The surgery was a success and Lu Yeming was pushed into the VIP ward.
In the VIP ward.
Jun Xiqing stood beside the hospital bed, lowering her eyes to look at Lu Yeming, who was wearing the striped hospital clothing. With his handsome face pale, he hadn’t regained consciousness yet. His eyes were closed and he was unlike his usual haughty self, now he was just like a handsome heir from a distinguished family.
Jun Xiqing stretched out her finger, running it over the stubble on his face.
It was an unusual feeling, it felt kind of painful but goosebump-inducing at the same time.
Lu Yeming, he was capable of mesmerizing people no matter what.
Footsteps could be heard. Fan Men came into the ward and greeted, “Miss Jun.”
Jun Xiqing took a pen, writing on the paper—-Take care of your master, I’ll head back first.
She wanted to leave?
Fan Men was shocked. “Miss Jun, aren’t you going to stay behind and look after Master? I’m sure the first person Master will look for when he wakes up is you.”
Jun Xiqing shook her head. No, she couldn’t stay.
How could she stay?
She was still poisoned and her presence was extremely dangerous to him. She was afraid that she would lose control over herself and hurt him once again.
Without another thought, Jun Xiqing stepped out of the ward.
Just then, Bei Yuewu arrived. “Qingqing, are you leaving already?”
Jun Xiqing looked sorrowfully at Bei Yuewu—-Auntie, I’m sorry.
Bei Yuewu held Jun Xiqing’s hand. “Qingqing, you don’t need to blame yourself for this. This was all because of the complicated relationships and feuds from the previous generation, that was what implicated you all. My son is a hardy man, he wouldn’t die even if you were to stab him again.”
Jun Xiqing, “…”
Ha ha, I wouldn’t dare! Once was enough in this lifetime and the next.
“Your Majesty,” Fan Men greeted suddenly.
Bei Yuewu lifted her eyes, noticing Murong Jiancheng. He stood tall in the front, looking at Lu Yeming first before his gaze riveted on her face.
The dim lights along the corridor shone on Murong Jiancheng’s face. His expression was stern, but she couldn’t exactly gauge his emotions.
Their eyes met and Fan Men was the most worried one. He was afraid that Murong Jiancheng would act against Bei Yuewu since he had been after her for many years.
Three years ago, Bei Yuewu even drugged Murong Jiancheng and merely left a divorce letter behind and left.
Now, Master was not awake yet. Fan Men had no idea whose orders he should follow if they were to really fight.
However, nothing happened.
Murong Jiancheng merely gave Bei Yuewu an impassive glance before he turned around to leave. Shocked, Fan Men didn’t know how to react. What did he mean by that?
Bei Yuewu only watched as Murong Jiancheng left. He was just an ex-husband of hers, they naturally wouldn’t have much to say to each other.
“Qingqing, I’m going back too. Let’s leave together.”
…
Soon after, Bei Yuewu and Jun Xiqing stepped out of the elevator and walked past the hospital lobby.
Jun Xiqing lifted her head and noticed a familiar figure.
She tugged on Bei Yuewu’s sleeve—-Auntie, look.
When Bei Yuewu looked up, she saw that it was Murong Jiancheng. The man stood beside the door, exuding a kingly aura.
He wore a custom-made black coat, with a white shirt and black trousers underneath and a limited-edition luxury watch adorned his wrist. He was always the center of attention no matter where he stood. Being a mature man in his 40s, he had wisdom, power, wealth, status, everything in his hands. Be it a youthful maiden or a sultry young married woman, they would both fall for him.
Someone stood in front of Murong Jiancheng. It was a girl who was at most 20 years old, she wore a white dress and was young and beautiful. The girl blushed, looking at Murong Jiancheng with infatuation. She handed a paper bag to him shyly.
It was obviously a gift for Murong Jiancheng.
Murong Jiancheng didn’t really have an expression. He merely gave her an indifferent glance and walked away.
Clearly hurt, the girl covered her mouth as she burst into tears, running away.
“Tsk tsk.” Bei Yuewu pouted her lips. “He’s still the same as before, a blockhead who doesn’t understand a thing.”
Jun Xiqing wrote on Bei Yuewu’s palm—-He doesn’t surround himself around women.
Bei Yuewu raised her brows, looking at Jun Xiqing with a playful expression. “If he doesn’t surround himself around women, he’s being a eunuch.”
Jun Xiqing instantly straightened her back. She swore that she definitely didn’t say a thing about His Majesty being a eunuch!
…
Bei Yuewu didn’t stay at Ah Jiao’s Room, but rather stayed in a 7-star hotel. Jun Xiqing also followed her.
At night.
Bei Yuewu took a shower and wore a silk black negligee. She picked up her phone, wanting to send a text message to Jun Xiqing.
It was only then that she realized she didn’t have Jun Xiqing’s phone number.
Bei Yuewu was experienced and she was good at judging characters. Jun Xiqing was intelligent, astute, and gentle nonetheless. Jun Xiqing and her son, Lu Yeming, were a match made in heaven.
In fact, she already thought of Jun Xiqing as her prospective daughter-in-law. How could she not have her prospective daughter-in-law’s phone number?
What an oversight.
Bei Yuewu opened the room door, walking along the corridor to go and look for Jun Xiqing.
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Right, that was Qingqing’s room number.
Bei Yuewu knocked on the door and saw that it wasn’t closed.
Why didn’t Qingqing close the door?
Bei Yuewu stepped inside the room. There wasn’t anyone in the luxurious presidential suite. She could hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Qingqing seemed to be taking a shower.
Bei Yuewu walked over to the bathroom.
Just as she walked over, the bathroom door suddenly opened. A hand appeared and at the speed of lightning, she was pulled into the bathroom.
Suddenly she was pushed against the tiled wall and a handsome face appeared before her eyes.
Murong Jiancheng.
Bei Yuewu was stunned. “Why is it you?”
Seeing her, all of Murong Jiancheng’s balefulness instantly dissipated. He pursed his lips, answering, “I was wondering who was the sneaky thief, and it turns out it’s you. Why are you in my room?”
His room?
Bei Yuewu realized that she had come to the wrong room. Was it 8606 instead?
Murong Jiancheng let go of her, turning around.
Bei Yuewu looked at him. He had just taken a shower and his body was wet, with only a towel wrapped around his strong waist.
Her gaze unconsciously shifted over his body. Even as a mature man in his 40s, his figure remained as good as his handsome face, he hadn’t aged at all. His muscles were firm, with a six-pack and trim waist, his body was covered in water droplets and he could really make one blush with his attractive appearance.
Noticing her gaze, Murong Jiancheng turned his face around and glanced at her. “Are you done looking at me?”
Bei Yuewu raised the corners of her lips. “Murong Jiancheng, even though I initiated our divorce, we were once husband and wife. Can’t I come and catch up with you?”
Murong Jiancheng sneered at her. “We were once husband and wife, so can I come and sleep with you whenever I’m free?”
“…”
Bei Yuewu blinked her eyes coquettishly. “Murong Jiancheng, you’ve really… gone astray.”
