A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
She finished eating before him.
After eating, go sit down and maintain the original posture.
Louis finished eating and continued painting.
It took Shi Jia much longer to complete the entire painting than expected. Zhiyun accompanied him in painting almost the entire day. He originally wanted to paint a person, but because he saw her sleeping, he couldn't help but paint her sleeping appearance as well, which is why it took so long.
After dinner, all the lights in the villa were turned on.
Zhiyun felt drowsy and soon fell asleep.
When she woke up, she was already in Louis' arms. She woke up when he was holding her, and when she opened her eyes completely, she was already in his arms.
"Louis."
Her voice was a little soft.
"Ali, I'll take you in to rest." He carried her inside.
Putting her on the bed, Louis took off her shoes and the shawl on her body and let her lie down.
Zhiyun opened her eyes and was no longer sleepy. She just watched him do all this silently. After he finished all this, he sat down beside her bed, quietly guarding her and watching her.
"Louis, can we shorten the time?" She wanted to discuss with him to see if the time could be shortened.
She wanted to see Han Qingrang.
"No." He denied it decisively. "Ali, there's no bargaining with me."
Zhiyun supported herself with her hands and sat up, leaning back and looking at him, "Your Excellency Duke Louis."
"I'm here." He didn't mind what she called him at all.
Even calling him a stranger is fine.
"Your Excellency Duke Louis, can I make a wish for you?" At this moment, Zhiyun's eyes were very gentle, and she looked at the man sitting beside her bed peacefully.
"Well, Ali, you say." Louis nodded.
Zhiyun clasped her hands together and said, "I hope that after I spend these seven days with you, I can see the Dr. Han I want to see, a good Dr. Han."
"Ali, you are too greedy." Louis said, reaching out and tapping her forehead.
Zhiyun didn't avoid his touch. Her peaceful smile gradually faded away and disappeared from the corner of her mouth. "I made this wish, and I hope it will come true."
"You can make another wish," he said.
"No, that's the only wish." How could she have any other wishes? She wanted everything.
The only one she owed Han Qingrang was him.
Can't change it clearly.
I'm afraid I'll never be able to change it in my lifetime.
"He did a lot for you, things I can't do, and never could do. He sealed off a city for you. Do you know how this water city was sealed? He made it sink."
Zhiyun's hands, which were placed flat on the quilt, slowly clenched.
Let the entire water city sink...
What kind of scene would that be...
Lewis continued, "The reason why he is so feared by the outside world is that he was so cruel that he was willing to let this water city sink. So many lives were lost in his hands."
"Stop talking." Zhiyun turned her face away, unable to bear to listen any longer.
She knew that what Louis said was probably true, because Han Qingrang's reputation outside was indeed cruel and terrifying.
He has blood on his hands, he is a man from hell.
But in her eyes, in front of her, he was such a clean Dr. Han. The impression he left on her would always be the best, and she would never forget it.
He was a clean doctor, untainted by dust.