Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 191: Chapter 191 Things Have Changed (1)

Qiao Mo hurried over: "Mr. Qin, how is Xiao Xuan?"

"Everything went smoothly. It’ll take about two weeks for him to wake up, and after another month of recovery, he should be able to leave the hospital," Qin Zhaoran said gently.

Qiao Mo’s eyes were slightly wet: "Thank you... thank you."

Qiao Mo stayed outside the ward for several hours, her face somewhat pale, her gaze constantly worrying over the hospital bed.

She actually knew that these two weeks were the critical period. Although Qin Zhaoran didn’t say it, the doctor who had tried to save Qiao Xuan earlier mentioned that even if the surgery was successful, the chances of him waking up weren’t very high.

She didn’t dare to ask Qin Zhaoran, at least this way she still had some hope.

Thinking that maybe someday, he’d suddenly wake up.

A warmth behind her, a shadow appeared on the glass window.

"Let’s go home first, come back tomorrow." He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, speaking softly.

"Mr. Fu, you should go back first, you don’t need to stay here." She didn’t push him away, speaking gently, her voice polite yet distant.

His thin lips pressed lightly, his gaze lowered, somewhat hurt: "Do you really not want to see me?"

Qiao Mo continued to watch Qiao Xuan in the ward, not speaking.

A hint of disappointment surged in his eyes.

Why did it seem like he was the one at fault?

Clearly, she was the one who broke her promise...

With a light sigh, he grasped her wrist: "Let’s go back, come tomorrow."

Qiao Mo frowned, trying to shake him off: "I’m not leaving, you should go back."

Seeing the rejection in her eyes, his gaze cooled slightly, with a hint of danger, he spoke slowly: "I’ll say it again, come back with me."

Qiao Mo’s heart trembled slightly, meeting his pitch-black eyes, she remained silent.

He tugged her wrist, turning towards the elevator.

Qiao Mo struggled, trying to break free of his large hand: "What does Mr. Fu think of me? Calling me whenever you want and dismissing me just as easily!"

He pressed his thin lips tightly, remaining silent, only the coldness in his gaze deepened.

Qiao Mo clenched his large hand tightly, attempting to break free, but his hand was like iron clamps, painfully tight.

"Fu Nancheng let go of me! I’m not going back with you!"

His steps paused slightly, turning to look at her, a cold sharpness in his brow, his thin lips lightly parted: "Fifteen, transfer Qiao Xuan to another hospital."

Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned, her heart tightened: "What are you doing?"

He pulled her over, raising his hand to grip her chin fiercely: "I said I don’t like being refused."

"You!"

"If you don’t want to never see Qiao Xuan again, you better not make me angry."

Qiao Mo looked at the man in front of her with reddened eyes, her back feeling a chill, she was mere inches from him, easily enveloped by the cold aura around him.

Resentment, self-mockery, sarcasm, rejection...

Various emotions alternated in those beautiful yet slightly cold eyes, particularly glaring.

The two stood off for a long time, finally, Qiao Mo spoke self-mockingly in a soft voice: "Fine, I’ll go back with you, I’ll go back with you!"

He stared deeply at her for a while, a few seconds later, his thin lips lightly parted: "I don’t like your gaze."

Qiao Mo laughed softly, mockingly: "If Mr. Fu doesn’t like it, you can blind me, after all..."

Before the words were finished, a sharp aura filled the air.

Suddenly, he forcefully pressed her against the wall, his lips harshly pressed onto hers, biting heavily, carrying a touch of punishment, hurt, and revenge...