The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1318: Chapter 678: Mo Han and Wanwan Arc – Familiar Yet Unfamiliar Faces

Seeing Ning Wan lift the quilt and about to get out of bed, the man’s face darkened, and he directly raised his hand to press her shoulder, his voice carrying a somber tone, "What are you doing?"

Ning Wan instinctively raised her hand to remove the man’s hand from her shoulder, but as soon as she touched his skin, she instinctively recoiled.

Seeing Ning Wan’s reaction, the man’s eyes darkened further, a hint of displeasure clearly surfacing in his eyes, yet he said nothing and instead pursed his lips, steadily staring at her.

The man’s deep eyes were like a vortex, easy to get trapped in when meeting his gaze.

Ning Wan felt extremely uncomfortable from his gaze, swallowed dryly, feeling her throat parched, a slight movement brought pain, and after a while, she spoke hoarsely, "My parents’ affairs haven’t been settled yet, you... why did you bring me to the hospital?"

She had just noticed that this was a hospital ward.

It was because she realized it was a hospital that her reaction was so strong.

Thinking that her parents’ funeral arrangements weren’t completed, yet she was brought to the hospital, Ning Wan felt completely unable to accept it. After all, her parents’ affairs were yet to be handled, and her absence could easily give others a bad impression.

If it were just gossip about her, she wouldn’t mind.

But she didn’t want others to talk about her parents, saying they raised such an unfilial daughter.

Xi Mohan heard her words but couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

Ning Wan couldn’t grasp his meaning, looked up biting her lip, and remained silent.

The man directly released her shoulder, speaking lightly, "Your parents’ affairs have been handled, you just need to rest here; you don’t need to help with the remaining matters, and you wouldn’t be able to help anyway."

Upon hearing this, Ning Wan was momentarily at a loss, and she didn’t continue to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

Xi Mohan checked the time on his watch, then turned to Ning Wan and spoke lightly, "I’ll go get you something to eat. Don’t wander around the ward, or if I come back and don’t see you... you should know the consequences."

These words were an outright threat, delivered without a blink.

Ning Wan had no objections. She also felt quite tired now, nodded, and burrowed back into the quilt, only leaving her head exposed.

Soon, the sound of footsteps leaving the ward was heard, followed by the sound of the ward door closing.

Once the ward was quiet again, she curled up further into the quilt, her nose inexplicably tingling.

It was the first time she had ever seen Xi Mohan speak so much without showing impatience, making her heart stir again from the depth within.

But thinking about the fact that her parents had truly left her, never to be by her side again, she felt incredibly distressed.

And ever since Xi Mohan told her that her parents hadn’t died in an accident but possibly were murdered, she was filled with an insatiable desire to know who had killed her parents.

But Xi Mohan wouldn’t tell her, and she didn’t know any influential figures nor had the strength to investigate.

While lying in bed, thinking about this, she was about to fall asleep again when the ward door opened from outside, followed by the sound of footsteps. Due to the prolonged tension, Ning Wan, who was almost asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, looking towards the door.

The doctor in a white coat apparently didn’t expect Ning Wan to suddenly sit up, resembling a sudden resurrection, which startled him. He couldn’t help but pat his chest with a chuckling tone, "Second Lady Ning has good vitality, you seem fine."

Ning Wan looked at the newcomer, lightly furrowing her brow, thinking the doctor looked familiar but couldn’t recall where she’d seen him before.

The doctor seemed to be around twenty-four or five years old, very young, with decent looks, and could be considered an exceedingly handsome guy.

The white coat on him made him look more like an angel descended from heaven.

Although she didn’t know what kind of angel he was.

Seeing Ning Wan’s confused look, the doctor pulled the corners of his mouth into a gentle smile and said, "Second Lady Ning doesn’t recognize me anymore? We’ve met before."

Ning Wan grew even more confused, not knowing the appropriate response.

Since she truly couldn’t recall where she’d met this man before.

Seeing her like this, the doctor sighed but said nothing more and directly walked to the bedside, reached out to feel her forehead, then spoke, "The fever has mostly subsided, I’ll have the nurse give you an antipyretic shot soon. The fever should be completely gone by tonight, your recovery is quite good."

After he finished, he paused, not waiting for Ning Wan to speak, and continued to ask, "But... you really don’t remember who I am?"

Ning Wan, "..." Brother, who are you? I really don’t remember.

But it’s not that she didn’t remember; she might have seen him but hadn’t gotten to know him, so she truly couldn’t recall who this man was, only finding him a bit familiar.

The man saw Ning Wan’s expression and felt like he’d been stabbed, like he’d been wronged, and the next moment he reacted like a bristling cat, speaking dissatisfiedly to Ning Wan, "We’ve met more than once, yet you don’t remember who I am, it’s sad."

Seeing the man’s strong reaction, and his long fingers almost poking her forehead, Ning Wan’s body inexplicably stiffened, instinctively wanting to retreat, swallowed dryly, and cautiously asked, "Do we... know each other?"

The man, "..." Thud.

He clearly heard the sound of his heart breaking.

"Haha!" He chuckled, pulling the corners of his mouth with a smile, suddenly feeling his charm was too low. Many women couldn’t handle seeing him, asking for phone numbers and dates of all sorts, yet this girl didn’t remember him.

They had met several times; with his looks, he shouldn’t be so easily forgotten.

—— There’s another update before twelve thirty. From now on, there will be double updates every day, and I’m starting to save drafts. There will be a burst of updates next month, exact timing is uncertain with the editor. Anyway, there will be three consecutive days of at least 150,000 words (not 150,000 words in one day, but 150,000 over three days), I’m trying to finish Mo Han and Wanwan’s plot (honestly, I wonder if there are any girls who have read up to now??).