Unexpectedly, Xia Sanghuan herself proposed to see him.
"I'll call him right now."
Fu Lingshi stood up and walked out.
After receiving the call from his friend, Leng Chuanjin remained silent all the time.
"Chuanjin, are you there?"
Hearing no response from the other end of the phone, Fu Lingshi frowned and asked.
"Yeah."
"Let's do it this Saturday then."
The man looked back at the scene being decorated behind him.
"I'll go see her this Saturday."
...
The girl was sitting on the hospital bed, boredly watching the TV program. Suddenly, there came a knock on the door.
Her father, elder brother, and elder sisters couldn't get away because of company matters, so they had to go back to work overtime temporarily tonight.
Being worried about her, they even called the old butler of the Fu family.
"Miss, I'll get the door."
The old butler put down the milk cup in his hand and turned to open the door.
"Sanghuan."
With a familiar male voice, the girl was distracted.
"Senior."
Seeing him coming, the girl quickly got out of bed.
Jiang Zimo quickly walked over and supported her.
"How's your injury?"
He asked with a worried look on his face.
"I'm much better."
The girl spread her arms and spun around in front of him.
She had really recovered well. Except for the stitches on her forehead that hadn't been removed, the other wounds were almost healed.
"That's good."
Jiang Zimo let out a sigh of relief.
"What about you?"
The girl looked up at him. "How are you?"
"Me? I've recovered from the fever."
He ran his hand through his bangs, showing his smooth forehead.
"See, I'm not sweating anymore."
"What about the injury on your back..."
Jiang Zimo tightened the coat on his body.
"The injury on my back is almost healed, too."
After he said this, the two fell into a moment of silence.
Only then did the girl notice that Jiang Zimo had been looking down at her.
His eyes were so gentle that it seemed water could drip from them.
She blushed and averted her gaze, trying not to pay attention.
Just as they were in a stalemate, a familiar name suddenly came from the TV.
Leng Chuanjin.
"... Recently, our reporter has learned that Leng Chuanjin, the head of the Leng family, and the second daughter of the Shen family are presumably going to get engaged."
Engaged?
Engaged to whom?
Xia Sanghuan immediately lost the mood to look at Jiang Zimo.
She walked up to the TV and stared at the screen intently.
After the host said this, the screen switched to a lawn.
The lawn was filled with pink and white balloons, and there was even an archway full of pink roses that were rarely seen nowadays.
The scene was decorated just like a wedding.
Then a man and a woman entered the scene.
The man was dressed in a black suit, and the woman was wearing a white wedding dress.
Looking at that all - too - familiar face, Xia Sanghuan almost forgot to breathe.
Her mind went blank with a loud noise.
In front of her eyes, there seemed to be only Leng Chuanjin and the woman on his arm.
The woman looked a bit familiar, but she just couldn't remember who she was.
Moreover, she didn't care who she was anymore.
"... Sanghuan"
"Sanghuan!"
Jiang Zimo softly called her a few times and finally brought her back to her senses.
"What's wrong with you?"
Looking at the blank expression on the girl's face, he frowned slightly.
Just as the faces of the man and the woman were about to be shown clearly, the screen was suddenly cut off.
He had also seen that scene just now and felt shocked.
But compared to the woman Leng Chuanjin was engaged to, he was more concerned about the absent - minded Xia Sanghuan.
"Do you want to lie down on the bed?"
The girl was in a daze for a while and then regained her senses.
She nodded, as if all her strength had been drained.
She shuffled to the bed step by step and curled herself up under the quilt.
"Goodbye, senior."
Her voice was a bit muffled as she spoke to Jiang Zimo through the quilt.
Looking at her illogical behaviors, Jiang Zimo didn't dare to say much for fear of stimulating her.
He left the ward, looking back every few steps. Before leaving, he also told the old butler to take good care of her emotions.
After hearing the sound of the door closing, the girl asked.
"Is he gone?"
"He's gone, miss."
The calm and reassuring voice of the old butler came.
Xia Sanghuan wanted to answer "Okay", but as soon as she opened her mouth, tears welled up uncontrollably.
She had to bury her face in the quilt, opening her mouth and crying silently.
She cried so hard as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances of this period.
The old butler looked at the curled - up miss with pity. He sighed and walked out to get two ice packs for her.
He wrapped the ice packs with towels as backups.
Xia Sanghuan cried without any scruples. Her tears soaked the bedsheet and the quilt cover. Although she was opening her mouth to breathe, it seemed that all the air in her lungs had been squeezed out.
The scene flashed before her eyes repeatedly, and the words echoed in her ears constantly.
Engaged.
Engaged to whom?
When?
She really wanted to stand in front of Leng Chuanjin right now, grab his collar and question him.
She cried until she was exhausted and gradually fell asleep.
The old butler looked at the time. The master would probably arrive in about half an hour.
Thinking that the young miss probably didn't want the master to see her like this, he picked up the chilled towel, slowly pulled down the quilt a bit, revealing half of Xia Sanghuan's face.
He put the ice towel on her eyes. The girl's hot, swollen and painful eyes from crying were relieved, and she whispered "Thank you" in her dream.
"You're welcome."
The old butler smiled and stroked her head.
When the master, along with the young master and the young ladies, arrived at the hospital, the young miss's eyes were almost no longer swollen.
The old butler stood up from his seat and was personally sent back by Fu Lingshi.
As soon as Fu Youqing entered the ward, her face darkened.
"Is Huanhuan asleep?"
Seeing that neither her father nor her second sister said anything, she asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah."
Fu Moning quietly walked to the bedside, bent down and kissed her sister's forehead.
The ward was so quiet that it was a bit oppressive. There was a fire burning in Fu Youqing's heart, forcing her to say this.
"Why did Leng Chuanjin choose this time to get engaged?"
"What on earth does he mean?"
"Shh—"
Fu Zeming patted his third daughter on the shoulder to calm her down.
"Save your words until Huanhuan wakes up."
...
"Leng Chuanjin, what do you mean?"
After sending the old butler home, Fu Lingshi called his friend.
His friend didn't answer his question. He seemed to have been extremely silent these days.
"Speak up!"
He ran his hand through his hair impatiently.
"If I said it was fake, would you believe me?"
"Bullshit!"
Hearing Leng Chuanjin's words, he directly hung up the phone.
He was so angry that he wished he could drive all the way to the Leng family and beat Leng Chuanjin up.
Using his sister and then turning around to get engaged. What a good plan!