Chapter 185: Chapter 182: The Person You Least Want to See Is Me
Hao Hao saw Hanhan sitting on the sofa and immediately said, "Brother."
Hanhan nodded satisfactorily, "Sit down and eat."
The little guys gathered around the table in front of the sofa and started eating.
Before long, Hanhan, who initially acted mature like a "big brother," was already playing around with Hao Hao and Xixi.
The hospital room suddenly became lively.
Ye Xiao and Jian Liangtong shifted their gaze from the little guys to each other and exchanged smiles.
"Do you want to go eat something?" Ye Xiao said.
"Wait a minute." Jian Liangtong glanced at Ye Xiao’s back, "What’s the situation?"
"Two vertebrae on my back are broken." Ye Xiao’s tone was calm, as if discussing someone else’s matter.
Jian Liangtong felt a surge of anger pile up in her chest, "How can you be so nonchalant about breaking two vertebrae!"
Ye Xiao licked his lower lip, "The doctor said I might be discharged in a week."
Jian Liangtong’s eyes reddened with anger, staring at Ye Xiao for a while before reaching out to brush her bangs, "How did you get injured?"
Ye Xiao was about to speak.
Jian Liangtong snorted, "Don’t tell me you fell accidentally or some story to fool a three-year-old?"
As soon as Jian Liangtong spoke.
Xixi and Hanhan looked over.
Ye Xiao sweated a bit.
Jian Liangtong saw this, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Ye Xiao with a lowered voice, "You aren’t telling Xixi and Hanhan that, are you?"
Ye Xiao twitched his lips, nodded with a stiff face.
"..." Jian Liangtong chuckled, "You’re something else!"
"What should I say? Tell them I got beaten up?" Ye Xiao murmured.
"What did you say?" Jian Liangtong’s sharp ears caught the words "got beaten," and she instantly widened her eyes at Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao’s eyes flickered, and he stayed silent.
"Jin Jumo!"
"..." Ye Xiao twitched the corner of his eye, looked at the curious big eyes of three little cats gazing this way, and squeezed Jian Liangtong’s hand, "Can I tell you later?"
Jian Liangtong glanced at the three little kids, her expression looking bad, but she didn’t pursue the matter further.
Jian Liangtong went out to eat and ran into Ying Jingyao and Ruan Chen coming from the other side as she returned to the ward.
Immediately, she crossed her arms, leaned softly against the ward door, and watched them with a half-smile, "Such a good pair of friends."
Ying Jingyao and Ruan Chen’s faces simultaneously turned green, looking at each other with disdain while quickly separating.
Jian Liangtong snorted with a laugh, "What a coincidence, bumping into you here." She looked at Ying Jingyao’s scratched face, "Yo, did a cat scratch your face, Young Master Ying?"
Ying Jingyao’s expression was embarrassed, but he smiled gracefully, "Miss Jian..."
"Who are you calling Miss?" Jian Liangtong laughed.
"..." Ying Jingyao pursed his lips, "Miss Jian."
Jian Liangtong snorted, "Visiting a friend?"
Ying Jingyao knew very well that Jian Liangtong’s unusual behavior was merely her anger over him not protecting Ye Xiao, not actual hostility, "I’m here to see Xiao Xiao."
"Who is Xiao Xiao?" Jian Liangtong raised an eyebrow.
Ying Jingyao smiled without answering.
"Liang Tong." A soft voice came from inside the ward.
Jian Liangtong glanced inside the ward.
Ye Xiao shook his head at her.
Jian Liangtong rolled her eyes upwards, her red lips pouting unwillingly, glared at Ying Jingyao, and walked into the ward.
Ruan Chen gazed at Jian Liangtong’s slender, graceful back, a deep complexity in his eyes, slightly curled his lips, and followed her in.
When Ying Jingyao entered the ward, Jian Liangtong sat by Ye Xiao’s bedside, looking indifferent towards the two men.
Ying Jingyao lowered his eyelashes and looked at Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao smiled at him, "Finished with work?"
"Just came to see you," Ying Jingyao said softly.
So he wasn’t finished yet.
"The company is so busy, don’t take time out to come. The hospital has nurses, and Liang Tong is back; they can take care of me." Ye Xiao said.
Ying Jingyao tugged at his lips, "I had them send over the unfinished documents; I’m staying here tonight to keep you company."
Even Ye Xiao was slightly startled, and Jian Liangtong was also taken aback.
"No way..."
"There’s no such thing as ’no way’. Those documents can be handled anywhere. Besides, Miss Jian must be tired after a whole day on the plane, not to mention she has three kids." Ying Jingyao leisurely interrupted Ye Xiao. "You can’t let the kids spend the night in the hospital."
Saying this, Ying Jingyao looked at Jian Liangtong, "And we’ll have to trouble Miss Jian tonight to look after Xixi and Hanhan."
"..." Jian Liangtong awkwardly twitched her mouth and muttered, "Looking after Xixi and Hanhan is something I should do, yet trouble..."
In fact, Jian Liangtong had witnessed firsthand how Ying Jingyao treated Ye Xiao over the years.
But seeing Ye Xiao lying pale in the hospital, her heart was anxious and pained; the frustration was stuck in her chest with no way to release it, which led her to vent her anger on Ying Jingyao.
Ruan Chen noticed Jian Liangtong’s awkward demeanor, and the creases at the corners of his eyes deepened.
Ying Jingyao didn’t stay long at the hospital and soon returned to the company, leaving Ruan Chen to escort Jian Liangtong and the three kids back.
Before leaving, Xixi suddenly clung to Ye Xiao’s hand, refusing to leave, her eyes brimming with tears as she insisted on staying with her.
Ye Xiao and Jian Liangtong exhausted all means of persuasion, yet the little girl was stubborn and resolute in her refusal to leave.
It was only after Hanhan whispered something in her ear that the little girl’s tears dried up, and she took her brother’s hand and left.
Ye Xiao and Jian Liangtong were both shocked, staring at each other for a long time before Jian Liangtong held Hao Hao and chased after them.
Late at night, Ye Xiao awoke from some dream, her forehead drenched in sweat, with crystal beads hanging at the corner of her eye, rolling down as she opened her eyes.
And at the corner of her eye, a shadow loomed, distinctly sinister and eerie.
Ye Xiao clenched her palms, turned her neck, and when her gaze fell on the man sitting by her bedside, she tightened instantly.
Her breathing stalled, and after a long moment, Ye Xiao parted her lips, taking a couple of deep breaths, her lips trembling, "You..."
The man sitting before her was none other than... Rong Mochen.
In the dim light of the single desk lamp in the hospital room, his austere, sinister face seemed all the more shrouded in cold gloom, as he sat on the chair, his lean, slender upper body slightly leaning forward, hands clasped, elbows resting on his thighs.
His deep black eyes, made even more unfathomable by the backlight, stared intensely at her.
And she couldn’t tell if his face and the corners of his mouth had been treated for injuries, but there was a bruise that marked his defined, chiseled face with a hint of ruthlessness, leaving Ye Xiao to merely tremble out a word, unable to say more.
The five minutes felt like half a century, as they stared silently at each other, neither speaking.
If not for the sudden pain attacking her back, Ye Xiao thought, perhaps this silence would last even longer.
She frowned slightly, biting her bottom lip, seeing a hint of restraint flash in Rong Mochen’s taohua eyes.
Rong Mochen suddenly leaned forward, and in that moment, the hostility surrounding him seemed to vanish into thin air, replaced by unprecedented tenderness.
Rong Mochen took one of Ye Xiao’s hands, his voice hoarse like a rusty axe scraping the ground, "Is it painful?"
Even four years ago, during what she considered their best moments, he had never spoken to her so gently.
Ye Xiao was momentarily dazed, her lips parted as she gazed at his face, feeling as if she never truly knew him.
Seeing her remain silent, yet looking pale, Rong Mochen assumed she was in severe pain, tightening his grip on her hand and bringing his other hand to her lips, his voice raspy, "If it really hurts that much, just bite me. It might make you feel better."
"..." Ye Xiao’s pupils contracted and scattered, staring at the blood-stained, injured hand before her, her eyes quickly flickering, as she looked up at his tense, handsome face, "Why are you here?"
Rong Mochen paused slightly, retracting the offered hand, his thin lips pressed tight, the depths of his black eyes firmly locking onto Ye Xiao, silent.
Ye Xiao watched him for a while, seeing he had no intention of speaking, her eyes flitting to his hand holding hers firmly, her lips slightly pressed, forcefully withdrawing her hand from his grasp.
Yet her hand had barely slipped free for two seconds before he seized it again.
Ye Xiao frowned, her face cooling along with the action, her dense, long lashes fluttering as she looked at him, "Does Mr. Rong find this interesting?"
Rong Mochen’s eyes deepened, his chiseled lips pressed straight, his voice hoarse but calm, "Why are you so agitated? You’re lying here because of me, isn’t it reasonable for me to come check on you?"
"Since Mr. Rong knows I’m here because of you, you should also know that the person I least want to see right now is you." Ye Xiao’s tone was flat, as she looked at him.
Rong Mochen’s eyes swiftly flickered with something, lowering his dark lashes as he slightly pulled the corners of his mouth, "The person you least want to see is me, yet the person I most want to see is you."
Ye Xiao’s heart jolted, calmly turning away, "Mr. Rong’s most wanted to see is not me."
Rong Mochen placed Ye Xiao’s hand on his left chest, his dark eyes burning deeply as he gazed at her evasive eyes, "I’m clear here."
Ye Xiao stared at the hand he forcibly pressed against his chest, her fingertip quivering numbly.
Rong Mochen clutched her resisting hand, slightly bending forward, his hot thin lips imprinting on Ye Xiao’s fair forehead, his adam’s apple abruptly uttering two words, "Little Mo..."
"How many times must I say it until Mr. Rong believes, I’m not the person you’re talking about?"
Rong Mochen hid his dark soft lashes, his thin lips drifting from her forehead slowly down, stopping at her tightly pressed lips, dark flames flickering in the depths of his eyes, his tone firm, "You are."
Jin Jumo’s lips quivered, lightly shaking, "Mr. Rong is deceiving himself."
Rong Mochen exerted strength little by little, kneading Jin Jumo’s hand into his palm, "Self-deceiving or not, fact or not, I won’t let you disappear from my world again... I must have you! I will!"
He was still so domineering, those black eyes gazing at her arrogantly as if everything in the world was within his grasp, what he wants, he will surely get!
Jin Jumo stared at him, though she considered herself savvy, she never understood the man before her.
He always hid his emotions within his unfathomable black eyes, using layers of indifference to cover them up, when he smiled it wasn’t necessarily genuine, when he was cold it also wasn’t necessarily true.