She was very dedicated in taking care of him, but her care was a duty and responsibility, unrelated to love.
Tang Yuchen stared at her and said, "I have already divorced Ke Ren, what are you thinking in your heart?"
An Ruo looked into his eyes calmly and said calmly, "I have no thoughts about it, whether you divorce her or not has no impact on me."
The man’s face turned white, and his eyes trembled fiercely.
"An Ruo... have you sentenced me to death?"
"Get some rest, I’ll go make lunch," she stood up and headed to the kitchen, unwilling to say more.
When she came out with the cooked meal, Tang Yuchen was still lying there, his position seeming unchanged from before.
An Ruo looked at him, and his wooden gaze met hers, taking several seconds before coming into focus.
"Time to eat?" she asked him.
At this moment, only she could speak so calmly, right?
Tang Yuchen’s thin lips moved slightly, and he said to her in a deep voice, "After you eat, you can go. There’s no need to take care of me anymore. I asked you to take care of me so that I could see you every day. I won’t tell anyone about An Ji’s matter, you can rest assured..."
An Ruo was somewhat surprised by his decision.
In her memory, he had always been domineering. Whatever he wanted to do, he would do without caring about others’ feelings.
She thought that even after he was discharged from the hospital, he would continue to find ways to keep her caring for him, to stay by his side.
She didn’t expect that he would take the initiative to ask her to leave so soon.
"I promised to take care of you until you are discharged," she replied to him.
Tang Yuchen lowered his eyes slightly and said faintly, "No need, I will be discharged tomorrow, you don’t have to stay."
Discharged tomorrow?!
Hadn’t the doctor said he needed to stay through the week before he could be discharged?
An Ruo really wanted to persuade him to stay a few more days, but she swallowed her words.
Perhaps it truly was time for everything between them to end...
At night, An Ji left the bar and headed towards his car. Just as he was about to open the door, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Mr. An, my boss would like to see you. Please come with us," said the voice.
An Ji turned his head indifferently, and upon seeing Ah Biao’s face, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"What if I refuse?" he asked with a smirk.
Ah Biao glanced at the two bodyguards behind him, who understood and immediately drew their guns, aiming them at An Ji in secret.
Ah Biao said with a smile, "Mr. An, we sincerely invite you to be our guest, please honor us with your presence."
An Ji’s thin lips curled into a cold smirk.
"Considering your ’sincerity,’ I’ll go with you," he said.
He got into their car, and An Ji was taken to a villa in the mountains.
Ah Biao opened the car door for him and said respectfully, "My boss is waiting for you inside."
An Ji was aware of their reason for bringing him here; it was all about the content of their last conversation.
He wasn’t afraid of them. Following them into the living room, Tang Yushen walked towards him with a smile, extending a hand, "Mr. An, we meet again, what a pleasure."
An Ji glanced at his hand and said with a faint smile, "Just now you had guns pointed at me, and now you want to shake my hand? Tang Yushen, stop with the pretense in front of me. I’m not that easy to bully."
Tang Yushen withdrew his hand, not angry, maintaining an elegant smile on his face.
As if in his eyes, An Ji was just an arrogant child who could be indulged a little.