"Qinghan, are you... feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Bai Xiangxiang tentatively asked.
Pei Qinghan tried to sit up from the sickbed, and Bai Xiangxiang hurried to help him, only to have her hand lightly brushed away by Pei Qinghan without a sound.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Pei Qinghan’s complexion appeared slightly pale.
His head hurt as if it were about to explode.
Scenes from last night played back in his mind, like scenes flashing by on a revolving lantern.
As he was about to leave, he saw the crystal chandelier falling down.
The girl’s beautiful silhouette was shrouded in the bright white light, dazzling and captivating.
Yet, she was hanging by a thread.
At the critical moment, he didn’t think, he just rushed over.
He usually disliked inviting trouble and even less liked to place himself in danger. This was the first time he had risked his life to save a stranger.
At that moment, however, it felt as if he had unloaded some burden from his heart, and he let out a heavy sigh of relief.
He only knew that if he didn’t save her, he would definitely regret it. Latest content published on novｅlfire.net
Subsequently, he laughed at himself derisively. Since when had he become so altruistic?
He remembered the soft voice just before losing consciousness, inexplicably familiar, as though he had heard it somewhere before, distant, as if floating over from a far place. Yet, it was so clear that it left an imprint in the depths of his heart so that now, he could recall every tone and pause of each word she said with crystal clarity.
Looking at Pei Qinghan’s complexion, Bai Xiangxiang dared not even breathe too heavily. Had he remembered anything? Right now, every minute, every second was agony for her.
Hesitating, she probed: "Do you know who the girl you saved last night was?"
Pei Qinghan knitted his brows and gave her a cool look: "Who?"
It seemed he hadn’t remembered.
Bai Xiangxiang inwardly breathed a sigh of relief and managed to muster a big smile: "Not knowing her and still saving her, Qinghan, I didn’t realize you were such a kind person."
Pei Qinghan’s brows furrowed deeper: "I don’t know her?"
Just then, Yuesheng led a doctor in, shooting a glare at Bai Xiangxiang: "Brother Han just woke up, what nonsense are you spouting to him?"
Merely a henchman, and he dared to speak to her so arrogantly. Bai Xiangxiang felt furious and aggrieved inside. She glanced at Pei Qinghan, but he didn’t even look at her and showed no sign of reprimanding Yuesheng. Stomping her foot, she turned and sat down on the sofa.
The doctor checked Pei Qinghan’s head and asked him a few questions, suggesting he stay in the hospital for a few more days of observation.
Before leaving, the doctor looked at Pei Qinghan’s eyes curiously, waved his hand in front of them, but the eyes didn’t even blink. Suddenly, Pei Qinghan grasped the doctor’s wrist, his thin lips slightly curved up, "Doctor, I’m not blind."
The doctor’s wrist was pinched painfully: "My mistake, Mr. Pei, sorry."
Pei Qinghan let go, and the doctor hurried off.
Yuesheng looked at Pei Qinghan with concern: "Brother Han, your eyes..."
"It’s nothing, I won’t go blind." His tone carried a hint of self-mockery.
Bai Xiangxiang suppressed the shock in her heart. No wonder she thought he was acting strange earlier, so it was his eyes...
"Where’s Xiao Bai?" Pei Qinghan turned his head and asked.
"Brother Han, after the incident last night, there was a lot of unfinished business in the gang. Xiao Bai went to deal with it."
Pei Qinghan nodded slightly: "If Li Long doesn’t talk, bring over his bastard son. It seems he won’t shed tears until he sees the coffin."
Yuesheng chuckled: "Rest assured, Brother Han, Xiao Bai indeed has learned from the best."
Pei Qinghan thought about something and his brows furrowed slightly as he asked: "The person I saved last night..."
"Qinghan, you’ve been unconscious all night. You must be starving, right? Brother Yuesheng, can you send someone to buy some breakfast? I’m hungry too," Bai Xiangxiang suddenly interrupted.
Yuesheng glared at her fiercely: "Brother Han hasn’t said a word, why are you interrupting? If you’re hungry, just bear it."
"The person last night... Brother Han must have..."
Seeing that Yuesheng was about to expose Ji Yunya’s identity, Bai Xiangxiang suddenly burst into tears: "Brother Yuesheng, are you still blaming me for what happened last time? What if I apologize to you? I was delusional back then. I shouldn’t have framed you. But I did it so Qinghan would notice me. Could you please forgive me?"
Her tears were like a pear blossom hit by the spring rain, painting her as the most wronged despite being the one who had done wrong.
Yuesheng hated listening to a woman cry, and he could hardly contain his temper when Pei Qinghan suddenly said: "Bai Xiangxiang, what on earth are you trying to do?"
Bai Xiangxiang, weeping, leaned over his bed, grasping his hand: "Qinghan, do you love me?"
Pei Qinghan was momentarily stunned as if pondering the meaning of love. Then he curled his lips in a thin, scornful smile, and without hesitation, withdrew his hand.