"Success?" Ou Zihan looked at him with her deep black eyes. His eyes reddened, his sexy Adam's apple bobbed, and a feeling of bittersweet relief welled up in his heart.
"Allen, you've worked hard. Here's your reward." Ou Zihan handed him a check.
Ou Zihan was a rather arrogant man who had never admired anyone before. But at this moment, he admired this amazing person with special abilities. Had he really helped his little woman regain her memories? He waited and saw.
%View/Official: Chapter J of the Cool Craftsman; wNet$
"Oh, President Ou, you're so generous! Thank you. If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know. I, Allen, am willing to serve you faithfully." Allen's eyes lit up as he looked at the amount on the check. This was enough for him to enjoy for the rest of his life. This might be the biggest deal he had ever made. He was truly lucky.
After Allen left, Ou Zihan entered the ward. He sat quietly by the bed, looking at Luo Xiaoyi in her sleep. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were charming, her nose was delicate, and her lips were slightly parted. Her fair face was thinner, thinner and more angular, her chin was sharper and more sexy, and her whole face was more pure and enchanting, but it was a kind of pale and desolate beauty.
Immediately, a pang of pain shot through his heart. She must be in so much pain right now. His large hand gently stroked the blanket over her lower abdomen—the spot where their child had once been…
His eyes welled up with tears at the thought. "My child, I didn't protect you. I'm so sorry." He lost his father when he was very young, and he had secretly vowed to be a good father. His throat ached, and he was consumed by deep self-reproach...
Seeing the fine beads of sweat covering her fair and smooth forehead, which had dampened her hair, with a few long strands of black hair clinging damply to her face, he took a towel and gently wiped her face. His gentle movements were as if he were wiping a raw egg, afraid that even the slightest pressure would break it, afraid of disturbing her sweet dream.
He looked at her, his dark eyes filled with doting and heartache. His heart was pounding. He wondered what Xiaoyi would be like when she woke up. He was filled with anticipation.
Three hours passed, and Ou Zihan, who had been watching over her by the bedside, unknowingly fell asleep by the bedside. He had been working too hard lately, busy with work, finding the real culprit, and staying with Luo Xiaoyi in the ward without taking off his clothes or closing his eyes. Even a steel warrior couldn't withstand it, and he just fell asleep like that.
Luo Xiaoyi's eyelashes fluttered, and she woke up. She looked around the ward and then at Ou Zihan lying next to her. His tall figure was curled up on the stool by the bed, with one long arm under his head, revealing only half of his profile. His profile was even more profound and captivating than his full face.
No wonder master painters prefer to depict the model's profile when creating portraits. This gives the model a sense of mystery and arouses a strong curiosity and an uncontrollable, sensual desire to see the model's whole face.
Luo Xiaoyi gently stroked his handsome face with her soft fingers. His skin was so smooth and tender, it was no exaggeration to say that it was as smooth as a baby's skin. She had never seen him use any skincare products. Was this man's skin naturally good? She couldn't believe that a man who was so fierce in a fight had skin better than a woman's. Luo Xiaoyi couldn't help but purse her lips.
This man is simply too perfect, possessing both beauty and intelligence. What's more, he's incredibly devoted. No wonder so many socialites and heiresses flock to him, one after another. No wonder women like Zhou Meina and Li Mei, who are darlings of other men, are so desperately entangled with Ou Zihan, even unto death.
Devoted? Yes, at this moment, Luo Xiaoyi used the word "devoted" to describe him. In the past, during Luo Xiaoyi's amnesiac life, she did not think Ou Zihan was a devoted person. He clearly liked Bai Zhi, yet he was still with her, Luo Xiaoyi. What kind of true love was that? He was just a substitute who looked similar, and he still liked her, still caressed her, and still made her passionate in bed.
She once wanted to ask, "Ou Zihan, a woman with a face like Bai Zhi, you love her?" This was the most heartbreaking thing for Luo Xiaoyi.
However, through Li Mei's incident, she suddenly realized that he wouldn't fall in love with her just because she looked like Bai Zhi. He was able to notice Li Mei's abnormality and he could even distinguish the fake Bai Zhi. This made Luo Xiaoyi look at his feelings in a new light.
Now that she has regained her memory, she realizes that he has always loved Bai Zhi, and she is Bai Zhi. In fact, he has always been right!
It turns out he was truly devoted to one person.
This man was the one who had sworn eternal love to her, the one who had promised to spend his life with her…
Her small hands stroked his soft, short hair, and tears dripped from her eyes, falling onto his closed eyes and cheeks.
The glistening tears on his fair and handsome face finally bridged the distance between them.
Feeling her warm tears and the tickling sensation of her small hands on his hair, he opened his eyes, looked up at her, and saw her with tears streaming down her face. Seeing her cry, his heart ached. When this little woman shed tears, his heart almost broke.
Two large hands carefully cupped her face, which was smooth and cool. He wiped away her tears with his fingers. "Xiaoyi, where does it hurt? Does your hand hurt? Or does your stomach hurt? I'll go call the doctor." Ou Zihan's eyes were red, and his voice was choked and hoarse. He was about to get up.
Luo Xiaoyi gripped his hand tightly, her tears flowing even more freely. He turned around and stared at her in a daze.
"Brother, your remote control airplane is so much fun! I've only played with it for a little while, why are you playing with it so much? Let me play for a bit, okay? How about this? We play rock-paper-scissors, whoever wins gets to play, okay? Come on, get ready!" Luo Xiaoyi said, putting her little hands behind her back, preparing what she would choose to win.
Ou Zihan's eyes suddenly welled up with tears; she really remembered! He also put one of his large hands behind his back. "Rock, paper, scissors!" they both said in unison, their eyes brimming with tears.
And what happened? Just like when they were kids, Ou Zihan chose rock, Luo Xiaoyi chose paper, and Luo Xiaoyi won again. Whenever they played this game, she always won. She never understood why Ou Zihan, who was quite smart, always chose rock. Why couldn't she choose something else?
But now, she understood that although Ou Zihan loved remote-controlled airplanes so much, he deliberately let her have them because he saw how much she loved them, so that she could play with a clear conscience.
"You're so stupid, you lost to me again?" She seemed to be laughing at him, but she was actually incredibly moved, and her smiling, curved eyes glistened with tears of emotion.
"How could I bear to take something you like from you?" Ou Zihan gently stroked her nose with his long, slender fingers. His deep black eyes were moist, full of doting affection, and a hint of happiness flashed in them.
.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
