Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 126: V26: Feng Chengjin lowered his eyes, fixing his gaze on her lips...

Chapter 126: V26: Feng Chengjin lowered his eyes, fixing his gaze on her lips...

Perhaps it’s because they’ve reconciled, or perhaps it’s because her foot was twisted by Feng Chengjin.

After the initial struggle, Feng Chengjin started interacting with Gu Zixuan as he used to.

Glancing at the notebook beside her, he raised an eyebrow, "Working?"

"Yeah, I’m just keeping myself busy since I didn’t help much with your trip to France. I’m checking it myself now."

It’s also to somewhat make up for the guilt of infuriating Feng Chengjin into leaving directly that day.

But for Feng Chengjin.

Seeing her still thinking about his company’s e-commerce business, his gaze deepened, the corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Pausing for a moment, he reached out, "Can I take a look?"

The long fingers were extremely slender, with noticeable joints, yet not too stiff, instead conveying a sense of competence, the nails were especially beautiful and clean.

Looking at such hands, Gu Zixuan’s mood inexplicably faltered.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she gathered her emotions and handed over the Apple laptop.

Feng Chengjin didn’t notice, he just took it over and began browsing with his head down.

He read quickly, his fingertips gliding up and down the touch screen, soon forming ideas, there was something being pondered between his profound brows.

As Gu Zixuan looked over, her gaze traveled from his sturdy chest to his refined eyebrows, tightly pressed lips, well-defined side profile, and finally settled on his concentration while working.

Her heart slightly rippled.

But soon, she still looked away.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her today; hadn’t she seen attractive men before? Although... the thirty-four-year-old Feng Chengjin was indeed more attractive than many handsome men, with a mature and composed charm that was indescribably alluring.

But still... not to this extent.

Her cheeks blushed slightly, when Feng Chengjin raised his eyes, he saw her lying calmly to the side, gazing at the serene view of the little window by the white windowsill.

Sunlight danced over her strands of hair forming arcs, her tender lips slightly pressed, her quiet eyes carried a gleaming light. Moreover, her cheeks were veiled with a blush, as if shy...

His heart slightly stirred, something playful in his deep eyes.

Returning the laptop, he leaned slightly forward in the process...

...

A minute later, Gu Zixuan really didn’t know why Feng Chengjin leaned in so close this time.

But Feng Chengjin seemed very natural, pointing at the data on the computer screen, "This part needs a little change..."

His speech was elegant, and the wording was professional.

His crisp, deep voice spoke beside Gu Zixuan’s ear.

She knew he was discussing business, but when she looked up, she was met with his clean shirt collar, smelling the pleasant and clean scent from him.

The distance was so close that Gu Zixuan felt she could just look up and kiss his chin.

Her heart started pounding uncontrollably, trying to focus on listening to him, but somehow, it turned into blushing.

Feng Chengjin’s gaze lowered, observing all her reactions as she bowed her head.

The corners of his lips flickered with a subtle smile.

After a while, when the ward became increasingly quiet, Qin Nuo took the initiative to support Mrs. Qin, saying they would take a health walk, and completely closed the ward door.

Inside the ward, only Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin remained.

Gu Zixuan started feeling breathless, bowing her head.

And Feng Chengjin, his gaze deepening, stared at her tender lips that were constantly pursed, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, lips also unconsciously shifted...

Pausing briefly, as Gu Zixuan felt awkward and reached for the bedside purifier water, intending to open it and hand it to Feng Chengjin.

Feng Chengjin reached out to hold because the bedside table was on the other side, his heavy body half-leaning on Gu Zixuan.

This action was very ambiguous, especially since his physique was tall and robust, the overshadowing leaving only shadow.

Gu Zixuan could almost feel the full weight of his body.

Her eyelashes trembled.

Feng Chengjin lowered his gaze, placing his eyes on her lips...

...

Outside the Inpatient Department.

After parking the car, He Qimo followed Liang Xi inside.

Days of not seeing each other, coupled with that night’s silence, left him with a peculiar feeling about seeing Gu Zixuan now.

Thinking of her, and really wanting to see her.

Perhaps, in the past eight years, he had never wanted to see her like this.

However, just as he got out of the car and took a few steps, a sudden license plate in the parking lot caught his attention.

A pure black Bentley Mulsanne.

There are actually a few such cars among the high-ranking officials and noble families in Rong City, but this one in front of him, along with its plate number...

For a moment, the shadow that flashed in the underground garage that day when Gu Zixuan left home appeared in his mind.

He frowned slightly.

But after taking a few steps, he saw two people waiting by the entrance of the Inpatient Department, frequently looking around.

His eyes half-narrowed, and for a moment, he recalled the day sitting in the Audi, as a man with his family left, Gu Zixuan’s phone suddenly lost signal.

Quickly glancing at the corner of the inpatient building, the room where Gu Zixuan lived, with the curtains tightly drawn in broad daylight, which was very unusual for Gu Zixuan, who usually liked good ventilation.

His brows collected, he quickly walked into the Inpatient Department.

The sudden cold demeanor left Liang Xi puzzled, having no choice but to follow quickly.

On the elevator, he saw the two people at the entrance of the Inpatient Department start to look back at him. He coldly and irritably pressed the floor number.

All the way to the eighth floor.

After exiting the elevator, he quickly pushed aside the people blocking his way, heading towards the ward with a gusty speed that even the person leaning on a crutch found unsatisfactory.

As he pushed open the door, he saw the raised partition curtain, and behind it, the vague outline of a man seemed to be pressing over Gu Zixuan.

In his memory, something even more untouchable than Yu Yuanshen ignited a full-on fury.

Striding toward the bed, he angrily pulled open the curtain.

...

Behind the curtain, Qiu Mingyan was holding a medical flashlight, having just opened it in front of Gu Zixuan’s eyelids, "Your retina has been previously compressed, and though the blood clots were removed, it doesn’t mean your eyesight is restored to a normal person’s level. You should cry less and rest more. Otherwise, if this redness happens frequently, your vision might still be affected. The autumn wind is strong these days, even if you want ventilation, it’s best to keep the curtains drawn."

Qiu Mingyan spoke with concern, and Gu Zixuan was just about to nod.

Then she saw that man suddenly appearing in the ward, and his abrupt action.

Their eyes met, and the startled Qiu Mingyan also turned back, almost jumping at the cold aura He Qimo had not yet retracted.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Qiu Mingyan glanced again at the assistant Liang Xi, who had followed He Qimo inside, looking gloomy and regretful, as if understanding something. He rubbed his nose awkwardly, nodded, and said, "Mr. He."

Qiu Mingyan stuffed the medical flashlight into his white coat and walked out.

Meanwhile, a small nurse, previously unseen beside the bed, also lifted herself with a blood pressure monitor and, seeing He Qimo’s expression, was frightened into composure.

After cautiously glancing at Gu Zixuan, she lowered her head quickly, packed up the blood pressure monitor, and left.

When the ward became empty.

Gu Zixuan quietly moved her gaze from He Qimo’s face to He Qimo’s fingertips, and finally to the eyes He Qimo couldn’t pull back in time, landing on the spot where... Qiu Mingyan had been standing.

As if understanding something.

She gave a mocking smile.

She lowered her head with self-mockery and a chill in her heart, her eyes empty and dim, silently picking up a book, starting to read.

The quiet and silence fell into He Qimo’s eyes, with only slight trembling remorse.

Looking at the woman who didn’t even want to utter a word anymore, amidst regret, he clutched the curtain with his fingertips, tightening his grip...

...

Inside the Chief Physician’s Office.

As Qiu Mingyan entered, what caught his eye was a tall figure leaning casually in a leather chair.

The dark gray suit accentuated his noble demeanor, though of course, if not for his deep eyes gazing back.

Qiu Mingyan closed the door, shaking his head as he said, "I’m telling you, Immortal Feng, you’re putting me in a difficult position!"

Ten minutes ago, he received a call from Feng Chengjin, asking him to check the eyes of room 830.

Honestly, for a call from Feng that comes once every decade or so, Qiu Mingyan’s mind was full of thoughts of RMB falling from the sky, and he couldn’t contain his joy at the time.

Assuming it was to see Mrs. Qin, he was surprised to find it was Miss Gu when he arrived.

Still unable to figure out what kind of complex relationship this was with ghosts and gods.

Feng Chengjin just left a line, "Check if her eyes have any problems," and walked away with a cold demeanor.

Based on the principle of never turning down a profitable opportunity, he thought, even if there is no illness, he must find one, otherwise, how could he justify Feng Chengjin’s hinting glance before leaving.

But who would have thought...

Recalling Mr. He’s previous gaze and thinking of the subtle relationship between him and Mr. He when Yu Yuanshen brought people over days ago, feeling like he was blatantly used today, against his own greedy nature, used to the point of near moral bankruptcy.

Upon hearing the complaint, Feng Chengjin turned with a smile from the long chair.

The figure facing him was tall and slender, and despite his relaxed posture while sitting, he exuded an innate nobility.

"I only asked you to fulfill your duties as a doctor, how could that be unjust?"