Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She lowered her head, her long hair covered her face, and her face was covered with paleness.

His fingertips were trembling and cold.

Who would want to hurt her, or kill her... It seems to be such an obvious thing that there is no need to think about it.

It was like why her father died in prison. No one said it clearly, but everyone knew it.

She held the phone until the screen went off because of her delay.

Chi Huan put the phone back into the bag, raised his head and looked sideways at the lights in the emergency room.

The knife was stabbed in the back. If it wasn't for Mrs. Larry's driver who was also a part-time bodyguard, the gangster with the knife would even want to make up for it...

Hastily and messy footsteps sounded, and then the young girl's anxious voice sounded, "Uncle Qiao, how is my mother...how did she get hurt? What happened?"

Chi Huan looked in the direction of the voice.

A man in his fifties appeared side by side with a girl about her own age.

Uncle Qiao is Mrs. Larry's driver, he rescued them and sent Mrs. Larry to the hospital.

"I was stabbed in the back, but there should be no serious injuries. I am giving first aid, so I have to wait."

"How could my mother be stabbed by a knife? Does Lancheng have her enemies?"

Uncle Qiao looked a little embarrassed. He looked at Chi Huan who was sitting with his head bowed, "Ma'am...to save this young lady."

The two looked at her.

Chi Huan stood up. The nude coat she was wearing and the scarf she was wearing to cover her face were beige, but they were taken off because they were stained with too much blood.

She didn't wear much makeup, and her usually delicate and clean face looked extraordinarily pale under the long seaweed-like hair, even a little numb.

But she looked at them calmly, "I'm sorry," her voice was hoarse, with indescribable emotions, or, in fact, no emotions, "She was injured because she blocked a knife for me."

The father and daughter looked at her and looked at each other.

The man is tall, but a little chubby, with a kind face, wearing a suit, and looks very good-tempered. He reached out and patted Chi Huan's shoulder, sighed, and said in a comforting tone, "Don't be too self-conscious." Blame..."

The girl probably knew her too, "Yes, don't be too sad," she said, and immediately opened her arms and hugged Chi Huan, "Mom, she's going to be fine, Uncle Qiao said he didn't hit a vital point... It'll be fine."

Chi Huan's whole body stiffened the moment she hugged her.

She doesn't like physical contact with people, especially unfamiliar people, let alone...

After holding back for a few seconds, she still frowned and took two steps back.

This action was an obvious avoidance, and the girl looked a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry..."

Chi Huan took a deep breath, frowned and said lightly, "Sorry, I'm not used to it."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, "You don't have to hate me," she forced a smile, and finally said, "But... is someone trying to kill you? Why? Do you know who it is?"

Chi Huan frowned all the time, not too concealedly indifferent, and did not answer.

The two people in front of her...she couldn't say that she hated them, or how much she hated them, even this should be the first time they met, she didn't want to show any hostility...or she didn't have any hostility for a long time.

But if you want to say that you like them, or that you are friendly and affectionate, that's not necessary.

The girl didn't seem to mind Chi Huan's indifference, but she could tell that Chi Huan didn't "like" her very much, so she asked cautiously, "There's blood on your clothes...do you want to call your boyfriend? Let him come to pick you up and send you some clothes by the way."

Chi Huan looked up at the girl standing in front of her.

She was not much different in age, or maybe a year or two younger, and looked innocent and ignorant of worldly affairs.

Chi Huan withdrew his gaze, took two steps back, sat down on the bench behind him, and said calmly, "Wait for the doctor to come out."

After waiting for another twenty minutes, the door of the emergency room opened.

Larry and his daughter hurried up to greet her, "How is my mother?"

"It's not a serious problem. Fortunately, the stabbing was not deep. After staying in the hospital for a while and waiting for the wound to recover, it should be almost done."

Mrs. Larry was transferred to an advanced ward.

Chi Huan still followed Larry and his daughter into the ward, and saved her for no other reason, so she naturally wanted to thank her face to face.

Mrs. Larry has woken up, her face is still a little pale due to excessive blood loss, without her usual expensive clothes, leaning on the raised pillow, without the desolation of being high above.

Chi Huan stood at the end of the bed. The blood on her clothes made her look a little embarrassed, but she stood upright with a calm expression, "Thank you for saving me. I'm sorry that I caused you to be injured."

Mrs. Larry looked at her, with some vague emotions suddenly welling up in her eyes, complex and lonely.

She was polite and distant, even if she was grateful, it was like the gratitude of a stranger.

In her body, I can no longer find the appearance of a soft and sweet little girl in my memory and the unreserved trust in her eyes.

She seldom saw her these years because of many reasons, and of course, she didn't dare. At this moment, she suddenly discovered that Chi Huan's feelings for her ranged from reluctance, to hatred, to indifference, and now to being as polite as a stranger alienated.

Chi Huan didn't pay attention to her eyes, but said indifferently with lowered eyebrows, "Your husband and daughter are with you, so I won't bother you... Thank you very much for saving me."

After that, she turned and walked towards the door.

When she was about to open the doorknob, Mrs. Larry stopped her, "Huanhuan."

She turned around, "Is there anything else?"

"Do you still insist on being with him even if you are injured?"

Chi Huan didn't speak, and his mood didn't fluctuate.

Mrs. Larry sighed irresolutely, and said lightly, "Then let him pick you up, don't go out alone these days... Or, do you need me to send someone to take you back?"

"No thanks."

Chi Huan turned around, held the doorknob, opened the door and walked out.

She didn't have any other ideas, she planned to pay the hospitalization fee, and then took a taxi home... Although their family would definitely not be short of this medical fee.

After walking a few meters, her footsteps stopped.

Looking up, a tall man in a black coat stood in front of her. He frowned and looked at the blood on her body, his eyes were as deep as ink, and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you call me?"

Chi Huan staggered his gaze, "Forgot,"

She walked past him and said lightly, "I'm going to pay the hospital fee and hospitalization fee, will you go with me?"

She hadn't walked half a meter before the man grabbed her arm, and her voice was a little gloomy, "Chi Huan."

The strength in his hand was too heavy, Chi Huan frowned in pain, "What are you doing?"

Seeing his increasingly gloomy face, she probably knew why he was angry, and pursed her lips and said, "Pay the money first, I want to go eat, I didn't eat anything at noon, I'm very hungry."