Mingdai's nervousness made He Yaonian's eyes darken.
He stared intently at her, letting her scrutinize him from head to toe with a furrowed brow.
"Third Uncle..."
He Yaonian's silence made Mingdai feel as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Did she delay his treatment?
"Where exactly are you...?"
"No."
Finally, when pushed to the limit, He Yaonian casually denied it.
"I feel fine."
Mingdai stared at him blankly.
Why didn't he say anything just now?
He even looked like he was really uncomfortable.
Was he doing it on purpose?
He Yaonian coughed lightly, feeling guilty, and turned his gaze to see the car approaching.
"The car is here."
Mingdai followed his gaze and sure enough, the Bentley slowly drove over.
He Yaonian took the initiative to open the car door and let Mingdai get in first.
Mingdai stopped being pretentious.
I just bent over.
"Mingdai!"
Mo Tingchuan's car sped up to them.
"squeak--"
The screeching sound of brakes was deafening.
The rear of the car barely swerved in front of the Bentley, almost hitting the bumper.
Mingdai straightened up, thought for a moment, and returned her coat to He Yaonian.
Knowing that Mo Tingchuan was going to cause trouble again, she didn't want He Yaonian to laugh at her.
"Third Uncle, you should go back now."
He Yaonian did not accept the coat.
"You wear it."
Mingdai was only wearing a formal dress, which, while casual enough, didn't provide much warmth.
It's windy tonight, and if she stands there for even a short while, she's sure to catch a cold.
"Third Uncle, Mo Tingchuan and I have something to discuss."
Although Mingdai knew that Mo Tingchuan wouldn't dare to act recklessly in front of He Yaonian, she couldn't guarantee that Mo Tingchuan wouldn't make a fool of himself.
He Yaonian ignored him and turned to look at Mo Tingchuan, who had already gotten out of the car.
Mo Tingchuan got out of the car in a fit of rage, and only when he got closer did he realize that the person with Mingdai was He Yaonian.
Mo Tingchuan's anger suddenly died down, replaced by utter confusion.
What's Uncle San doing here?
no!
Why did Third Uncle end up with Mingdai?
Mo Tingchuan's arrogance disappeared, and he became much more docile.
He paused for a moment before stepping forward.
He nodded respectfully to He Yaonian.
"Third Uncle."
He Yaonian looked down at him, his body radiating a chilling aura.
"Why are you so flustered and red-faced? Did you encounter a ghost?"
What?
Mo Tingchuan and Ming Dai were both taken aback by He Yaonian's words.
this……
He Yaonian would actually make such a joke.
Although it sounded more sarcastic coming from He Yaonian's mouth.
Mo Tingchuan was puzzled. Because of some recent events, he thought He Yaonian was angry with him.
"Third Uncle, I'm here to pick up Mingdai."
Thinking of his rashness just now, Mo Tingchuan glared at Mingdai in annoyance.
Did she block him? He can't get through to her phone anymore.
"You can drive with a concussion?"
He Yaonian glanced impatiently at Mo Tingchuan's forehead, which was covered in gauze.
"Has the doctor allowed you to be discharged?"
No.
Mo Tingchuan vomited several times at noon today.
He felt he would suffer long-term effects.
Mingdai went too far; she almost beat him to death.
"You can have a car accident if you want, but don't involve innocent people."
He Yaonian pointed to the open door of the Bentley.
"Mingdai, get in the car."
Mingdai held He Yaonian's coat in her arms, with two fingers still hooking the half-finished cup of milk tea.
The milk tea had lost its warmth and flavor, but Mingdai couldn't bear to throw it away.
Mingdai had thought she would have a fierce battle with Mo Tingchuan later, but now that He Yaonian had spoken, she couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Mo Tingchuan.
I got into the car, sat down, picked up my milk tea, and took another sip.
It's cooled down and a bit too sweet, but it's still delicious.
He Yaonian got into the car from the other side, ignoring Mo Tingchuan's ugly expression in the wind.
Even after the Bentley disappeared, Mo Tingchuan still couldn't understand when Mingdai and He Yaonian had become so close.
Mo Tingchuan returned to the car, thinking about how Mingdai was both hugging He Yaonian's clothes and drinking milk tea that was clearly not bought by her.
It couldn't possibly have been He Yaonian who bought it, could it?
impossible!
Regardless of whether it was possible or not, Mingdai had already returned in He Yaonian's car.
Mingdai abandoned him.
This realization haunted Mo Tingchuan for a long time.
He used to be Mingdai's first choice.
Even if he did something wrong, even if he disappointed Mingdai, he didn't believe that Mingdai would forget him so quickly.
Back in the Bentley belonging to the He family.
He Yaonian took the initiative to ask about what had happened that night.
What happened at your friend's birthday party?
He hoped that Mingdai could tell her herself.
Although he already knew everything.
Mingdai was drinking milk tea again. She was nervous about riding in the same car as He Yaonian, especially since they were both in the back seat with only one person between them.
Mingdai folded He Yaonian's coat and placed it between the two of them.
The car was warm with the heater on.
Mingdai tried to keep her body as close to the car window as possible, but He Yaonian was steady and his long legs were naturally stretched out. If Mingdai moved slightly towards him, her high heels would touch his shiny handmade leather shoes.
Her mind was a jumbled mess, and she suddenly remembered that He Yaonian hadn't told her why he was in the hospital.
Then He Yaonian asked her about what happened tonight.
Is he showing concern for her?
Even if she is not a member of the He family, just because she moved into the He family, does the head of the wealthy family have to show her some symbolic care?
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