Su Chen was lost in thought, so Qin Sheng naturally couldn’t talk to himself and simply remained silent. On the other hand, Li Qingshen slightly shifted his body, indifferently glanced at the doctor standing beside them, and asked, "How is she?"
The doctor looked up and said, "The wound on her head is quite severe, requiring ten stitches. She passed out due to excessive blood loss."
Li Qingshen’s brow slightly furrowed, and a layer of distress appeared in his eyes, which shimmered like water.
Qin Sheng had never seen Li Qingshen before. He couldn’t help but speak up, asking the doctor, "When will she wake up?"
The doctor replied, "The bleeding has stopped for now, but it might take some time before she regains consciousness."
After that, the room fell into complete silence, with no one speaking a word.
After a while, Su Chen and Qin Sheng, one after the other, said their goodbyes. Li Qingshen, who had been standing motionless with his back to them, suddenly spoke up, calling "Qin Sheng" by his name. With a faint tone, Qin Sheng halted, responded, and then Li Qingshen, slightly turned, said without any emotion in his voice, "Take the people you brought here away."
Since she was injured, there was naturally no need for those people anymore.
Qin Sheng nodded, acknowledged, and then left Li Qingshen’s villa with Su Chen. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovelHub(.)net
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The villa was exceptionally quiet.
The man stood still in front of the window until nightfall, when he finally blinked, reined in his emotions, turned to switch on the lights, and then, with slow steps, made his way towards Ling Momo’s bedroom.
He raised his hand, turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, walked to the bedside, then gently sat down, his eyes lowered as he looked at the still unconscious girl.
The room was unlit; the cold moonlight streamed in through the window, allowing Li Qingshen to vaguely see her face, so pale as if it were translucent, her forehead tightly furrowed, and her lips firmly pursed as if she had encountered something extremely infuriating, both aggrieved and smoldering with anger.
Seeing her , Li Qingshen felt a pang in his heart and couldn’t help but lift his hand to gently caress her face.
He knew her current resentment was caused by him.
She was filled with complaints towards him.
But, why was she so stubborn?
Wasn’t a brief concession and grievance a small price to pay for longer-lasting presence?
Li Qingshen stared at Ling Momo, suddenly feeling a touch of irritability in his heart. His long fingers traced her features, finally lingering on her pretty pink lips.
His gaze deepened and darkened, then he leaned down, gently touched her lips, and whispered quietly, "Why must you be so stubborn?"
"Don’t you know that all my arrangements were for your sake?"
If it hadn’t been for her, he would never have condescended to cooperate with Jian Chenxi.
When those matters occurred years ago, he wasn’t in the country, and by the time he learned of them upon returning, too much time had passed, and any clue to clear her name had long been lost.
Thus, even if Ling Momo was wronged, not many people would believe her.
And the media cared even less about whether those events really happened; they were only concerned with how much profit they could make sensationalizing rumors about her.
[Sorry, I hit a snag writing! Just cleared it, phew~~~]