Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life Chapter 548 - 547: Am I Worth It?

Lin Wanwan never thought that soone would love her so deeply, so attentively, yet so silently.

She was turned into stone by this galaxy, her mind a blank.

Am I worthy of being loved like this...

The sound of sobbing echoed in the music room, and Ye Yinyin stepped forward, embracing Lin Wanwan and gently stroking her back.

At five feet nine, she held Lin Wanwan like a mother holding a child.

"Wanwan, I don’t know if you have a boyfriend right now, but if you don’t, please give Shouyue a chance, try it out, maybe he’s really suitable for you?"

Lin Wanwan just cried, unable to answer.

Ye Yinyin didn’t let Lin Wanwan go to the hospital, but Lin Wanwan still went alone.

Approaching the ward, a man in black sitting at the door glanced at Lin Wanwan and whispered, "Miss Lin?"

Lin Wanwan wondered how he knew her, but looking at his attire, seed to understand: "Are you Aunt Ye’s driver?"

The man in black nodded, "Yes, driver and bodyguard. Madam said you might co, please go in."

He opened the door to the single-patient room for Lin Wanwan, who softly thanked him and walked inside.

Lu Shouyue, lying on the hospital bed, was indeed still asleep, his face pale, his brows slightly furrowed even in slumber, beneath his thick lashes was a faint bluish shadow, and his prominent nose ford a perfect arc, looking dinsional even while lying down.

Lin Wanwan stood by the bed, her gaze falling on the back of his hand with blue pinholes and sighed softly.

It was just this soft sigh that awoke the person lying there.

"Wanwan? Is it really you?"

Lin Wanwan panicked, instinctively stepping back, tongue-tied, unsure of what to say.

Lu Shouyue sat up, his initial delight turning into calm, as if coming to his senses, he asked quite distantly: "How did you get here? Who told you? My mom?"

His brows furrowed as if annoyed by soone’s ddling.

Lin Wanwan bowed her head, not answering the question, just asking him, "Are you okay? Where are you injured?"

Lu Shouyue didn’t even look at Lin Wanwan, replying indifferently: "Concussion, shaking a bit makes much clearer."

What the hell are you talking about? You fool.

Lu Shouyue cursed himself inwardly.

Listening to Lu Shouyue’s cold words, Lin Wanwan bit her lip, her mind turning into mush.

She could feel that Lu Shouyue was different in her heart, but...

Because they both had too much on their minds, they had less to say.

The awkward silence lasted for a while before the entry of an old doctor, with a pen in his pocket and two young doctors following behind, broke the silence.

"Xiao Lu, I’ll do a simple check-up for you, it won’t take long."

Lin Wanwan stepped aside, wanting to turn and flee imdiately, but unable to move her feet.

Monts later, the old doctor finished the check-up, smiling and said: "Recovery is pretty good, if you want to be discharged, you can do so today."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle He."

"No problem, just don’t always stay up late in the future, driving is dangerous." After the advice, the doctor, He, glanced once more at Lin Wanwan, then smiled and left with the others.

Lin Wanwan said: "Teacher Lu, then have a good rest, I’ll leave first."

"Wait!" Lu Shouyue stopped her, his gaze finally resting on her. After watching her for a while, he said, "Forget it, you can go."

Lin Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

At the elevator, Lin Wanwan took out her phone, opened WeChat, and looked at the conversation box where Lu Shouyue blocked her, tentatively sending a ssage.

Prompted to send a friend request first, she clicked to apply.

When she exited the elevator, the chat page read, "You have added Yue, and can now start chatting."

Of course, she didn’t know what to chat, so Lin Wanwan pocketed her phone and quickly left the hospital building.

Lu Shouyue handled the discharge procedures himself that day and in the evening, after dining with his parents and grandmother at his grandmother’s house, he returned to his own place in the bulletproof BMW X5 his grandmother appointed him a driver for.

After showering, he unconsciously entered the music room, stood for a while before the ancient zither Lin Wanwan sold him, suddenly sensing a difference in the room.

He had a thought, took out his phone, opened the surveillance software in the room, and replayed the recordings of the past two days.

Soon, he saw the footage of his mother entering the music room last night.

At that mont, all Lu Shouyue’s blood seed to rush to his head, filled with extre sha.

"Damn it!" An involuntary curse burst out, wishing he had locked the door at all tis.

He clicked and clicked, opting for fast playback, and soon saw the second person who embarrassed him - Lin Wanwan.

Seeing her enter the music room made his hand grip the phone tight, his legs limp, he collapsed onto the nearby sofa, one hand pinching his chin, the other continuing to watch the surveillance at normal speed.

Not long in the footage, Lin Wanwan stood by the wall where her sketches were hung.

He zood in on her face, seeing on her face in turn shock, emotion, sadness, tears streaming, a breakdown of emotions.

Subsequently, his mother walked in, closed the curtains, Lin Wanwan’s crying grew louder, and his mother embraced her.

Lu Shouyue amplified the sound from the recording, repeatedly replaying that clip.

He never heard Lin Wanwan’s response, just her continuous sobbing.

Lu Shouyue let out a bitter smile, tossed aside his phone, leaned back against the sofa, motionless.

A while later, he softly uttered: "Wanwan, why do you tornt so?"

anwhile, Lin Wanwan had returned to Great Tang, recovered from her illness, yet more emotionally depressed than ever.

The sky in Great Tang was starting to brighten.

Lin Wanwan sat dazedly by the window, her mind endlessly replaying the "galaxy" scene she saw.

After a long ti, there was a knock at the door: "Mistress, are you up yet?"

Lin Wanwan wiped her tears, steadied her breath: "I’m up, co in."

Hong Yan and Yun Shang, one carrying hot water, the other smiling, entered in succession.

Seeing Lin Wanwan dressed thinly, sitting by the open window, the two maids exclaid: "Mistress, be careful not to catch a cold again."

Yun Shang hurriedly fetched a quilted brocade robe to help Lin Wanwan dress.

Usually dressing herself, today Lin Wanwan passively accepted Yun Shang’s assistance with a gloomy expression.

Being skilled at observing, Yun Shang already sensed Lin Wanwan’s disappointnt and adjusted her actions with more respect and care, though she didn’t understand why.

Clearly before bed last night, wasn’t Mistress happily practicing calligraphy with Xiao Mingfu? How did a single night change her mood completely?