After reading my heart, Mr. Fu doesn't even want Bai Yueguang anymore

After Sima Han sent Sima Yue back to the villa, he turned around and left because he had an important cooperation to discuss today.

At the door of the five-star hotel box, a man came forward and said respectfully, "Fourth Master, our boss has been waiting for a long time."

Sima Han nodded at him, pushed the door open and walked in.

In the next box, Wen Lu was sitting on pins and needles. She really didn't know what Xiang Tianye was up to. He had made it very clear when they first met, so what did he mean now?

Originally, she didn't want to come to the appointment, but she didn't expect that he would invite her parents. It was really shameless.

"Tianye, I heard that you not only have your own business now, but also run your sports car shop very well. You are really a promising young man!" Father Wen said to Xiang Tianye with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiang Tianye's eyes drifted towards Wen Lu intentionally or unintentionally, with a faint smile on his lips, and responded: "Uncle, you are too kind. Next, I plan to open a science and technology museum, integrate new technologies, and develop artificial intelligence."

Hearing this, Wen Lu's parents looked at Xiang Tianye with eyes full of approval and appreciation, as if they had already regarded him as the best son-in-law.

Wen Lu felt extremely annoyed by this. She really had no interest in Xiang Tianye.

Although he is handsome and rich, she is not short of money. As for handsome men, there are many of them. As she spoke, Sima Han's face appeared in her mind.

She herself was confused, not knowing why she suddenly thought of him, and an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart. To hide her inner panic, she quickly picked up the red wine in front of her and drank it all.

Then he stood up and said, "Dad, Mom, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Wen Lu's parents wanted to say something, but she didn't give them a chance to speak and ran away quickly with her bag.

"what--"

Wen Lu didn't expect that she would bump into someone while escaping. Seeing her body falling backwards, she was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes and covered her cheeks tightly, for fear of falling on her face.

When Sima Han saw this scene, a hint of doubt flashed across his originally cold eyes.

Isn't this woman my friend? Is she mentally ill? Why is she leaning back and covering her face? Is she afraid of heights and can't look?

Sima Han's assistant was no longer surprised by this scene. Over the years, there were too many women who threw themselves into the arms of his Fourth Master. Although the Fourth Master could just reach out and catch them to prevent them from getting hurt, who was the Fourth Master? How could he give them a chance?

Wen Lu fell to the ground, hitting her hips and elbows, and she gasped in pain.

"Hiss~ I hit Ma Gen, it hurts."

Seeing her silly look, Sima Han was thinking about a question in his mind: high IQ is not contagious, so is low IQ contagious?

Sima Yue lived in the same house with him, and he didn't seem to be very thoughtful. The friends she made were all like this, which made him very worried.

Wen Lu stood up with difficulty, and when she looked up and saw Sima Han, she was completely stunned.

No way, the person she just bumped into was Sima Han? It's over!

Seeing Sima Han's cold gaze falling on her, Wen Lu suddenly felt despair, tears almost bursting out of her eyes, and her heartbeat began to accelerate, almost catching up with the speed of her typing on the keyboard, more than two hundred beats a minute, and then she fainted.

Sima Han didn't expect that the person would faint as soon as she stood up. He didn't want to lend a hand at first, but he was afraid that she would fall on her head and blame him, so he caught her at the last moment.

"Let's go to the hospital."

The assistant beside him witnessed all this and could not help but be stunned, thinking: Is this the iron tree blooming? Finally, he felt a little pity for the woman.

Sima Han looked at her peaceful face, feeling indescribable in his heart. He looked at the hand that had just touched her waist and immediately frowned. This woman's face looked round and a little baby fat, but why was she so thin? She felt like cotton when he held her, so light and fluttery. No wonder she fainted.

After a careful examination, the doctor found that the person Sima Han brought was fine, but he didn't know how to tell him, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

Sima Han leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs, and tapped his knees lightly with his slender fingers, giving a full sense of oppression.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

His voice was cold and low, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. In just two seconds, the doctor felt a chill on his back and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Fourth Master, this young lady is actually in good health and has no problems."

Sima Han heard this and glanced at Wen Lu lying on the bed, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Then why did she suddenly faint? Isn't it because of malnutrition?"

The doctor looked embarrassed upon hearing this. After a moment's hesitation, he replied, "Fourth Master, being thin doesn't mean she's malnourished. This young lady's physical indicators are all normal and she's perfectly healthy. As for the fainting you mentioned, it could have been caused by shock or excitement."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he felt the murderous intent and was so scared that he immediately lowered his head.

Shocked, thrilled? She fainted just after seeing him. Could it be that she was so scared of him?

At this moment, Sima Han's expression was extremely ugly. He raised his eyes to look at Wen Lu, his gaze growing even colder.

"Fourth Master, no... if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Sima Han didn't look at him, but just waved his hand. Seeing this, the doctor immediately wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and walked out quickly as if escaping.

Perhaps the sound of the door closing startled Wen Lu. She slowly opened her eyes, and when her gaze fell on the ceiling, she seemed a little confused.

Isn't she in the hotel? Where is this?

She sat up in confusion, looked around, and finally turned her head to look at Sima Han, and suddenly screamed in fright.

"what--"

Sima Han turned to his assistant and said, "Go out and guard the door. Don't let anyone in."

"Yes!" the assistant responded, then turned and left the room, closing the door.

Wen Lu clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, staring at him intently, her eyes full of fear.

He exuded a chilling aura and approached her step by step.

As he got closer, Wen Lu's heartbeat became more and more violent. She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and she held the quilt in her hands even tighter.

"Fourth... Fourth Master, I didn't mean to... bump into you on purpose."

Wen Lu explained tremblingly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, but she started to stutter because she was too nervous.

I remember the first time we met up close was when I met Sima Yue. When he came to pick up Sima Yue, although his aura was very strong, Fu Beichen and the others were there so she was not very scared.

Ever since Sima Yue said that he was her ideal type last time, she started to panic. After all, Sima Han's reputation for ruthlessness was known to everyone in the capital. Later, out of curiosity, she went to look him up, which made her even more panicked.

Sima Han saw that her eyes were staring at him pitifully and helplessly like a little deer, as if he were a jackal, tiger or leopard. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. She was so brave and dared to throw herself into his arms. She was really looking for death.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Wen Lu's palms were sweating with nervousness. At this moment, she found the phone next to the pillow, picked it up immediately, and threatened him, "Don't come over here! If you bully me, I will call the police."

Sima Han nonchalantly held her wrist with one hand. Wen Lu found that she couldn't struggle at all. His palm was like a pair of pliers, clamping her hand tightly.

"Call the police?" Sima Han's cold voice sounded in front of her, scaring her so much that she trembled all over.

"I...I was just joking."

Sima Han didn't expect her to back down so quickly, so he asked her, "What's your purpose in approaching me?"

Wen Lu was originally nervous and scared, but after hearing this, she seemed to know that he had misunderstood and immediately began to explain.

"Fourth Master, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to get close to you. I was just having dinner in the box next to yours, and I bumped into you when I came out in a hurry."

Sima Han stared at her eyes sharply, as if he wanted to see through her. Wen Lu took a deep breath and met his gaze.

"Fourth Master, I'm not lying. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to check. I really didn't mean to do it. If I hurt you, I can pay for your medical expenses."

Wen Lu looked at him seriously, her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Sima Han shook off her hand and said, "No need. How could you possibly hurt me with your small body?"

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the ward.

Wen Lu breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the door close.