[GB] Boss Ruan, your husband doesn't want you anymore.

When Ruan Qian'an returned after buying drinks, she saw that the person had fallen asleep against the sofa.

The flickering light occasionally shone on him, making him appear hazy and gray.

Light and darkness alternate. This is Huo Jingmo, teetering on the edge of death.

Ruan Qian'an murmured softly, "Are you that tired? You were able to fall asleep in such a noisy environment."

She approached and stared at Huo Jingmo for a while without blinking.

She stretched out her slender, pale fingers to check Huo Jingmo's breath.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't pull her hand back. She traced his features in the air.

He didn't seem to be sleeping very soundly; his brow was furrowed deeply.

So she gently and softly covered his cheek, smoothing his eyebrows and eyes. Ruan Qian'an's expression was so serene and beautiful.

But at this moment, what flashed through her mind was Huo Jingmo's death.

Her eyes instantly turned bloodshot, as if she had returned to her past life where she was blinded by rage.

In her previous life, she snapped his neck with her own hands, without the slightest hesitation or reluctance, only pain and a torrent of emotions tearing her apart, making it difficult for her to continue normally.

Ruan Qian'an's hand slowly slid down, lingering for a moment on that delicate neck, but only tapped it a few times.

I just can't bring myself to do it.

Ruan Qian'an smiled faintly. In her previous life, she was grateful for the medicine they gave her, which rendered her incapable of thinking, leaving her with only immense hatred that made her bloodthirsty.

She gently sat back in her original position and softly brushed Huo Jingmo's head to rest on her shoulder.

"She's sleeping really soundly."

Ruan Qian'an picked up her drink with her other hand and sipped it gently. She stared quietly at the screen, the flickering light illuminating her face, which remained expressionless. Both of them looked gloomy.

Thanks to the medicine?

The screen went out, plunging the place into complete darkness, and Ruan Qian'an remained completely still.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Jingmo opened his eyes. He blinked, momentarily disoriented by the darkness that followed the end of the playback.

He asked, "What time is it?"

Ruan Qian'an glanced at her watch: "It's time to go home. It's getting late, almost eleven o'clock."

Huo Jingmo said incredulously, "Did I sleep for that long?"

Ruan Qian'an smiled and said, "If you weren't still breathing, I would have thought you were dead."

Huo Jingmo rubbed his head, feeling utterly exhausted and not at all like he'd had a proper rest, and said, "Let's go back."

Ruan Qian'an moved her shoulders, but maintaining this position made her very uncomfortable and even a little stiff.

Huo Jingmo frowned and started massaging Ruan Qian'an's shoulders: "Isn't this a downer? You can wake me up next time, you don't have to make yourself suffer like this."

Ruan Qian'an smiled sincerely: "What are you saying, Mr. Huo? I couldn't be happier."

Each time Huo Jingmo breathed softly on her neck, she felt that Huo Jingmo was truly alive.

Ruan Qian'an's hands trembled slightly. She looked down, wondering if she was excited or afraid.

Huo Jingmo smiled, then looked at Ruan Qian'an with displeasure: "Don't call me President Huo."

Ruan Qian'an chuckled upon hearing this: "Then what should I call you?"

Huo Jingmo lowered his head and said, "Um... I'll call you what you should call me."

Ruan Qian'an feigned confusion: "This? What should I call you?"

"Is it wrong to call you President Huo?"

Huo Jingmo said in a low voice, "We are already married, so you can't call me President Huo."

Ruan Qian'an: "Oh dear, I don't know who insisted on distancing themselves from me before. You weren't happy when I called you President Huo back then."

Huo Jingmo felt awkward upon hearing this and avoided looking at Ruan Qian'an.

Ruan Qian'an leaned closer to see Huo Jingmo's expression: "Are you shy? Or are you angry out of embarrassment?"

Huo Jingmo pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and finally uttered two words: "Husband."

Ruan Qian'an replied with a smile, "Yes, my husband is here."

Huo Jingmo quickly denied it: "No, I meant you called me husband!"

Ruan Qian'an, wanting to tease him, said, "No."

Huo Jingmo: "!"

Huo Jingmo's expression was not good. He opened his arms to Ruan Qian'an and said, "Let's go."

Ruan Qian'an knelt on one knee between Huo Jingmo and coaxed, "Oh, don't be angry."

Huo Jingmo said with a dark expression, "Then just call me."

Ruan Qian'an grinned: "Wife."

Huo Jingmo: "Of course not, you should call me husband!"

Ruan Qian'an couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahahaha..."

Huo Jingmo: "What are you laughing at?"

Ruan Qian'an laughed until tears streamed down her face: "No, it's nothing."

Ruan Qian'an stopped smiling, cupped his cheeks, and called him very seriously, "Husband."

She licked her lips, like a bewitching enchantress.

She whispered to him, "Husband~"

She whispered in his ear, "I'll make you happy and joyful, okay?"

Huo Jingmo coughed and used his hand to stop Ruan Qian'an from getting closer: "Let's go... let's go, let's not stay outside."

Ruan Qian'an: "Okay~"

She drew out the last syllable of her voice with a teasing tone, then moved closer to him and picked him up.

Huo Jingmo's cheeks flushed red, and his voice was muffled: "This position is too embarrassing."

Ruan Qian'an patted his bottom and reminded him, "Why is it shameful? It's not like we've never hugged like this before."

Huo Jingmo rested his chin on Ruan Qian'an's neck and whispered, "That's different."

Ruan Qian'an smiled: "Aren't you happy?"

Huo Jingmo: "I'm happy. I'm happy no matter how you treat me."

Ruan Qian'an chuckled and asked in return, "Really? That's good."

Ruan Qian'an smiled and supported his buttocks with both hands, with Huo Jingmo hanging on Ruan Qian'an's body.

The two faced each other, and Ruan Qian'an held Huo Jingmo as if he were a child.

Huo Jingmo's legs dangled down, swaying as he walked with Ruan Qian'an.

Huo Jingmo wrapped his arms around Ruan Qian'an and buried his head in her neck. This position made him feel very ashamed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Ruan Qian'an placed Huo Jingmo in the wheelchair, but Huo Jingmo still didn't let go and held on tightly to her.

Ruan Qian'an said jokingly, "Wife, are you reluctant to leave your husband's embrace?"

Huo Jingmo said with a serious expression, "I am your husband."

Ruan Qian'an raised an eyebrow, her eyes filled with a hint of teasing certainty, and said, "You are."

She pinched his sensitive spot and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Then he confidently said, "You are a husband who has been completely taken advantage of."

Huo Jingmo: "You! That's going too far."

He grabbed the hand that was causing the trouble, his eyes were a little red, he was angry and ashamed but helpless, and a sense of grievance rose in his heart.

He instantly regained his composure. Without even glancing at Ruan Qian'an, he maneuvered his wheelchair away; she understood absolutely nothing.

I'm already in that situation, so what's the harm in letting him have a few words to his advantage?

Ruan Qian'an looked at Huo Jingmo, whose expression changed so quickly, with a puzzled expression. "Huh?"

"Just leave like that?"

She crossed her arms and thought for a while, then sighed, "Troublesome."

Then he ran out and shouted at Huo Jingmo's back, "Wait for me!"