head lowered.

"What are you doing?" His voice floated slowly, revealing a trace of laziness.

Hearing the sound, Lin Xiaomo immediately looked up at him, her eyes slightly startled.

"Are you awake?" She stood up and walked towards the hospital bed, trying to hide her chaotic emotions, and asked, "Do you need anything?"

Yehan didn't speak either, just bent his elbows to sit up a little.

Lin Xiaomo hurried to help him, and said, "Don't move around, Doctor Fang said that your ribs were injured and you need to rest, just tell me if you need anything."

Ye Han listened to her concern for him, and the tension in his eyes came from the heart!

She obviously cared about him, but she wanted to suppress the emotion in her heart. This woman, while torturing herself, was torturing him at the same time!

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaomo felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, feeling weird.

Yehan still didn't speak, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and with a firm hand, she sat down beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xiaomo was startled by his actions.

Ye Han took her into his arms again, so that she could lean against his chest.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xiaomo was obviously panicked and wanted to sit up, but he hugged her tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Hush! Don't talk, just sleep like this for a while." Yehan said in a warm voice, with a hint of coaxing in his voice.

Lin Xiaomo still struggled, "I'm not tired."

Yehan said again, "If you continue to move around, I will really get hurt more and more."

Lin Xiaomo immediately calmed down, and leaned on his chest, not daring to move any more, but still said sullenly, "You know you're hurt, why don't you let me go?"

She was a little annoyed, but she couldn't act rashly at this time.

Yehan said, "If I could let go easily, I would have let go a long time ago. Don't you realize that I am relying on you now?"

And when such words came out of his mouth, Lin Xiaomo's heart was shocked, he actually said that he relied on her!

Touched, it flooded her heart in an instant, and she suddenly had the urge to cry.

"I'm not as good as you imagined." She murmured, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Yehan laughed lightly, his tone still gentle like a puddle of spring water, he said, "Fool, I'm the one chasing you now, shouldn't you consider me, okay?"

"But I..." She wants to say that she is not good enough for her. A woman who has nothing has lived for 25 years and doesn't even know who her father is. How can such a failed and incomplete life stand up? With such a dazzling him?

"Shh! Don't say anything that makes me sad. I'm a patient now, and I can't be stimulated. And..." He said slowly, and looked at the woman crouching in his arms with slightly lowered eyes, "If this When you choose to run away, I will still chase after you, but when I catch you, my feet may be limping."