Lin Yixun couldn’t help but find it amusing as she saw Ouyang Hao looking so pleased. This guy, he’s only easy to deal with when he’s injured. See, as soon as he feels a bit better, he starts making trouble for her.
She wasn’t upset with him, though. Compared to Ouyang Hao nearly sacrificing his life for her, feeding him porridge was nothing.
She scooped another spoonful of porridge for him and didn’t forget to remind him, "You haven’t fully recovered yet. Eat more, so you’ll get better faster."
The man looked at her deeply, "Are you worried about me?"
Lin Yixun lowered her eyes and replied confidently, "You’re my boss, my bread and butter. Of course, I care about you."
Upon hearing this, the man frowned deeply, "So, if I weren’t your boss, you wouldn’t care about me at all?"
"Of course not," Lin Yixun said sincerely, "When I was at my most desperate, it was you who gave me this job; when I was feeling hopeless and helpless, it was you who helped me without hesitation. Even if you’re not my boss in the future, I’ll never forget your kindness."
A hint of awkwardness flashed across Ouyang Hao’s face. He cleared his throat, breaking the sentimental atmosphere, "Cut it out! Are you writing a grade school essay? I can’t stand this mushy stuff!"
"Mr. Ouyang, I’m telling the truth."
"I don’t care whether you’re telling the truth or not. Look at you, you talk a good game, but your actions don’t match. Now you’re not even feeding me the porridge."
Only then did Lin Yixun realize that she had been too absorbed in talking and had forgotten to feed Ouyang Hao. But still, he’s a grown man with hands and feet, why does he have to insist on her feeding him?
Sure enough, Ouyang Hao must have a princess complex.
Despite her internal grumblings, to avoid more complaints from Ouyang Hao, Lin Yixun obediently resumed feeding him. Ouyang Hao leisurely lay in bed, only needing to move his mouth, enjoying a level of comfort almost on par with an ancient emperor.
He closed his eyes in comfort, thoroughly enjoying the moment. If he’d known this wooden head would be , he would’ve used the injury trick more often in the past. Well, at least this wooden head is now completely tamed by him.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Hao’s lips curved up in a smile.
Li Yun’er had traveled thousands of miles to reach the hospital where Ouyang Hao was. However, she never expected to see the scene unfolding in the hospital room.
The refined makeup on her pretty face changed through various emotions before she finally restored her usual smile. Wearing ten-inch high heels, she walked into the room.
"Yo, Ouyang Hao, looks like you’re living quite the carefree life."
Being disturbed out of the blue, Ouyang Hao opened his eyes unhappily. When he saw it was Li Yun’er, his frown deepened, "What are you doing here?"
After traveling such a long distance, enduring all the fatigue, all she got was this one remark from Ouyang Hao. Naturally, Li Yun’er was not pleased, but her smile became even more seductive. In a melodious voice, she said, "I heard you got bitten by a snake. I came here to see if this demon you are actually dead."
"How did you know I was bitten by a snake?"
"How could I not know? With the advancement of information technology, something that happens one moment can be broadcast to every corner of the world the very next second."
Li Yun’er boldly sat down beside his hospital bed and suddenly leaned in close, "You have no idea. News of your injury caused an uproar back home. Your fans nearly choked the airport."
Li Yuner’s lips almost touched Ouyang Hao’s face. The nearness was too intimate, making Lin Yixun on the side feel very uncomfortable. For some reason, seeing this scene made her chest feel incredibly tight.