In her past life, a treacherous man and a despicable woman conspired against her, leading her to a tragic end filled with hatred.
Only at the moment of death did she realize that her foolish ...
Jian Yixue blushed upon hearing Ye Mohan's words, but still couldn't help but worry: "Are you sure you're alright? You're not lying to me, are you? Let me see."
Jian Yixue wanted to turn her hand over to check Ye Mohan's pulse several times while he was holding her hand.
But Ye Mohan always held Jian Yixue's hand tightly, and now she couldn't move.
She was afraid that if she used too much force, his wound would reopen, so she could only follow Ye Mohan's instructions and dared not exert any force.
"It's alright, when have I ever lied to you, Madam?" Ye Mohan held Jian Yixue's hand.
Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue was furious. She pouted and glared at Ye Mohan, saying, "How dare you say that? Why did you hide your injury from me and have someone report that you were safe to conceal it? If it weren't for my... cleverness, I would still be in the dark."
Jian Yixue originally wanted to say that if she hadn't asked someone to investigate, but she suddenly remembered that Ye Mohan was unaware of her relationship, so she changed her words.
Looking at Jian Yixue, who was feigning reproach, Ye Mohan couldn't help but chuckle.
"It was my fault, I won't do it again next time."
Ye Mohan's unexpected admission of wrongdoing stunned Jian Yixue, who had originally intended to set some rules for him, making her doubt her own ears.
Did he admit his mistake?
Huh? Did I hear that right?
Jian Yixue looked at the man in front of her with a puzzled expression, only to see him looking at her with tenderness. Jian Yixue was defeated.
"Don't hide anything from me anymore. I know you mean well and don't want me to worry."
But I am your wife, and it is my duty to share your hardships. How can I take for granted everything you give me when you are in trouble?
I'm not the kind of woman who cries when things go wrong. What I want to be is a partner who walks alongside you, not a flower protected in a greenhouse.
Even if the road ahead is full of hardships, I am not afraid!
Looking at Jian Yixue, who was looking very serious, Ye Mohan felt a strange feeling that stirred his heart.
Jian Yixue's words made him fall into deep thought.
When he was injured and on the verge of collapse, all he could remember was his promise to Jian Yixue.
Taking advantage of his last bit of consciousness, he handed his phone to Lin Yi and asked Lin Yi to let Jian Yixue know he was safe. After saying that, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a coma.
At the time, he didn't think too much about it; he just wanted to fulfill his promise to Jian Yixue.
Deep down, he didn't want Jian Yixue to worry and hoped she could live happily under his protection, without having to suffer these things that she shouldn't have to endure.
After thinking for a long time, he nodded to Jian Yixue.
Yes, his woman should shine at the top of the world.
Instead of being hidden away by him, having all their brilliance concealed.
Although he wanted to keep Jane hidden away, she was destined to soar through the skies with him.
He couldn't ruin her dream for his own selfish reasons.
"Yes, I believe you. I didn't think things through this time."
Jian Yixue kept staring at Ye Mohan, and when she received Ye Mohan's approval, her eyes were filled with undisguised joy, and then she smiled.
"Mo Han, you're so kind!"
Ye Mohan didn't say anything, but those who knew him well would notice that he was in a good mood.
Come here, let me hug you.
Jian Yixue's smiling face froze, and she shook her head like a rattle drum.
She reprimanded Ye Mohan with firm words, "Not now, you're injured."
Jian Yixue stared at the numerous wounds, large and small, on his bare upper body and rejected him outright.
"Come and hug me, I won't move. Or, I'll get up and hug you?"
Ye Mohan then made a gesture as if he was about to get up.
Jian Yixue was taken aback when she saw his actions.
"Don't move, I'll do it!"
She was genuinely afraid of him, and she had no doubt about Ye Mohan's words.
If she rejects Ye Mohan, he really will disregard his health and get up.
So she gave in!
He's injured, so he has to be pampered!
Jian Yixue carefully pressed herself against Ye Mohan's chest, afraid of accidentally touching his wound.
Seeing Jian Yixue obediently approach him, Ye Mohan found her too difficult and pulled her into his arms.
I accidentally touched my wound and gasped.
That really hurts!
But compared to having a beautiful woman in one's arms, this is nothing.
Jian Yixue was startled by Ye Mohan's sudden action and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing? Did you bump into anything? Let me see."
His tone was filled with concern and reproach.
"Don't move!"
When Ye Mohan's voice reached Jian Yixue's ears, she didn't dare to move at all.
Leaning against Ye Mohan's chest, Jian Yixue could hear his strong heartbeat and hear his breath ruffling her hair, which made her feel at ease.
In her past life, she was single-mindedly trying to escape Ye Mohan because of that scumbag, and she never had any intimate moments with him. Every time they met, she never gave Ye Mohan a kind look.
Thinking about all this, she felt even more guilty towards Ye Mohan.
Ye Mohan held Jian Yixue in his arms, but sensed that something was wrong with her. He thought she was still upset about what he had kept from her, so he tightened his grip on her.
If he could see Jian Yixue's face now, he would know the undisguised sadness and guilt on her face.
Just then, the door to the room was gently pushed open from the outside.
Lin Yi, dressed in a black suit, walked in quietly. When he saw the two people embracing on the bed, he said, "President, I didn't see anything. You can continue, continue..." and then turned and stormed out.
When did the CEO wake up?
He and his wife slept in each other's arms?
Good heavens! Which quack doctor said the CEO wouldn't wake up so quickly?
He ruined the president's plans, incurring the wife's wrath no sooner, and then he courted his own death.
Waaah~~~ You can't joke like that.
Inside the room, Jian Yixue, who was in Ye Mohan's arms, naturally heard the commotion and blushed deeply.
He tried hard to control his unrestrained emotions and spoke calmly.
"Mo Han, put me up first. I'll go make you some porridge, and your wound needs to be treated too."
The cold night remained unmoved.
Jian Yixue felt that Ye Mohan's grip on her showed no sign of loosening, and continued, "Mohan, let go of me, I'm hungry."
Only then did Ye Mohan release her.
When did you arrive?
Jian Yixue, who had just sat up, replied naturally, "I rushed over yesterday morning after hearing the news, but don't worry, I didn't tell Grandpa. I just asked Butler Jin to tell him that I have to go on a long trip."
Ye Mohan nodded.
"How did you know I was injured? Did Lin Yi tell you?"
Ye Mohan stared intently at Jian Yixue, as if trying to discern something from her eyes.
Jian Yixue shook her head, smiled at Ye Mohan, and said mysteriously, "I have my own way."
Jian Yixue didn't intend to deliberately hide it from Ye Mohan, but she wasn't ready to tell him her true identity right now either.