Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

"What else do you want?"

Li Tingshen's casual question stunned Liang Xuer. She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

The people at the side cleaned up the unsightly ward as quickly as possible.

Xiao Chu got another lunch from outside.

Li Tingshen stood by the bed and watched as Xiao Chu placed lunch in front of Liang Xuer.

"Yes."

Liang Xuer bit her lips, her eyes red. She didn't move.

Li Tingshen looked at her solemnly. "I don't have that much patience. Either you don't eat for the rest of your life, or I'll get the doctor to amputate your leg and massage a pair of fake legs. You can go to the washroom as soon as possible."

Liang Xuer seemed to be frightened and her eyes trembled. In the end, she picked up her chopsticks.

Xiao Chu heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Liang Xuer eating.

"Have you eaten?"

After taking a few bites, she calmed down and felt that she shouldn't have done that. She looked up and asked Li Tingshen softly.

Li Tingshen glanced at her indifferently. "Eat your food and ignore me."

Liang Xuer didn't dare to insist.

*

Ye Qingqiu changed her clothes and went out. When Ye Ze saw her downstairs, he thought that she was going out to play. He opened the car door and waited for her to get in, but she didn't move.

"I'll take a taxi later. Go to the hospital to check on Liang Xuer."

Ye Ze looked at her silently.

"That woman is very arrogant. If anything happens, she won't ask the Ye family easily. Now that she's crippled, the Ye family has always done things with a clear conscience. Don't give others a chance to criticize us. If she has any inconveniences, try your best to satisfy her."

Ye Ze was moved. "I'll get someone to take a look."

"You go." Ye Qingqiu frowned and took out her phone to call a taxi. Just as she opened the app, a message popped up.

Luo Luo—[Song Muchen has an interview tonight. He said that he can send the car to you and add you as a friend. Do you want me to give him your number so that you can contact him?]

Ye Qingqiu—[Let me add him.]

Luo Luo sent a message to Ye Qingqiu.

Ye Qingqiu applied to be his friend.

When she looked up again, Ye Ze was still standing there.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

"I'll arrange another driver for you."

"No, I don't want to waste time waiting. The taxi will be here soon."

Ye Ze compromised in the end, but he still insisted on waiting for the taxi. He took a photo of the car and the driver's identification before letting them leave.

Not long after she got into the car, her phone notified her that Song Muchi had accepted her friend request.

Song Muchen—Miss Ye, I'm already on my way. Where should I send the car?

Ye Qingqiu—Have you had lunch?

Song Muchen—There had to be nothing.

Ye Qingqiu pursed her lips. One could not judge a book by its cover.

Ye Qingqiu found a restaurant. Not long after, Song Mumu arrived.

Compared to other celebrities who were more gentlemanly and didn't care about the temperature, Song Muchen looked more down-to-earth in a dark down jacket and scarf.

The premise was that he was wearing a mask and sunglasses that covered his highly recognizable face.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Ye Qingqiu didn't mind. "I didn't wait long. I heard that you have an appointment tonight. As long as you have time."

Song Muchen took off his mask and sunglasses and hung his clothes on the hanger. "That's tonight."

Ye Qingqiu smiled and the dishes were served one after another.

"Thank you for sending the car back."

"It's on the way. Miss Ye, you don't have to be so polite. It's a little difficult to communicate in such a reserved manner."

Ye Qingqiu raised an eyebrow. "Okay."

"Did you come out alone today?"

This question sounded a little ironic to Ye Qingqiu.

"Is it rare?"

Song Muchen shook his head. "You're a student and have a boyfriend. It's reasonable for you to go out with your classmates or be with your boyfriend on weekends. Going out alone at your age… isn't it too early to be lonely?"

Loneliness…

Ye Qingqiu was stunned.

The word seemed unfamiliar to her.

He had never thought that such a word could describe her.

Now that someone had said it, it was undeniably accurate.

"I don't have any friends. My boyfriend is very busy every day. As his girlfriend, it should be very annoying to cling to him at such a time."

Song Mumu smiled warmly at Ye Qingqiu for a few seconds.

"Miss Ye is so considerate and sensible. You're far from the rumored you."

"Are you considerate and sensible?"

"If you're unhappy, you'd rather drink until you're drunk than complain to your boyfriend. It's rare that you don't want to disturb your boyfriend on the weekend no matter how bored you are. You even found a reason for him not to disturb you. Miss Ye is an ideal girlfriend and might be an ideal wife in the future. However, every man is very busy, but if something really happens, they will always have a way to convert the time you spend sticking to them into higher efficiency."

"It's not you who's clingy. It might be someone else. A child who doesn't cry has no candy to eat. The more considerate and sensible you are, the easier it is for you to become a background. Leaving a scar on his body is better than leaving no trace. The more pain he feels, the more likely you will win."

Ye Qingqiu's gaze was distant.

Leaving a scar on his body was better than leaving no trace…

The more he hurt, the more she would win…

Ye Qingqiu smiled as she mulled over Song Muchen's words.

"Acting has delayed you from being a relationship expert."

Song Muchi smiled. "I only feel this way after acting in many roles."

Ye Qingqiu didn't comment.

After all, she was an actress.

"Where are you going next? You don't have any company and I'm bored. Perhaps we can relieve each other's boredom for a short while."

Song Muchen picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

Ye Qingqiu took a sip of water and said, "I'm not bored."

Song Muchi chuckled. "Actually, I'm not in Ping Cheng often and I'm not familiar with this place. I have to rely on the GPS to send you a car. Miss Ye, I don't think lunch is enough to express your gratitude."

Ye Qingqiu was speechless.

Was the man, who looked gentlemanly on the outside, tainted on the inside?

Standing up, she walked to the rack and picked up her coat. "That's good. You can drive."

Song Muchen seemed very willing.

When they arrived at the bridal shop, the shop assistant saw that there was another man beside Ye Qingqiu. She couldn't help but take another look before getting someone to take out the wedding photos.

"Please take a look first. If there's no problem, we'll wrap it up for you."

There were two photos.

One was a photo of Ye Qingqiu.

One was a photo of her standing with Li Tingshen.

In the photo, Li Tingshen turned his body slightly and wrapped his arm around her waist. He lowered his head and looked at her, revealing half of his face. That smile could be considered a smile.

Even if she were to pose for a wedding photo, the photographer wouldn't let her pose in such an ordinary manner.

However, after taking a photo and seeing the finished product, Ye Qingqiu felt that this should be more meaningful than any wedding photos of them in the future.

The intimacy between the two of them in the photo could be considered a smile. Because it was real, it made one's heart flutter.

"Alright, wrap it up for me."

The staff arranged for the two of them to go to the rest area and prepare coffee.

Song Muchi didn't expect Ye Qingqiu to bring him to such a place.

She didn't expect this.

"There are only two wedding photos?"

Ye Qingqiu picked up her coffee cup and took a sip. "I only left two when I came to try on the wedding gown."

Song Muchen nodded in understanding.

There were other people in the rest area. When Song Muchen took off his mask and sunglasses, they were immediately recognized.

It was a bride-to-be who was wearing a wedding gown. She was Song Muchi's fan.

She covered her mouth and looked at him excitedly. "Why… are you here?"

Song Muchen said helplessly, "I came with my friend to get something. Congratulations, you're very beautiful."

The fans were so happy that their eyes turned red.

"I never dreamed that I would meet you today. I'm so happy. Brother Muchen, can I… take a photo with you?"

Song Muchen looked at her white wedding gown and smiled gently. "Your husband will be jealous."

"No! He will vote for you with me every day! Look, even the ring he proposed to me is the same one you endorsed."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and flashed the platinum ring on her finger.

It was a happy occasion to meet a super fan.

Song Muchen could only nod in agreement and take a photo with her.

The fans cried tears of joy as they looked at the photo. They saw a beautiful woman sitting at the side, resting her chin on her hand and smiling at them. She nodded and smiled at her before saying to Song Mumu,

"Brother Muchen, most fans still want you to be happy. No matter who you choose in the future, we will support you and wish you happiness!"

"Thank you."

Song Muchi thanked her and turned to look at Ye Qingqiu.

Their gazes met and they laughed helplessly.

She must have misunderstood something.

The staff brought the wrapped photo frame over.

It might be a little heavy, so Song Muchen took it.

Just as the two of them were about to leave, a fan shouted, "Brother Muchen, can I post our photos on WeChat?"

"If you want to do that, you can."

"Thank you!"

After leaving the bridal shop, Song Muchen placed the wedding photos in the backseat.

Glancing at the time, it was almost four o'clock.

"Do you have any other plans?"

Ye Qingqiu was looking at her phone. There was a message from Ye Ze half an hour ago.

Liang Xuer lost her temper because she couldn't take care of herself. She smashed the ward and threw away her lunch.

In the end, Li Tingshen stepped forward to settle the matter and personally watched Liang Xuer eat lunch before leaving.

Ye Ze spent more money and hired two capable nurses from the hospital. If Liang Xuer had to go to the washroom personally, the two of them would take turns to carry her, including her daily life.

Most importantly, he had fired the nurse that Li Tingshen had arranged for Liang Xuer this afternoon.

Ha.

Song Muchi was right.

Men were all busy, but no matter how busy they were, they could make time for women.

If it wasn't her, it would be another woman.

She switched off her phone and threw it into the car's glove compartment.

"I don't have any other arrangements, but I don't want to go home either."

Seeing what happened just now, Song Muchen started the car. "I have an interview tonight. I'm going over to prepare now. If you're really bored, you can come with me to take a look."

Ye Qingqiu's body slid down a little. "Okay, let's go there."