Upon hearing Shen Wenran's thoughts, Lu Jinghuai subconsciously glanced at Shen Wenran.
Sure enough, I saw that stunning figure and exquisite features.
From this perspective, Shen Wenran is indeed superior.
However, just as Lu Jinghuai was pondering, he heard Shen Wenran's inner voice again.
—Hey! My persona can't fall apart!
The next second, Shen Wenran stood directly in front of Ye Nanxing, glaring angrily.
"Ye Nanxing? Who let you in! Get out of here!"
After saying this, Shen Wenran began to observe the expressions of the two people.
—Hahaha, the little white lotus is about to put on an act!
—I swear, she'll be wearing a long face and saying right now, 'I'm sorry, I just came to see Jinghuai. Now that I see he's alright, I'm relieved!'
—As for that jerk, he must be furious, and then he'll yell at me in a fit of rage, 'Shen Wenran, you're the one who should leave!'
—Get angry, roar, and tell me you want a divorce!
Lu Jinghuai: "..."
If he remembered correctly, Shen Wenran, who had once relentlessly pursued him, had only met Ye Nanxing a few times.
But when his gaze fell on Ye Nanxing's face, he saw that Ye Nanxing's face turned pale in an instant.
Her red lips moved slightly, her eyes filled with deep affection, but ultimately replaced by disappointment.
"I'm sorry, I just came to see Jinghuai. I'm relieved to see that he's alright."
Lu Jinghuai: ? ? ?
Could it be that during the time he was unconscious, the two of them frequently visited each other and gradually became acquainted?
Of course, upon hearing these words and seeing Shen Wenran's attitude, he did want to shout out those words.
But now, he's not willing anymore.
He said calmly, "Yes, the doctor said that after two days of rehabilitation tests, I can be discharged from the hospital."
Shen Wenran was furious.
—Holy crap, you jerk, you're not angry anymore?
—You scoundrel, I beg you, just divorce me now and marry that innocent girl right now. You two are a match made in heaven, really.
—While it's true that homegrown flowers aren't as fragrant as wildflowers, and wildflowers aren't as fragrant as stolen flowers, how you two play is your business, don't drag me into it.
—I don't want to be your short-lived, cannon fodder ex-wife!
Lu Jinghuai's fist gradually clenched.
Will he cheat on me?
And what's with this "cannon fodder ex-wife" thing?
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