Yuan Meng, who was eating, stopped her hand. She raised her eyes and stared intently at Chai Yanyu. An unnamed anger was burning in her heart. She endured her anger and pushed the dishes in front of him, saying, "Even food can't shut your mouth."
"But what I said is all true. Even if there's no affection between you two, he is still your nominal husband after all! Shouldn't he take better care of you after the operation? It would be good to just put on a show!"
Chai Yanyu kept talking on his own, completely oblivious to the change in Yuan Meng's expression.
"You're his cousin! Why don't you take better care of him?"
Mu Ran, who was sitting beside them, couldn't stand it anymore and retorted directly, "Whether she wants to go or not, or whether she goes at all, what does it matter to you? Go and eat your food quickly!"
But Chai Yanyu wasn't happy. He took a big stride and sat down beside Yuan Meng. Yuan Meng secretly thought it was bad. This annoying guy was going to start pestering her again!
"It's not that I want to interfere. I'm doing this for her own good. After all, she is my cousin's nominal wife now. If she doesn't go, people will talk. It won't do her any good after the divorce."
"Moreover, my cousin is so outstanding. You should let him take good care of you. Maybe you'll fall in love with each other!"
"Promise me, just go for one day, even just one day!"
Yuan Meng was so pestered by Chai Yanyu that she had no choice but to agree. She never thought that a man could be as persistent as a woman when pestering someone!
If Chai Yanyu were a woman, he would definitely be able to compete with the delicate Yan Ke'er.
...
In Ling Qianchen's hospital ward, Bei Mo had been guarding him. The woman looked worried and haggard, with red and swollen eyes, obviously having cried a lot.
"Qian... Is Qianchen okay?"
Yuan Meng tiptoed into the ward, looking innocent and pitiful. She bit her red lips worriedly, with a melancholy look in her eyes, looking as if she was about to cry at any moment.
"Oh, I wondered who it was. Isn't this Qianchen's good wife? You finally deigned to come?"
When Bei Mo saw it was Yuan Meng, she rolled her eyes impatiently. Her tone was full of sarcasm. She stood up and blocked in front of the hospital bed, showing no intention of letting Yuan Meng sit down.
Yuan Meng's eyes were red, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. She seemed to have suffered some great injustice, or as if Bei Mo's words had been too harsh. With a slight nasal tone, she put the gift in her hand on the table and nervously picked at her fingers.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't just stand there and be an eyesore!"
Seeing Yuan Meng's tears falling like broken strings, Bei Mo felt inexplicably irritated. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, frowned, and stared at Yuan Meng, whose tears were streaming down like rain.
Being scolded like this, Yuan Meng cried even more bitterly. Her body heaved up and down as if she was about to faint: "He's going to divorce me, and he's fallen in love with someone else. How can I not be sad? I don't even want to see him now. If it weren't for the fact that I'm still his nominal wife, I wouldn't have come at all!"
"You don't need to hate and mock me so much. I didn't do anything wrong in the first place."
Bei Mo was annoyed by Yuan Meng's crying and was also afraid that her crying would disturb Ling Qianchen, who was still recuperating. For a moment, she didn't control her tone well, and the words that came out were a bit sharp: "Get out of here quickly. Can you afford to delay Qianchen's rest?"
This was exactly what Yuan Meng wanted to hear. Like someone who had received amnesty, she turned around and pushed open the door to go out without any hesitation.
At the moment when the door closed, the tears on her face froze, and a bright smile appeared on her lips. After taking out a tissue to wipe the tears off her face, she touched the sweat on her forehead.
"Pretending to cry is really a strenuous task!"
When Chai Yanyu saw Yuan Meng coming out so quickly, he walked forward suspiciously: "Are you really going to take good care of him? Why did you come out so quickly? Aren't you being lazy?"
Yuan Meng rolled her eyes at him, slightly waved her hand and pointed inside the ward, smiling brightly: "Don't worry. He's being taken good care of now. You don't need to worry at all."
Chai Yanyu looked inside the ward without understanding. At this time, Bei Mo was sitting opposite the hospital bed. From this angle at the door, she couldn't be seen.
So Chai Yanyu thought there was no one in the ward. Naturally, he thought that the words Yuan Meng said about Ling Qianchen being taken good care of meant that Yuan Meng had taken care of him.
For so many days, his heart seemed to finally settle down completely at this moment.
He had really worried himself sick about the relationship between these two people.
The next day, the day when she had made an appointment with Barron to go abroad had arrived. Yuan Meng carried her suitcase downstairs and waited for Barron's car.
Suddenly, Chai Yanyu's call came in. Just as Yuan Meng was hesitating whether to answer it, Yan Ke'er suddenly appeared. She reluctantly wrapped her arm around Yuan Meng's and acted coquettishly.
"Do you really have to go? If they really want to get treatment, why don't they bring the patient here?"
"He's a patient after all. How can you let him travel a long distance? What if the long journey affects his condition?" Yuan Meng patiently explained.
When she wanted to put her phone into her bag, she accidentally slid to the answer button. It seemed that it was really fate that made her answer Chai Yanyu's call.
"Hello!"
Putting the receiver to her ear, Yuan Meng's cold voice reached Chai Yanyu's ears.
"My dear aunt, you finally deigned to answer the phone. You're not really going to go abroad with that guy named Barron, are you?"
As soon as the call was connected, Chai Yanyu started chattering like a machine gun.
"I'm just going to treat a patient. What are you making such a fuss about?"
Yuan Meng rubbed her ear in pain and held the phone farther away.
"I know. I just want to give you a piece of advice. Foreign men are all scumbags. You mustn't fall for their good looks!"
Yuan Meng was so angry that she laughed. She shrugged helplessly and retorted bluntly, "Doesn't your family find you annoying?"
Then she hung up the phone. What did it matter to her whether they were scumbags or not? The only purpose of her trip was to treat Barron's father!
Just then, the car arrived. Barron was sitting in the passenger seat and waved to her.
Yuan Meng gave a polite smile, showing two charming dimples on her face. She got into the car, and the car slowly drove towards the airport.
Yan Ke'er also got into the car to see Yuan Meng off.
"How long will you be gone this time?"
Yan Ke'er gently asked. She was really trying hard to hold back her tears. She was most afraid of parting.
"I'll come back as soon as the patient is cured. But if you ask me for a specific time, I really can't be sure!"
"Ah!"
Yan Ke'er was a bit on the verge of collapse. She pouted and shrank into a corner, not wanting to say anything more.
Yuan Meng didn't know how to comfort her, so she simply gave her some private space. At this time, a woman suddenly appeared, but no one knew what her true face was like.