This ward is located in the deepest part of the corridor, secluded and transparent.

So Lin Qian accidentally listened to the conversation between the father and son outside the door.

At this moment, she looked at Li Zhicheng pushing out the door, and suddenly looked up, her heart felt soft. But there seemed to be another small stone rolling past her softness, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

That's because of two sentences Xu Yong said—

"Must marry Lin Qian?"

"From my point of view, I think it's not appropriate for you to marry her."

...

Li Zhicheng also looked at her steadily.

He came here as soon as he got off the plane. Perhaps because of the long-distance flight, his straight suit and shirt were a little frowning, and there was a hint of tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes. But the eyes staring at her were clear and dark. It seemed that he could see through her chaotic thoughts at this moment. He reached out, grabbed one of her hands, and gently stroked them in his palm.

“When did it arrive?”

Lin Qian answered truthfully: "It's been a while."

Li Zhicheng nodded.

"I'll go in and see him?" she asked again.

Li Zhicheng took her hand and didn't let go. He turned to look at the small glass window on the ward door. Seeing Xu Yong's eyes closed, he also dimmed the bedside lamp, and seemed to have fallen asleep. So he said, "He just took medicine and chatted with me for a while. Now he should be tired. We will come back tomorrow morning."

"OK."

Compared to the excitement and noisyness of the two reunited on weekdays, Lin Qian seemed much quieter at this moment. Li Zhicheng glanced at her slightly pursed lips and dark eyes, and didn't say much, holding her hand and walking out.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the bright lights shone on the snow-white corridor, making the night sky outside the window become even darker and hard to tell.

The two were still in the special care ward area, where there were very few people, only lights above their heads shining on their feet, leaving erratic shadows.

Lin Qian looked at his straight and cold figure and suddenly felt a dazed feeling.

I really hope that's how it is, the two of them keep holding hands.

...

"Are you wronged?"

He suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.

Under the light, his face was as handsome as ever. His black eyebrows were a little luster, and his slightly higher cheekbones made his outline look a little unyielding. One hand was still in his pocket, and the other hand had already wrapped around her waist, lowering his head and looking at her quietly.

Quiet, strong, and gentle.

Lin Qian reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Yeah." She said softly, "It's a bit. But... this grievance is probably not worth mentioning compared to the sea of ​​fire that someone encountered in my brother."

As he stared at him, a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

Lin Qian looked at him, but was a little stunned.

In fact, her grievances are by no means resentful to Xu Yong. On the contrary, if she comes from Xu Yong's perspective, she can understand that as a father and a businessman, he has such trade-offs and concerns. And after Li Zhicheng expressed his attitude, Xu Yong immediately accepted it.

But she still feels a little aggrieved. She feels that her true self, her real brother, is open and trustworthy, has not been seen by others. And under the current circumstances, she cannot prove her innocence and cannot prove that she is a "woman suitable for Li Zhicheng". This is caused by the objective environment, because her brother and her identity and position are there and cannot be changed.

"What kind of woman is suitable for you?" she suddenly asked.
Chapter completed!