Unbridled, Depraved

Shen Qianhe and Xie Jincheng rushed to the city hospital. As soon as they pushed the door open, they saw this scene:

Gu Wanwan was massaging Song Yubai's shoulders. There was a fruit plate full of fruits on the small table next to him. Song Yubai was half lying on the bed, enjoying Gu Wanwan's massage. He leisurely opened his mouth waiting for fruits to be fed to him, while playing games with his fingers flying.

Very comfortable.

When Shen Qianhe gently pushed open the door of the ward, Gu Wanwan's face immediately blossomed with an excitement that was difficult to conceal. She was about to step forward, but unexpectedly, Song Yubai's slightly exaggerated cough froze her steps in mid-air.

"Go on, Gu Wanwan."

There was a hint of teasing in Song Yubai's voice, as if reminding her of some unspoken obligation.

"Oh..."

Gu Wanwan looked reluctant, but had no choice but to continue the massage.

Shen Qianhe stood at the door, frowning slightly, her heart full of doubts. She cast an inquiring look at Gu Wanwan: [What's going on? ]

Gu Wanwan curled her lips slightly and responded with a helpless look: [Oh, don’t mention it! ]

Xie Jincheng took two steps into the ward, saw Song Yu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and joked: "The injury is quite serious. Have you found out who did it? Do you need me to help?"

Song Yubai glanced at Gu Wanwan who was concentrating on massaging his shoulders, and a nonchalant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He replied nonchalantly: "We are checking it out. Don't worry, I don't need a big Buddha like you to intervene for my minor injury."

When Gu Wanwan heard this, she couldn't help but increase the strength in her hands.

"Be gentle, Gu Wanwan, are you pinching my shoulders or torturing me?"

Gu Wanwan apologized: "I'm sorry, I'll be gentler."

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows in understanding, turned around and walked to the sofa in the ward, sat down gracefully, and watched the show.

"Excuse me, Mr. Song, I have something to say to Wanwan."

Shen Qianhe nodded politely to Song Yubai, then stepped forward, gently held Gu Wanwan's arm, and quietly left the ward with her.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Shen Qianhe couldn't wait to ask: "What happened just now?"

Shen Qianhe looked concerned, "He knows?"

Gu Wanwan was dejected, with helplessness written all over her face, "Yesterday I accidentally lost the ring my mother left for me, and he picked it up."

"what!"

Shen Qianhe was startled, and quickly looked at Gu Wanwan's hand carefully, "Is it the sachet ring?"

Gu Wanwan uttered “hmm” weakly.

"It's okay. At worst, I'll take the blame for the beating! I'll help you get the ring back when we get in. For Xie Jincheng's sake, he won't do anything to me."

Shen Qianhe touched Gu Wanwan's head and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, I promise to get it back for you!"

"But...Chizuru baby, I want to get the ring back myself."

Gu Wanwan raised her head and sniffed: "Actually, there is one more thing I haven't told you."

Shen Qianhe: "What's the matter?"

Gu Wanwan: "I told you before that I have had a crush on an older brother for a long time, do you remember?"

Shen Qianhe recalled, "I remember, he can play the violin. When your mother passed away, you went to the rooftop every day to listen to him play the violin."

Speaking of this, Shen Qianhe's eyes widened.

"That violinist you've had a crush on for so many years..."

"Could it be Song Yubai?!"

The blush on Gu Wanwan's face became more obvious, and she lowered her head shyly, "Well...it's him..."