CEO Wants To Marry Me After Divorce
Chapter 222. This young lady doesn’t fancy second-hand goods

Chapter 222: 222. This young lady doesn’t fancy second-hand goods

These words made Lu Moqing feel extremely uncomfortable as Xuxu’s tone of pity for Dr. Shen left him feeling sour.

He had worked a night shift and stayed by her side all night, why didn’t she ask if he was tired too?

Lu Moqing remained silent with a cold face, and his surrounding aura noticeably colder.

Shen Zeheng could tell Qiao Xu was asking him to leave. Although he felt a bit disappointed, he didn’t want to make things difficult for her.

Lu Moqing was like a big pigfoot who only allowed himself to flirt with other women but didn’t allow Xuxu to have too much interaction with other men, his sense of superiority was inexplicable.

"Alright, I’ll leave first. If there’s anything, just give me a call."

"With me here, if Xuxu has any problems, I can handle them. Dr. Shen, you should go back and rest early."

Lu Moqing coldly interjected, wishing Shen Zeheng would disappear immediately.

Shen Zeheng glanced at him, snorted coldly, then said goodbye to Qiao Xu and left.

In the ward, only Qiao Xu and Lu Moqing remained. With red eyes from a sleepless night, Xu noticed his exhaustion from the night spent on the small lounge chair, making her feel a mix of emotions.

Meanwhile, with Xia Yumo...

After Qiao Xu was taken away by Lu Moqing yesterday, Xia Yumo was taken away from the scene of the accident by Gu Junhang. When she woke up, she was lying on the bed in Gu Junhang’s room.

Having been with Gu Junhang for four years, she was no stranger to this place. She knew where she was as soon as she saw the room.

"What bad luck!"

She muttered in disgust, got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to splash water on her face, and then realized she was wearing only an oversized men’s shirt, which barely covered her round buttocks.

Further down were her smooth, long legs, that just looking at them made her think they were seductive enough to cause a nosebleed.

Thinking of who had changed her clothes, Xia Yumo’s face darkened.

At this point, Gu Junhang was not in the room. Xia Yumo angrily walked to the bedside, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and called Gu Junhang.

The call went through quickly, and before he could speak, Xia Yumo yelled, "Gu Junhang, where are my clothes?"

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, followed by a low female voice, "Miss Xia, it’s you again. You really can’t let go."

The voice was full of undisguised ridicule, mockery, and disgust.

Xia Yumo was taken aback, her hand clutching the phone tightened as if some memories suddenly rushed back. It took a while for her to calm down and say weakly, "Madam Gu."

She was too familiar with this voice. Even after so many years, she couldn’t forget it.

"Miss Xia, we made it clear back then. I thought you were a woman with backbone. Turns out, all these years have passed, and your tricks haven’t changed. And now you’re clinging to our Junhang again?"

Xia Yumo’s face turned pale but she retorted harshly, "Please rest assured, Madam Gu, I’m not interested in Gu Junhang, that second-hand merchandise. By the way, since Gu Junhang is with you, please tell him to stop bothering me for no reason and bringing me home."

Without giving the person on the other end a chance to speak, she hung up the phone.