I was transferred to a high-end ward without knowing why, and stayed in a room that was comparable to a star-rated hotel.

When I was wondering who was so kind as to allow me to upgrade my stay from recuperation to "vacation", I found that Peng Xiaomin looked nonchalant and it was obvious that he knew the whole story.

"Go ahead," I looked at her, "you must know something."

She lay on the accompanying bed, turned sideways, put her hands under her head, and looked over from a distance: "Have you always been smart? How could you guess this?"

I thought for a moment: "Forest mushroom?"

She shook her head: "Boss Lin cares about you, but this matter has nothing to do with her. Think about it, who could care about you so much?"

Actually, I immediately thought of someone, but in order to tease her, I deliberately said, "So, it can only be you."

She sat up from the bed and pointed at me: "Guan Hongjun! You know I'm a pauper, and you're still making fun of me!"

I acted innocent: "Since you are not willing to tell me, I can only guess. When it comes to people who care about me, you rank first. Am I wrong?"

She put on her slippers, ran to my bed, lay down next to me, leaned close to my ear, and said in a softer voice: "Guan Hongjun, you have a conscience and know that I care about you the most. I have no money, but money is everything else."

"Want to be rich?" I asked.

"Nonsense," she snorted, "I'm not stupid, of course it's good to have money."

"Although I am not very rich, I can still get by."

She leaned closer to me again and said, "Humph, what does your money have to do with me?"

"Mine, is it yours?" I whispered.

She instantly understood the meaning of the words, and her voice became unusually gentle: "I don't care about those things... As long as I can accompany you, I will be satisfied."

I felt an infinite warmth in my heart, wrapped in her tenderness. I gently put my arm under her neck and let her rest her head on it.

I said, "Actually, I've already guessed it. It's Yue Mingyuan, right?"

She raised her head slightly, her tone full of admiration: "You are really amazing, I really let you guess it."

I pretended to be serious: "I know it's true, and I also know how you knew it - your sister told you, right?"

She was even more surprised, her eyes widened: "How do you know this?"

I laughed and tapped my temple with my finger: "Some people have more grooves here."

She pouted, a little coquettishly: "Guan Hongjun, why are you so narcissistic and like to brag."

It is a pleasant thing for any man to have a beautiful woman by his side. But when I think of Peng Xiaohui, and the way she hugged me tightly, my promises are still ringing in my ears... What am I doing now? Lying here openly hugging her sister. A strong sense of freedom seized me. This is really... too much.

Peng Xiaomin keenly caught the subtle changes in my expression and came closer with concern: "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

I quickly shook my head and tried to force a smile: "It's okay." I quickly suppressed the waves in my heart and changed the subject to ask her: "By the way, your sister knows that you are here to accompany me... She didn't say anything, right?"

Her expression was somewhat desolate: "She was not happy, saying it would easily lead to gossip."

Before I could open my mouth, she suddenly snorted, her tone clearly filled with annoyance: "She's afraid that outsiders will talk about me, but she's not afraid of herself? She always thinks she can do everything, and she can do this and that with me!"

My heart tightened, and I asked cautiously, "Why is she...afraid?"

Peng Xiaomin lowered her voice, a little helpless: "You were unconscious at the time, of course you knew. It was your sister... She held your head all the way from the scene to the hospital. I also heard about it from General Manager Lin later."

As soon as I finished speaking, a picture suddenly rushed into my mind - a chaotic scene, a bumpy ride, a weak woman using all her strength to carefully support the head of a seriously injured person...

This completely unexpected truth shocked me, and my heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer. After the huge shock, an indescribable bitterness instantly surged into my nose, followed by a heavy, almost suffocating feeling of emotion.

While I was touched, I had more questions in my mind. I almost blurted out, "How come your sister... is here?"

She sat up suddenly, turned her head and stared at me, her tone suddenly turned cold: "I should be the one asking you this! What is your relationship with her? Why is she so nice to you?!"

I knew the situation was about to get out of control, so I quickly racked my brains to make up an excuse: "Well, what's the connection? She was assigned by Yue Mingyuan to keep an eye on me and do things for us. We just had a little more contact."

Of course she believed it. She was naive, but definitely not stupid. She sneered coldly: "Are you kidding me? She and I are twins, I can feel it - she has something that is clear and obvious to you."

I tried to resolve the issue with reason: "Is that telepathy between twins? Don't let your imagination run wild. There is no scientific basis for this. You are just too suspicious."

Her eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, piercing my face like ice, and every word she spoke was cold: "Guan Hongjun, I know exactly what kind of person you are. Do you dare to try to hit on my sister? Believe me, I will destroy you!"

A chill rushed straight up from the soles of my feet to the top of my head without warning. I controlled myself and shuddered. From what I knew about her, this was no bluff - she could really do it! What's more, she had practiced before. If she really started fighting, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take even three moves.

For the first time in my life, I felt a deep fear of my own bad habit of being sentimental.

But I know one thing very well: even a martial arts master with a golden bell cover and an iron vest protecting his body must have vital points and weak spots.

Enduring the pain from my injury, I sat up suddenly and held her tightly in my arms. I lowered my head into her warm neck, greedily took a deep breath, and deliberately half-closed my eyes, pretending to be intoxicated: "It smells so good... The ancients said 'beauty is a feast', but they really lied to me. I'm... really hungry now."

This sudden intimacy made her whole body soften, as if her bones were pulled out in an instant. She couldn't help but giggle and subconsciously grabbed his collar and sniffed: "Guan Hongjun, stop lying! I was so busy these past two days that I didn't even have time to take a shower. My clothes... where do they smell?"

Before she finished laughing, she suddenly realized that this was clearly a trick to divert attention! The remaining smile on her face froze and shattered instantly, and her eyes became sharp as ice again: "Guan Hongjun! Don't try this on me!" She struggled a little, stared into my eyes, and said word by word with cold sarcasm, "I know what kind of wolf you are, you can stink and stench. I am! Don't think you can get away with it!"