Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 142: V41: How old are you? You’re actually going around fighting like a youngster!

Chapter 142: V41: How old are you? You’re actually going around fighting like a youngster!

Over there, Shen Jian妮 left with a chilling wind.

Here, inside the hospital room, it fell into an unprecedented silence.

Qiu Mingyan finished examining the state of the cast, furrowing his brow slightly, "The injury needs external treatment, considering the height and the fracture from the fall, it shouldn’t be a problem. But if you’re not sure, you can take another X-ray; the cast definitely needs to be redone."

Hearing this, Yu Yuanshen exhaled deeply, and before Gu Zixuan could say anything, he said, "Take another X-ray. I’ll escort her, Yu Wei, you go and pay the fees."

"Okay."

...

The group dispersed, each busy with their own tasks. Yu Yuanshen borrowed a wheelchair and, after taking Gu Zixuan to have another X-ray, they arrived at the professor’s office door. He turned to Gu Zixuan and said, "Wait outside; I’ll go find Professor Li Mingda."

Li Mingda is Qiu Mingyan’s teacher, the doctoral advisor professor at the highest academic institution in China, an authority in the entire orthopedics field.

"No need, it’s just a normal sprain." Gu Zixuan noticed that even Yu Yuanshen began to find Qiu Mingyan annoying, and felt a mix of indescribable emotions and anxiety.

But Yu Yuanshen already moved on to...

Gu Zixuan’s eyelashes trembled slightly, finding it difficult to refuse, she shifted herself to a position by the wall.

Quietly staying put, she faintly seemed to hear a familiar voice through the crack of the slightly open door beside.

Supporting herself on the wall, she stood up bit by bit.

Through the glass window at the door, she saw inside, Qiu Mingyan was chattering away, "You say, standing up for Miss Gu shouldn’t be done this way. You are a president worth hundreds of billions of dollars, every move is a social guide. How old are you? Seeing someone deliberately slandering her, secretly filming, then you went to fight like a youngster! Even if you don’t mind, there’s a PR team for aftermath. This is my orthopedics department. I was the one who informed that bird journalist, and then he went over and got beaten half-disabled by you. If this gets uncovered during the time..."

"I’ll make him shut up, it won’t implicate you. Zixuan’s bones are fine, right?"

Facing Qiu Mingyan, a tall figure sat with his back towards him, sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a soft glow on his hair.

In the air, he was holding the freshly captured film and examining it.

His whole posture exuded laziness, and speaking to Qiu Mingyan, he maintained a touch of cool and noble demeanor.

He wasn’t interested in listening to Qiu Mingyan’s babble, directly asking the main point.

"Uh..." Qiu Mingyan was stunned, and started to inform Feng Chengjin gloomily about the situation of the film.

Outside of the glass window...

Gu Zixuan’s eyelashes trembled as she watched the scene inside.

A bit startled by the storyline she knew nothing about, surprised when Feng Chengjin arrived discreetly.

For a moment, she seemed to understand why Yu Yuanshen and He Qimo came over occasionally bumping into each other, yet Feng Chengjin never once bumped into them.

Listening to Qiu Mingyan’s suggestion inside, "If you’re truly worried, why not go and have a look."

His cold voice sounded, "No need, there are lots of people with her, unnecessary, I’ll leave after taking a look at the film."

Gu Zixuan’s eyelashes trembled, her gaze fell on his back, landed on the action of him holding the film staring intently, finally fell on his bone joints reddened for unknown reasons...

In an instant, the pent-up fury, wanting to vent but unable to, was all dispelled by Feng Chengjin’s action.

Gu Zixuan’s eyes trembled for a long time, with a shimmer of indescribable mist rising, actualized in reddening the frame of her eyes. Hesitating, she felt the wheelchair, staggered to sit down, swiftly letting herself leave.

The sound startled the people inside.

When Qiu Mingyan and Feng Chengjin both looked towards the door.

Qiu Mingyan, "Is there someone?"

Feng Chengjin narrowed his eyes, listening to the sound in the corridor outside, what something grinding against the surface, Mo Tong’s eyes deepened with thought.

Two minutes later, at the safety passage entrance, Feng Chengjin continued uncertainly searching for Gu Zixuan’s figure, but couldn’t find her. Qin Nuo came up to him, "President Feng, the journalist who was beaten up has been dealt with, encountered a bit of unexpected situation, but now it’s no longer our concern. I see President Yu about to come out from the professor’s office, when shall we leave?"

Feng Chengjin pursed his lips, "Now."

Steps departing, inside the safety passage, Gu Zixuan sat in the wheelchair, looking at the corner of the stairs, where earlier a fight clearly took place, blood spattered over the ground, inside her eyes, trembling watery radiance grew heavier and heavier, until she couldn’t resist, turning her head away, tears rolled down...

...

When Yu Yuanshen found Gu Zixuan, he discovered she was by the corridor window, leaning against it looking at something he couldn’t discern.

Yu Yuanshen walked up and handed over the document, saying, "The bones are fine. Professor Li Mingda said your ligaments are recovering quickly as well, so no need for a cast. Take advantage of this opportunity and remove it. Just stabilize with a splint for a couple of days and you’ll be able to walk. Should we go now or wait a bit?"

Gu Zixuan was in a bad mood, and Yu Yuanshen knew she needed time to calm down.

Out of the blue, Gu Zixuan fluttered her eyelashes and raised her gaze, "No need, let’s go now. I don’t want the splint; I’ll be careful and manage on my own."

Understanding that Gu Zixuan was really agitated today by Shen Jian妮, and the provocations from the women around He Qimo were unbearable, Yu Yuanshen slightly clenched his fist and nodded, "Alright, I’ll take you there."

"Okay." Gu Zixuan lowered her head, turned her wheelchair around by herself, and Yu Yuanshen moved behind to start pushing her away.

Just before leaving, Gu Zixuan turned back for a glance.

From this angle, she could see the hospital’s main entrance perfectly.

A black Bentley Mulsanne was driving away, and in the depths of her eyes, some color softened ever so slightly, rippling...

...

Over the next few days, Gu Zixuan stayed completely in bed to recuperate. Having learned her lesson, Mrs. Qin kept the nurse call button within reach, vigilantly watching the door, ready to press it in case any woman barged in again.

On the fourth day, with just one day left before discharge, He Qimo, finally able to have a breather after busy days, arrived at the hospital.

Upon entering, He Qimo immediately felt a distinctly unpleasant cold glare aimed at him, but when he turned to look again, he found the elderly lady beside him focused solely on her handcrafted clay figure, molding it attentively as though she hadn’t really been looking at him.

He furrowed his brows and walked forward, wanting to ask Gu Zixuan how she had been these past few days.

After so many days of silence between them, given Gu Zixuan’s personality, she should have put it aside somewhat. Maybe, he could take this chance to talk with her.

And perhaps, this time he would let go of the prejudice that Gu Zixuan had someone in her heart. Then after moving out, they might live well.

She had suffered a lot because of him...

But before he could speak, he heard Gu Zixuan’s cold voice, "Leave, I don’t want to see you."

He Qimo was momentarily stunned, seemingly not understanding.

Liang Xi, who followed in, also seemed a bit surprised. Looking at He Qimo, then at Gu Zixuan, not knowing what had happened.

After a moment’s pause, He Qimo stepped forward and asked, "What’s wrong? I’ve been busy these days..."

Before he finished explaining, Gu Zixuan coldly interrupted again, "I don’t want to hear what you’re busy with. Leave."

The crimson rising in her gaze made He Qimo freeze, like he suddenly understood something.

Looking at the hospital, thinking about the news that Shen Jian妮 violently assaulted paparazzi journalists which had kept him preoccupied these past few days, and the incident reports shared by Liang Xi.

Everything slowly connecting...

"Did Shen Jian妮 come to say something to you?"

The cold tone made Gu Zixuan find it amusing, especially when she hadn’t said much, yet He Qimo could instinctively know whose doing it was.

Inhaling deeply, she suppressed her trembling voice completely, "He Qimo, I don’t care how many scandalous rumors are around you, nor do I concern myself whether or not you’ve messed around with others. And further, I don’t mind how much your mom and sister despise me. Our marriage has reached this point, and I don’t want to persist anymore. If you have a conscience left and can help my dad, thank you. If you don’t, consider it that I was wrong all these years, blinded, and I’ll accept it myself. I now only ask that you, including everyone around you, don’t appear before me anymore. Leave!"

It seemed her voice rose a few decibels.

Even Liang Xi couldn’t help but gather his expression, looking at them both with some heartache, anxiously scratching his ears.

In the air, He Qimo endured the stomach ache from struggling all night yesterday, slightly clenching his fists, "What if I say I haven’t done anything to wrong you?"

Gu Zixuan raised her gaze, tearfully laughing at him, "Haven’t done anything? He Qimo, do you believe yourself? Flies don’t bite a seamless egg. Even if you’ve done nothing, these women can pounce on you in waves because you allowed it! Don’t tell me it’s the nature of business exchanges. He Qimo, ever since the third year of our marriage, the He Family hasn’t worried about money! Life is enough, why still chase after more? Besides... what happened five years ago, you said you’d control yourself and avoid others’ dark intentions and temptations, and that you’ve never forgotten your first love, whom you’ve kept in your heart for so many years and claimed you didn’t want those things to happen, only wanted me, do you think I would believe you?"

Their eyes met, the air woven with their trembling glances.

He Qimo also chilled, looking unfamiliar at her.

Eight years, condensed into a silhouette, countless fights and reconciliations, countless disputes and compromises.

Actually all boiled down to a single phrase,

A moment of mockery within the heart.

Yes, trust, they never had it between them as a couple...