Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

"Silly girl, why didn't you tell me you were hungry?"

Gu Zhao's chest vibrated, he chuckled, and scratched her nose: "Why are you so cute? Are you starving?"

"I, I'm not actually hungry..."

Wu Yue felt even sweeter in her heart and shook her head subconsciously.

Then my stomach made another noise.

Gu Zhao's smile deepened, and he said, "Go eat first! If you don't eat, how can you take care of me, a patient? I'll be heartbroken if you starve."

"What about you?" Wu Yue couldn't help but hesitate.

She went to eat, what should Gu Zhao do?

He had just had a minor operation and couldn't eat for 24 hours.

"I'm not hungry." Gu Zhao smiled and rubbed the top of her head: "Besides, I can't eat. You go eat, I'm fine, there are nurses!"

Wu Yue was indeed hungry, and nodded when she heard this.

After taking care of him in every way, she went downstairs to eat.

The elevator light turned on and headed down. Ruan Weisi stared at the indicator light for a long time before raising his hand and pushing open the door of the ward.

A worried expression appeared on her face, tears welled up in her eyes. She stepped forward quickly, her voice like a nightingale: "Gu Zhao, I heard you were injured. Are you okay?"

"Wei Si? Why are you here?"

Gu Zhao's expression changed slightly. He subconsciously glanced at the door of the ward and said in a deep voice, "You didn't run into Wu Yue, did you?"

"I, I heard that you were injured and I'm concerned about you..."

As if startled by his attitude, Ruan Weisi stood there, her face pale, looking at him timidly: "I saw Miss Wu take the elevator downstairs before I came in. I didn't let her see me..."

Seeing that she was thorough, Gu Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression softened: "That's good."

"Gu Zhao, are you in pain?" Ruan Weisi stepped forward quickly, tears streaming down her face as she choked, "I'm so scared. What would I do if something happened to you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Gu Zhao, feeling very touched by her tears, raised the corners of his lips and said lightly, "It's just a minor injury. If it weren't for this injury, how could Wu Yue forgive me?"

"You, are you saying that you planned what happened today?"

Ruan Weisi was startled. He didn't expect to hear such explosive news. His eyes widened immediately: "This..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Zhao's face became serious and he warned: "Don't let this matter be revealed."

"I, I won't tell."

Isn’t this attitude a tacit agreement?

Ruan Weisi covered his mouth and shook his head repeatedly, several thoughts quickly passing through his mind.

Then, his face showed worry, his eyes red as he said, "But even so, you shouldn't neglect your body... That's a knife! What if something happens?"

"If you want to get something, you have to pay first." Gu Zhao said indifferently: "It's worth it to get Wu Yue's trust in exchange for a knife."

Not wanting to mention it again, he pinched Ruan Weisi's chin with one hand and raised the corners of his lips ambiguously: "You can't wait to come see me, do you miss me? Hmm?"

Ruan Weisi's face suddenly turned red, and her little fist landed lightly on his shoulder, her voice soft and gentle: "You hate..."

Having said that, she still leaned over and offered her her sweet lips.

An ambiguous sound of water was heard in the ward.

A few days later, Wu Zheng and Wu Yue came to express their gratitude, bringing gifts.

Ruan Xingchen's attitude was normal and he didn't say much the whole time. Most of the time, it was Huo Yan and Wu Zheng who were exchanging pleasantries.

Since Wu Yue had said before that this matter could be turned into Wu's gratitude to Huo's, she had nothing to be shy about.

Husband and wife are one, and Mrs. Wu's provision of convenience to Mrs. Huo can be considered as a way of repaying her.

Since Wu Yue didn't want to continue their personal relationship, there was certainly no need for her to force anything.

Instead, Wu Yue looked at her calm face several times, wanting to say something but stopping himself, with a somewhat sad look in his eyes.

"Ms. Ruan, it's my sister who is ignorant."

Wu Zheng was a little embarrassed to watch, so he leaned back on the sofa with a curled lip and said with a faint smile: "Thanks for your tolerance several times. I hope you don't mind."

"Nothing. Didn't Mr. Wu already pay the fee?"

Ruan Xingchen remained calm and smiled calmly, saying, "The thank-you gift from the Wu family is generous enough to repay the favor."

The more upper-class a person is, the less they like to owe favors to others.

The most frightening thing about doing a favor is not knowing how to repay it in the future.

Everyone is happy to return the money on the spot and make a small profit.

She made such a clear distinction that it made Wu Yue's heart ache. She bit her lip and whispered, "Ms. Ruan..."

"Miss Wu, do you have anything else to say?" Ruan Xingchen looked at her with a polite smile on his face.

Her attitude was very good. She was not harsh at all because of her rude and even ungrateful words that day. Her attitude was gentle and appropriate.

But he was also distant and cold, less approachable than before, and the smile on his face was more formal.

Wu Yue's heart was filled with pain, her eyes were covered with a faint mist, and there was an indescribable emptiness in her heart.

She always felt like she had lost something, and reached out to hold on to it, but to no avail.

She lowered her head dejectedly and shook her head gently: "No, I just... wanted to say thank you to you in person again, and... I'm sorry."

Her eyes were red.