For a mont, the room was left with just Tan Shuya and the man in front of her, wearing a white coat, looking quite handso, probably in his late twenties to early thirties.
Seeing the servant leave, Tan Shuya suddenly seed to breathe a sigh of relief, directly focusing her gaze on the man in front of her. Her expression softened considerably, and she directly asked, "Why did you co over today?"
Jiang Yingjie walked directly behind Tan Shuya, helped her push the wheelchair a bit inward, only stopping when they reached the sofa, before sitting down on the sofa opposite her and lightly saying, "Naturally, Lu Jingchen told soone to call to co over; that’s why I’m here. Why, don’t you want to see now?"
Tan Shuya’s expression subtly changed. She looked at Jiang Yingjie earnestly and quickly explained, "I never said I didn’t want to see you. It’s just that we shouldn’t et too frequently now. If others find out about our relationship, won’t our plan be ruined?"
Jiang Yingjie looked at Tan Shuya in front of him and believed her words, though... he hadn’t completely let down his guard with her; there were tis he needed to be cautious.
He didn’t continue the topic, instead looked down at her legs, then asked, "In a few days, the stitches on your wound can be removed, and then you won’t need the wheelchair and can walk slowly on your own..."
"Can I choose to continue using the wheelchair?" Tan Shuya interrupted before he could finish speaking.
Jiang Yingjie was taken aback, instinctively asking, "Why?"
Tan Shuya glanced down at her legs, a sowhat enigmatic smile on her face, and softly said, "Do you think that if my legs heal, Gu Xize will co to see less often?"
Jiang Yingjie was stunned by her words and quickly understood her aning. After thinking for a mont, he said, "You should know that for the past five years, Lu Jingchen has remained unmoved, and it’s hard for him to have feelings for you now. Even if he does, do you think you can get everything you want from that man?"
Regarding Tan Shuya, Jiang Yingjie had invested quite a lot of emotion, but in front of Tan Shuya’s desires, his affection failed to capture her attention.
Jiang Yingjie naturally understood that in all this, no one would prioritize emotions, especially Tan Shuya.
Tan Shuya, as the only daughter of the Tan Family, was raised and taught by Mr. Tan himself, learning all the principles and naturally taught so cunning.
Perhaps because her appearance was too captivating and not particularly sharp or harsh-looking, many couldn’t really understand what kind of person she was.
Except for him... Jiang Yingjie.
Who would have thought that Tan Shuya had been a couple with Jiang Yingjie when she studied abroad?
However, Tan Shuya didn’t think much of Jiang Yingjie. Even though she didn’t favor him, she wouldn’t be direct about it, instead using others’ love for her to make them do things she couldn’t do herself.
Tan Shuya looked up at Jiang Yingjie in front of her, smiling as she said, "There’s no certainty, after all, I made all the necessary preparations later. Moreover, if it wasn’t for my saving him, no one knows what would have happened; he knows better than anyone that I’m his savior."
Jiang Yingjie looked at Tan Shuya, who was already showing so stubbornness, and for a mont didn’t know what to say.
...
When Song Qiao woke up, she just felt incredibly hungry, her nose filled with the sll of disinfectant, leaving her montarily confused about where she was.
Frowning slightly, she opened her eyes to look at the ceiling in front of her, for a mont not adjusting to the light, instinctively closing them again.
"Awake?"
Before Song Qiao could open her eyes again, a man’s deep, familiar voice ca to her ears.
Instantly, her body froze as if struck by a pressure point, afraid to move or open her eyes, ntally chanting, ’It’s a hallucination, hallucination... hallu... cination...’
However, the man seed to know what she was thinking, bluntly continuing to speak, "Since you’re awake, get up. I bought you so porridge."
Song Qiao abruptly opened her eyes, turning her head to see the man sitting by the hospital bed, looking down at her, her gaze locking onto his deep eyes.
Rembering being taken to the police station before passing out, her mory flooded back.
Instinctively, she turned her head to avoid the man’s gaze, but her heart was filled with anger. She sat up, glared at the man in front of her, and spoke angrily, "Lu Jingchen, was it you who had taken to the police station? Are you crazy?! What did I do to you that you have to send to the police station? If you don’t like , you should have said so earlier."
The man continued to sit there with an indifferent expression, allowing her to continue shouting.
Once she finished venting, the man stood up, opened a thermos containing porridge, filling the room with its aroma.
Song Qiao looked at the man immune to her objections, feeling incredibly annoyed, wishing she could grab sothing and throw it at him to see if he reacted.
Lu Jingchen poured a bowl of porridge from the thermos, then returned to sit by the hospital bed, gently saying, "The doctor said you fainted from hunger and gave you glucose. Drink this porridge first."
Song Qiao blushed uncomfortably upon hearing his words, an overwhelming sense of awkwardness washing over her.
Fainting... from hunger...
Before passing out, she was indeed exceedingly hungry, but she never imagined she’d actually faint from hunger, which was incredibly embarrassing... especially considering the man before her was her so-called ex-husband whom she intended to return to et in her best condition but hadn’t expected to faint before him, and from hunger...
At this mont, Song Qiao just wanted to hide.
She felt completely ashad before the man...
Lu Jingchen seed oblivious to her embarrassnt, used a ceramic spoon to scoop up a portion, and gently offered it to her, saying, "The owner of the coffee shop you frequent made it. Try it..."
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