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Standing up, he patted the traces left behind by the battle.

"Ah Ming, how long has it been since you mentioned Feng Ling, or if you can change the topic. How long since you last thought about Feng Ling!"

That's right, she had not thought about Feng Ling for a long time.

However, Gong Siming would definitely not admit that his feelings for Feng Ling had already weakened a long time ago. Instead, his feelings for Si Wan had grown deeper and deeper.

"If it weren't for you, I would be at the nursing home right now."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Watching Gong Siming leave, the remaining three people smiled at each other.

Everyone understood, but there was one person who was unwilling to face his own heart.

The night of the capital had never bored anyone. Colorful lights, passing cars, and those people who wandered the streets and alleys, searching for directions.

After leaving the Bewilderment Bar, a gust of cold wind assaulted him, causing the usually cold and charming man to unconsciously tighten the outer garment on his body.

He closed his eyes and quietly observed his surroundings.

The girls beside him were discussing the man in front of them in a low voice.

However, from beginning to end, no one dared to approach them.

Even the drunk man was leaning far away from him, his swaying body very naturally.

A Rolls-Royce slowly drove in front of the man.

Hua Er who was in the carriage got off, and watched the man close his eyes and raise his head, and couldn't help but sigh.

In the entire fifteen years he followed Gong Siming, he had never seen this kind of appearance.

However, he was filled with emotion. No matter if it was a god-like existence, when they met love, they were still mortal beings.

The wind of late at night was a bit bone-piercing.

Opening the car door, Hua Er said in a low voice.

"Boss Gong, it's cold at night, get on the carriage."

Even the whispers of the few women behind him could be clearly heard.

His cool demeanor, and even the movements when he got on the car, attracted a round of screams.

The car quickly disappeared into the night, leaving behind only the timid people, the soft sounds of discussion, and the post-mortem vexation.

"Boss Gong, where are we going?" Hua Er asked softly.

Gong Siming who was looking out of the window blurted out.

"Let's go home!"

Receiving the order, Hua Er increased his speed and headed towards the Gong Villa.

"Forget it, Hua Er, let's go to the sanatorium."

Gong Siming who suddenly reacted, spoke with determination.

Without rebutting at all, Hua Er quickly changed his direction.

In the dead of night, the nursing home was so quiet that only the sounds of the apparatus and the deep, shallow breathing of the people could be heard.

This was the capital, and even the best sanatorium in the entire country. It had the most advanced instruments and equipment, and was also one of the top medical teams in the world.

It was a place where countless people couldn't even enter after spending a lifetime's worth of savings.

A lady with fair skin and a faint blush was quietly lying on the bed.

His chest rose and fell with his breath, and he did not look like he had been in a car accident at all.

It was even better than when she was still alive and kicking.

If not for Gong Siming, she wouldn't even be here.

But if there was no such thing as a chance, Gong Siming was just willing to spend this money and do these things for her.

Zhou Yu beat up Huang Ji, one was willing to take the hit while the other was willing to take it. No one could explain it clearly, and it was understandable.

Gently, the door opened.

A faint smile appeared on the woman's face.

The perfect figure quickly arrived at the sickbed as she walked forward.

Reaching out his hand, he gently held the girl's soft hand and slowly sat on the chair beside the sickbed.

She placed her soft hands on her face and felt the scent of the person on the bed.

"Feng Ling, I've come to see you." Gong Siming said expressionlessly.

"Did you miss me? You've already slept for so long, why haven't you woken up yet? "

Although he wanted to express the longing in his heart, the moment the words left his mouth, it became a calm greeting.

His heart no longer had the same emotions as before.

"Are you still angry that I took the person that hurt you?"

Originally, he wanted to scold Si Wan a few more times, but no matter what he did, he couldn't scold him.

"Maybe there really was a misunderstanding. Maybe she didn't mean to hurt you."

Gong Siming talked to himself, and didn't notice in the slightest that Feng Ling's eyelids were trembling slightly on her bed.

"Believe me, the person I love the most is you. I've always punished her, but she never fought back. She was even very cold to me."

Recalling the coldness and politeness in Si Wan's expression when facing him, her hands unconsciously tightened.

After feeling the resistance in his hand, he let go of her hand again apologetically.

"Sorry, Feng Ling, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be lying here."

For some reason, he didn't want to say the phrase that he always liked to say the most, "Hurry up and wake up."

Not only that, she was a little worried. If Feng Ling woke up, what should she do with him?

Divorce? He seemed to have never thought about getting a divorce from Si Wan.

Naturally, he did not notice the estrangement and serenity in his tone when talking with Feng Ling.

Her words were full of guilt towards Si Wan for bumping into Feng Ling.

"Do you remember how we met?"

After he finished speaking, a layer of awkwardness appeared on his face.

He actually didn't know what to say.

Looking at the lady in front of him, Gong Siming's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.

The person who flashed across her mind just now was Si Wan.

But the one who helped him back then was Feng Ling, she was the one who risked her life to send her to the hospital.

He still remembered the moment he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Ling looking at him worriedly.

Tears could still be seen in the corner of his eyes, and there were traces of blood on his body.

Such a weak and slim girl, facing more than a dozen professional assassins, she was not afraid at all.

From that moment onwards, Gong Siming had told himself that only such a woman was worthy of him.

She had a gentle personality, a pure and charming appearance, and a fearless spirit.

Once it's decided, no one can change their mind.

At that time, Gong Siming was indeed like that.

As if he had received the answer, Gong Siming returned to his previous determined state.

The sharpness in her eyes and the evil spirit at the corner of her mouth.

"I knew it, Feng Ling. You are my fate."

These words seemed to be said to Feng Ling who was lying on the sickbed, but it was actually said to the self who was swaying internally.

Coming to the sanatorium, more importantly, to prove that he had Feng Ling in his heart.

After leaving the sanatorium, he was in a much better mood.

The state he was in had returned to that calm and cold state.

The depression and depression between his brows disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Gong Siming in such a state, Hua Er was clear that he had obtained the answer he wanted.

However, it was hard to say if this answer could last for a long time.

They directly arrived at the company and Gong Siming sat in his office expressionlessly.

He was waiting, waiting for someone to arrive.