Chapter 326: 328 (2)_1
His tone—
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, her brow furrowed involuntarily. Could something have happened?
Huo Jinnan glanced at Che Huan, "Hmm" indifferently after hanging up the phone, and with his right hand, he took Che Huan’s left hand and placed it on his trousers.
Che Huan lowered her head and saw the thick scar on the back of his hand again. Although it had already crusted over, it still looked so painful just by glancing at it.
She withdrew her hand slightly, her fingers sliding out from his palm to cover the back of his hand. With the tips of her fingers, she gently caressed the rough scab, "How did you get hurt?"
Huo Jinnan, with downcast eyes, glanced at Che Huan’s slender fingers, "Give me your household registration book and ID card, and I’ll tell you."
"..."
Che Huan’s face flushed. Just give them to him like this?
Even if she didn’t want a wedding, shouldn’t there at least be a proper proposal?
Was she being too sentimental?
Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Huo Jinnan casually tapped on the steering wheel with one hand, "Or would you rather be my mistress?"
"..."
Che Huan stole a glance at Huo Jinnan. So domineering it was incredible! Yet, she found herself hopelessly attracted to this side of him.
Recalling the loud "bang" outside the door of his room at Huo Mansion, she shivered sitting in the passenger seat. It seemed... he wasn’t the kind of man to pity and cherish the fairer sex!
Upon further reflection, although also a woman, she found herself utterly unable to sympathize with Gu Yunqing. There was even a faint feeling of schadenfreude.
And now, this was probably his gentler side, right?
She should be content!
Fearful that Huo Jinnan would catch her expression, Che Huan sneaked another look at the man seriously driving. His profile was perfectly chiseled, his lack of pity and cherishment for women was just perfect, and his domineering nature was just perfect, effortlessly stirring one’s heartstrings.
"Do you want me to take it off so you can have a better look?"
Huo Jinnan glanced sideways at Che Huan.
Che Huan quickly sat up straight, "Who’s looking at you!"
Huo Jinnan held her hand and pressed it firmly onto his trousers, "Keep looking."
Che Huan blushed and spoke up, "Narcissist."
"Before I met you, I didn’t realize I was this narcissistic," Huo Jinnan said seriously, without looking at Che Huan.
"..."
Che Huan glanced at Huo Jinnan and quickly averted her gaze. This man was truly beyond help with his narcissism!
...
By the time they reached Hong Kong, it was already past eight o’clock. The night slowly drew its curtain, thick as ink, too dense to dissipate.
The ambulance stopped at the entrance of Muhe Hospital. Shen Mubai, in a white coat, along with two world-renowned orthopedic specialists flown in from abroad, waited outside. Following the stretcher as it was unloaded from the ambulance, they entered the hospital.
In the distance, a black Volkswagen Huiteng was parked facing the direction of the ambulance, all the headlights turned off, not a single glimmer of light, deeply embedded in the dark of the night, almost blending with the darkness.
Uncle Guan sat behind the wheel, afraid to look at the expression on the old master’s face.
The old master held binoculars in his withered hands, looking in the direction of the ambulance with a frown. It wasn’t till Wen Ru was wheeled into the hospital that he angled the binoculars slightly, directing them toward the Wen family.
After observing for a while, he shifted the focus to the back, settling on the last black Bentley, with its dark tea-colored windows, impossible to see through from the outside.
The old master looked on for a while, but the car door remained closed. He put down the binoculars, "Uncle Guan, give me a cigarette."
Uncle Guan didn’t speak, took a pack of Zhonghua from the side, pulled out a cigarette and offered it to the old master.
The old master took the cigarette and shook his head again.
Uncle Guan was about to light it but immediately stopped the action.
