Yes, this girl’s beauty was not superficial, but rather a beauty of temperament. She was like a spring in the desert or a sheet of white paper recently uncovered after being sealed away for ages. Her purity and flawlessness were simply incomparable to the average person.
Ou Mucen understood, so he didn’t explain any further. He lifted the girl from the wheelchair and placed her on the dining chair...
She wasn’t actually clean; rather, because all her original memories had vanished from her mind, she resembled a child, naive and unaware of worldly matters. But had she been conscious, the experiences she had gone through and the ordeals she had suffered wouldn’t have left her so innocent.
After he placed her in the chair, the woman immediately patted the tabletop, signaling to the standing Han Duo across from her to sit down.
Han Duo was surprised for a moment, standing there hesitating for quite a while before finally coming over to sit down, "Mrs. Ou, you..."
"They all call me Ningning..."
"Mhm, you can call me that too. Are you very sick?"
Han Duo, who had just sat down, was stunned by her question and suddenly froze.
She said she was very sick?
How... How did she notice?
Immediately, her eyes darted around anxiously towards the living room. After making sure no one was paying attention to them, she breathed a sigh of relief, "No, not at all, I’m fine. I’m just a bit anemic."
"What’s anemia?" She even asked this.
Upon hearing this, Han Duo laughed, "Anemia means you’re somewhat malnourished, lacking in vitality."
She had heard some things about the girl’s situation during this time. It was said that after Mrs. Ou from the Ou Group awoke from her state, the excessive use of medications had caused substantial harm to her body.
Thus, when she sat in the wheelchair, including asking some naive questions, the clever Han Duo didn’t show surprise, but answered calmly and composedly.
Hearing it was a lack of vitality that was the issue, the girl who had been quietly watching her retracted her gaze.
Ou Mucen also went over to the living room and saw Jicheng returning to his desk and playing video games, not even greeting this senior who had attended the same school. He was puzzled, "What are you doing? Don’t you recognize her? Why are you hiding here without even saying hello?"
Jicheng let out a cold snort, ignored him, and continued playing his game.
Ou Mucen, angered, kicked towards his leg, "Have some conscience. The day of your car accident, she rushed over worriedly, practically willing to have the accident in your place."
Jicheng’s fingers, moving quickly on the keyboard, froze for a second!
Rushed over worriedly?
Practically willing to have the accident in his place?
She came to see if he had been killed in the accident, right?
It was just a moment’s pause before his face turned even paler, and his fingers flew even faster across the keyboard. The entire living room could hear the rapid "tap, tap, tap" of the keys.
Han Duo was chatting with Ye Ning, then suddenly heard this noise. An involuntary shudder ran through her, and her throat tightened. Her palms were drenched in cold sweat.
She didn’t know how long she endured, but finally, the cook in the kitchen finished preparing the meal. She quickly got up to help and brought out the dishes.
With the food finally served, Jicheng, who had been gaming, finally stopped. He shuffled over in slippers, looking as if someone owed him millions.