C194

Chapter 194 - Hospitalization

Afraid of being discovered, I closed my eyes tightly after seeing that person's miserable state. I pretended to roll over with my back facing that person.

I vaguely heard the door open and knew that the person had gone out. I felt a surge of disdain. Even if he didn't want to do anything, I still wanted to be the wife of someone who would be gentle.

"Well, wife, I know you're awake." The gentle voice, with a touch of helplessness, pulled me toward him and held out my hand to my forehead.

I opened my eyes against the cold of his palm.

He glared at him.

"Slow down, you're going too far."

"What's his name?" Slowly, she reached out and tapped my forehead.

I blinked. "Hubby, you're going too far."

A gentle smile suddenly appeared on my face. The corner of my lips slightly lifted upwards, showing a beautiful curve. I, who thought that I wasn't very infatuated, actually became infatuated when I saw such a gentle smile.

It wasn't until the gentle voice sounded in my ears that I came to my senses.

"Wake up, are you hungry?" Slowly, she reached out her hand to pinch my nose. Such an intimate action normally wouldn't have happened in the past, but today, all sorts of complicated feelings filled my heart that were hard to describe.

Was it because I was touched, or was it because there were so few intimate actions between me and Gentle, so when she treated me like that, I was actually moved.

I wondered if I was too easily moved.

From the time I woke up to the night, there had only been me and Yue Yang in the hospital. Grandma and Zhang Mancha also hadn't come in again, so I didn't know whether she had taken care of it before I woke up, or if it was because of me, but Grandma had angrily left.

But I didn't mention it, and I didn't ask.

In the hospital for two days, said that I was taking care of a gentle, but more like a gentle care of me, looking at his busy back, my heart warm.

"What's wrong?" I stared at him for a long time, perhaps because he had noticed me, and he turned to face me, still holding the sushi in his hand.

I have to say, it's good to be rich, even the inpatient ward is different from normal people. From decorating to decorating, it's simply the standard setting for rich people. There are all kinds of kitchens and small living rooms.

Indeed, in this world, only if you work hard enough and have enough money can you enjoy preferential treatment.

"My husband is handsome." I held my face in my hands, making a face that was mesmerized by him, and blinked.

After staring at me for a moment, he asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Really." I nodded.

The time of happiness was so short that after two days in the hospital, the doctor had checked that my body was completely healed and I could leave the hospital.

After a short period of time, he began his daily life of being able to stay at home for no more than three hours a day.

But what right did I have to force him to stay at home longer? One had to know that the slowest was the boss of a large company. He was burdened with the responsibilities of many employees. If he were to slack off, there might be problems with the operation of the entire company.

Every time and gentle in the home separation, I was very reluctant.

Due to a number of reasons, the movie that Director Zhang looked for me to cooperate with was delayed for six months. I stayed at home by myself for four months, as if I was going to grow hair from being too idle, so I decided to work together with an advertising company on Weibo.

Going out to do an advertisement today.

In the morning, it was still cold. He had already begun to prepare breakfast in the kitchen.

In the past, I would still be lying in bed at this time. Today, I set an alarm clock that was half an hour later than the previous one, put on my pajamas and sneakily snuck towards the kitchen.

Probably the sound of an egg entering a pot, I lie outside the door for five minutes, making sure that it is too gentle to turn around. Then, I tiptoe in and cover my eyes with my hands.

"Guess who I am?"

"Lin Xiang, let go of him quickly. Grasping a pot in my hands, I slowly searched for a spot to place the pot. I couldn't let it go. I almost laughed when I saw this. With the intention of stopping when I was well, I withdrew my hand.

"Hehehe, are you surprised?" I grinned at him.

Ye Zichen didn't speak, and merely continued to make breakfast.

The air suddenly quieted down, and the smile on my face couldn't keep up. I could only hear "zizi zizi" sounds.

Was he angry?

I bit my lips and carefully raised my head to look at him.

But I really just wanted to play a little joke on him.

For a moment, I didn't know what I should do, so I could only stand by the side, stunned. I looked at him slowly, hoping that he would turn his head and see me while he was cooking.

After standing still for about half an hour, my legs started to feel a little numb. I didn't know if it was due to the illness from Qin Xin's previous training, or the fact that I accidentally left it behind a few times. As long as I stood still for a long time, my knees would feel numb.

But it's my little secret, and I don't usually say it, because as an actor, if you're physically injured, your acting career will be somewhat affected.

He didn't even look at me. It should be fine if I move a little, right?

The voice came into my head, growing clearer, as if someone were whispering in my ear.

I clenched my fists and bent my knees. Good.

Thus, I bent once again.

I slightly opened my legs and was about to bend down when a large hand suddenly landed on my forehead.

"Wife, are you training?" One of them was holding an omelette with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

I pursed my lips and smiled. "Yeah, that's right. It's the morning. Exercise is good for the body."

He slowly handed me the fried eggs and picked up the other one from the stove. As he walked out, he asked, "Why are you up so early today?"

"There's a small ad to shoot." I took my fried egg and followed him obediently.

When I saw him slow to a halt at the table, I did the same.

"Put it aside. I'll go get the salad dressing." He helped me pull back a stool and turned back to the refrigerator. When I came back, I was already holding a salad dressing in one hand and a piece of bread in the other.

"A small advertisement?" I didn't help you pick up any ads these days. " He sat down slowly in his seat and helped me spread the salad dressing on the bread, continuing the conversation about my work.

I stopped when I cut the egg.

"I've been busy these past two days, so I can't disturb you. I picked up this advertisement myself."

I really didn't want to be slow. He came home every night with a pile of papers, and every time he did it, late into the night. Several times he did it, and I fell asleep, and I tried to stay with him.

The last thing I knew was that it would only delay the work, because each time we ended up in bed, confused.

In order to avoid such a thing happening again, the smart me to go straight to my room after dinner after the gentle return, the effect is remarkable, at least gentle the big work that brings home every day is done.

At most, I can only rest for five hours a day. I also feel sorry for him, but how can I interfere with the rest because of my work?

"You picked it up yourself?" The Slow Hand gained a bit of strength, and the bread instantly understood the salad dressing.

After a slight frown, I tossed the piece of bread to the side and took another piece for me.

"Wife, the entertainment circle is very chaotic."

"I know." I've been in this circle for many years, how could I not know that the entertainment circle is a mess.

"Don't go today, I'll help you choose a good advertisement for the next two days." The gentle voice seemed to have the intention of making a final decision, easily helping me make my decision.

I kept saying to myself in my heart that being gentle was just worrying about me, which was why I had such a thought. I should feel happy about it, but I still wanted to fight for it myself.

"I've already agreed that the other party has already sent the money to my account, so I can't not go." I looked at him slowly, trying to make him understand that this could no longer be changed.

After all, this is related to my integrity, and my reputation in this circle in the future.

"Double the money back, no need to go." He gently placed the bread, covered in salad dressing, in front of me.

I opened my eyes wide, unable to believe what I had just said.

"But, I've already made an appointment with someone. Today, I must go. This is my reputation, and that person is someone I can trust. Truly, believe me this one time."