C168 The Corners of His Mouth Curled into a Smile

Xiao Qinghan led Ling Muxue out of the hospital. On the way back, Xiao Qinghan carried Ling Muxue in his arms.

"Okay, stop crying!" Xiao Qinghan lowered his head and reached out his hand to wipe her tears. Watching her cry was even more painful than killing him.

The more he comforted her, the more Ling Muxue could not control herself and her tears started to flow uncontrollably.

"I really believe that you are innocent. Don't cry anymore!" Xiao Qinghan tried his best to slow down his tone.

The driver and Qin Feng, who were watching the car from the front, listened to the CEO's coaxing and felt that the world had begun to change. The two of them looked at each other strangely and couldn't help but look back.

However, as soon as they turned their heads, they saw Xiao Qinghan looking up with a pair of cold and terrifying eyes filled with bloodlust. The driver and Qin Feng turned their heads around in panic and subconsciously touched their necks. They felt a chill, but fortunately, they were still alive.

It seemed that the CEO hadn't changed at all.

Ling Muxue did not want to say anything because she did not know what to say either. Did Xiao Qinghan really believe her? Since her body was still sick, she cried for a while. She only felt dizzy and tired, so she fell asleep while leaning against Xiao Qinghan.

Back at the manor, Xiao Qinghan took care of her for the entire night. He looked at her and did not take his eyes off her face for a moment. No matter how he looked at it, it was not enough, but looking at her pale face, he could not help but feel heartache.

Each time he quarreled with her, he needed a long time to suppress his emotions, but every time he tried to suppress them and face her calmly, he became irritable because of the way she looked at him, the way she spoke to him.

Next day.

There was a knock on the door. Knock, knock, knock...

"Young Master!"

"Come in!"

Jon walked in and stood respectfully at the side. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Young Master, Miss Rorai is here."

Rorai sat elegantly in the living room as she savored the black tea. The maid served her carefully.

"Young master!" The maid in the hall looked at the figure who came down the stairs and bowed her head respectfully.

Rorai put down the teacup, stood up, and smiled at Xiao Qinghan who was walking down.

"I heard your woman is sick?"

Xiao Qinghan did not answer Rorai's question. He sat on the sofa and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"It's actually nothing. I've been wanting to chat with your woman for so long. It's been so long, but I've yet to officially pay her a visit!"

"You're so free!"

"Well! I've been quite free these days, and that's why I came to see her. You've got her sick, and I can talk to her, and help her get over it, and it's important to get better as soon as possible. After all, women know what a woman's heart is." The last sentence had a deep meaning.

Xiao Qinghan's eyes darkened. In the past few days, he naturally knew that Ling Muxue was depressed and depressed all day, so he did not dare to look for her. He was afraid that meeting her would only affect her mood even more.

He did not lock Ling Muxue up in the manor on purpose. He had just gone through it a few times. He was really afraid that when he was not paying attention, she would be silently hurt again. Only in Ling Muxue's body did he experience that feeling of worry and loss.

Rorai looked into Xiao Qinghan's deep blue eyes that flashed with an unknown intent.

"Oh! By the way, there is still a week left before my birthday part, and I know that Young Master Xiao won't come, so I would like to ask your woman to give me some face."

Xiao Qinghan's cold eyes focused on Rorai. Rorai smiled and said, "If Young Master Xiao is worried about her safety, then that's unnecessary. Don't you believe me?"

Xiao Qinghan didn't say anything else. It could be seen that he really believed in Rorai from the bottom of his heart.

The main reason was that Xiao Qinghan was afraid that Ling Muxue would wake up and argue with him again, which would only affect her condition even more. It was only in front of her that he would feel this kind of helplessness and not want to let go. In the end, only he would feel the pain.

Therefore, he let Rorai stay here for the time being, hoping that she could calm down Ling Muxue's mood.

Rorai offered to go in and check on Ling Muxue, but Xiao Qinghan agreed to it and walked into the room of the retro European palace.

"All of you may leave!" Rorai ordered.

"Yes sir!"

The maid who followed Rorai into the room left the room.

Rorai looked around the huge room and curled her lips into a faint smile. Then, her gaze fell on Ling Muxue, who was lying on the big royal bed. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. Her blue gem-like eyes fell on Ling Muxue's pale face, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even more profound.

Then, he reached out and touched Ling Muxue's cheek. With a cunning gaze, he sighed and said, "What a beautiful face. Even with such a haggard appearance, it makes people unable to help but be fascinated and distressed! It is no wonder that such a ruthless and bloodthirsty person like him would kneel under your pomegranate dress." "But what else do you have but that face?" The light in her eyes flickered, emitting a cold light, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Her slender fingers moved up and down her cheeks, and then she got up with a sigh that was too deep for him to make sense of, and walked over to the big dressing table. He opened the central drawer and saw two delicate boxes, one of which he knew all too well.

She reached out and picked up the brown box with her slender fingers. She opened it, and a blinding beam of light shot into her eyes.

Sure enough, he gave it to Ling Muxue. She cared a lot about the pendant, and when he bought it at a shocking price, he thought he would give it to her as a birthday present, because she never found the pendant on him. When she asked Lee Yechen about it, he just said so.

But how could she believe that? It seemed that on the day of the auction, he had given the pendant that she was interested in to Ling Muxue. This was absolutely intolerable. If it wasn't for Ling Muxue, how would she have cut off her own power?

His eyes were dark as he stared at the glittering pendant, the hand that held the box clenched into a fist.

He took out a small golden cylinder scanner from his bag and started to scan the pendant.

Soon, the 3D image of the pendant appeared on the other side of the screen.

He then took out his phone and sent a text message. And then his eyes turned dark, emitting a terrifying light. He put down the pendant, looked at the phone at the side, and smiled coldly.

He put down the pendant, put the box into the drawer, and took out the gift box at the side. At this moment, an extremely unhappy voice sounded.

"What are you doing?"

Rorai calmly put down the box and turned around to look at Ling Muxue, who was sitting up straight.

There was no change in her expression. With a smile on her face, she walked towards Ling Muxue in her high heels.

"Miss Ling, you're awake!"