Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 123: V25: Mr. Feng... Feng Chengjin... Cheng Jin... _2

Chapter 123: V25: Mr. Feng... Feng Chengjin... Cheng Jin... _2

After a slight pause, just as Feng Chengjin was about to reach the door, Gu Zixuan couldn’t hold back any longer and called out, "Mr. Feng."

The abrupt greeting made Old Mrs. Qin glance over.

Gu Zixuan didn’t offer any explanation.

At the door, Qin Nuo finally couldn’t hold back, pursing her lips and glancing at President Feng, whose expression had shifted from emotionless to cold, back to emotionless again. She chuckled slightly, took a deep breath to suppress all emotion, and turned around, "Oh, Miss Gu? Why is it you?"

Gu Zixuan twitched the corner of her mouth, "..."

This is really surprising?

...

Two minutes later, after Qin Nuo pulled the curtains around the two hospital beds, a soft inquiry came from the adjacent bed.

"Xiao Nuo, what’s going on?"

"Auntie, don’t worry about it, want a banana? I’ll peel it for you."

"Oh, then I’ll have one."

Gu Zixuan’s eyelashes trembled slightly, then she looked at the man sitting on the sofa by her bedside, legs crossed, gazing at his phone. She had no idea what he was looking at.

She held back for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Mr. Feng, I’m really sorry about what happened that day. I didn’t mean it that way."

Feng Chengjin didn’t respond, continuing to look down at his phone. Upon hearing this, he merely turned his head slightly towards the window.

Seeing that he still wasn’t speaking, Gu Zixuan’s heart stirred slightly, and she spoke even more softly, "I’m just not accustomed to spending other people’s money. What I intended to say was that I accept your goodwill, but when it comes to money, I have my own small principles, and I hope Mr. Feng can understand."

Feng Chengjin still didn’t speak, tapping with one hand on his phone.

After a moment, realizing there wasn’t much else to say, Gu Zixuan frustratingly ran a hand through her hair and said, "How about, when I’m better, I’ll treat you to a meal as an apology?"

Instantly, Feng Chengjin raised his gaze.

It seemed he scrutinized her, or perhaps was mocking in amusement, "You treat me?"

Uh...

Looking at Feng Chengjin’s expression, which she couldn’t decipher and intentions she couldn’t guess, Gu Zixuan felt embarrassed, "I think... on these matters, men and women should be equal..."

Upon hearing this answer, Feng Chengjin let out a light laugh, nodded after a long pause, and said, "There’s no need, I don’t have time."

Then he stood up, straightened his jacket, and left.

Feng’s retreating figure made Gu Zixuan feel truly helpless, and she quickly called out again, "Mr. Feng."

Feng Chengjin ignored her.

Gu Zixuan was entirely speechless, and in a low voice, she called, "Feng Chengjin."

Feng Chengjin still didn’t respond.

Until Gu Zixuan finally softly murmured a name from her lips, "...Cheng Jin."

This time Feng Chengjin stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head, his expression cold, and looked at her.

Gu Zixuan, embarrassed yet amused, pressed her lips together and gestured to the spot beside her bed, "Sit down..."

...

The third time sitting face-to-face like this.

Gu Zixuan realized she truly had no way to handle the man before her.

He seemed to completely understand what she was thinking, what she was insisting upon.

But why?

Was it because he was angry she was being so distant, even though he had treated her well, making him feel disheartened?

Or did he feel it was too insulting to his character and way of doing things and was too lazy to deal with her anymore?

She didn’t know.

As for herself, what was her issue?

Was it because he genuinely helped her whenever she was at her most difficult, and her aloofness towards him made her feel guilty?

Or did her heart inevitably feel a bit downcast and sad when he ignored her?

She rubbed her temples, not knowing either.

But regardless, for someone as principled as she had been all her life, this kind of compromise was a first.

After a long time.

Seeing he had already uncovered the blanket, began to examine the cast on her leg, returning to his usual calm and caring demeanor.

She felt a sense of relief, but also some helplessness, faintly smiling, "Do you really dislike drawing boundaries with people?"

"If you want, I can draw them. Are you sure you want that?"

Feng Chengjin continued to look down at the cast, and when he noticed the thickness and a peculiar bend, his brows furrowed slightly.

Gu Zixuan didn’t see it, just remembered the previous silent awkwardness and speechlessly twitched the corners of her lips.

"Forget it, I think I can’t handle it."

Her admittance of defeat made Feng Chengjin pause, he glanced at her.

After a long while, he adjusted her leg, covered it with the blanket, and returned to his previous aloof demeanor, saying, "I actually think you handle it quite well, refusing all my help to find such a refuge..."