Chapter 4

“Beep, beep…”

Leng Yichen hung up his phone, and the black screen reflected his stunned face.

He gripped the phone tightly, not planning to call again.

Leng Yichen dragged his uncomfortable body to his feet, put on a hat and mask, and went to the hospital.

Just arrived on the road, ready to take a taxi.

Suddenly, a group of paparazzi with cameras surrounded us.

"Leng Yichen, what is the relationship between Lu Ningchu and Zhou Tingyu?"

"They've been in frequent contact recently. Is Lu Ningchu cheating?"

The dazzling flash of light kept flashing Leng Yichen's eyes.

His already splitting headache worsened. He pulled down the brim of his baseball cap to avoid the microphone that was about to poke him: "It's my private time. I won't accept interviews."

Seeing that they couldn't dig up any information and Leng Yichen was alone, the paparazzi surrounded him in the street.

"Speak up, why don't you answer the question?"

"Are you feeling guilty for not speaking?"

Several male reporters blocked Leng Yichen in place, and the thin air made it difficult for him to breathe.

Everywhere I look, I see ugly faces.

Leng Yichen's vision went dark, he staggered two steps, then fell forward and completely lost consciousness.

…

Two hours later.

Luxury brand store.

Zhou Tingyu was changing clothes in the fitting room, and Lu Ningchu took out his cell phone out of boredom.

As soon as she opened it, she was frozen by a striking headline.

[Leng Yichen fainted in the street, with no one to help him. He was in such a miserable state!]

She stood up suddenly, without caring about Zhou Tingyu, and ran out.

Hospital.

Lu Ningchu walked quickly towards the ward and ran into her agent, Sister He, who was blocking the door.

Sister He smiled, but her tone was cold: "Mr. Lu is really a busy man. He is too busy to even answer his husband's call."

Lu Ningchu recalled the missed call, her heart in turmoil, her expression even colder: "Are you meddling in our private affairs?"

Sister He felt sorry for Leng Yichen and sneered, "Then let's talk business. Mr. Lu, we have signed the contract for "The Legend of Liang Yu". Don't forget to pay your penalty."

Hearing this, Lu Ningchu frowned and looked down at her condescendingly.

She didn't want to talk to her, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Leng Yichen slowly open his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Lu Ningchu paused before stepping forward. She reached out and touched Leng Yichen's forehead, then asked softly, "Is the fever gone?"

The setting sun shines through the glass, painting everything crimson.

It reflected on Lu Ningchu's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, as illusory as an illusion.

It seemed real and fake, and for a moment, Leng Yichen couldn't see clearly.

He stared at Lu Ningchu for a long time without replying.

Lu Ningchu withdrew her hand, a little worried: "It's still a little hot."

Leng Yichen suddenly came back to his senses.

With a fever approaching 40 degrees Celsius, his voice was hoarse: "Much better..."

Lu Ningchu sat down and looked at Leng Yichen's bloodless lips, feeling inexplicably guilty.

"I was busy in a meeting, so my phone was muted."

Leng Yichen stared at her quietly without responding.

He was no longer able to think about whether these words were true or not.

Leng Yichen tilted his head to look out the window. It was sunset, and their feelings seemed to be sinking into the mountain ridges.

Suddenly.

His dry lips opened slightly: "If one day, you don't love me anymore, don't let others tell me."

There was unspeakable sadness and bitterness in the hoarse voice.

Lu Ningchu was panicking and held Leng Yichen's hand tightly: "Stop talking nonsense, you are sick and confused. We agreed to be together forever."

Leng Yichen's face was pale, and he smiled softly: "Yes..."

He turned around and looked at Lu Ningchu seriously, as if he wanted to look into her heart.

The tiredness in his eyes made Lu Ningchu's heart tighten. She said gently, "Go to sleep. I'll stay with you."

It has been a long time since I saw Lu Ningchu like this.

Leng Yichen fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the stinging pain on the back of his hand woke Leng Yichen up.

He turned his head and saw the dropper filled with blood.

But Lu Ningchu was nowhere to be seen.

Looking at the empty ward, Leng Yichen felt as if a piece of his heart was missing. He felt so empty and painful that he seemed to be almost numb.

He pressed the bedside bell.

"Bed 10 calling, bed 10 calling..."

Amidst the call, Leng Yichen fumbled to open his cell phone.

A striking hot search appeared high up.

Every word in that trending search pierced his heart like a knife.

[Diva Lu Ningchu cheats with singing king Zhou Tingyu, their late-night reunion is so romantic!]