Chapter 3 (1/2)

”Miss nine, please.”

Gu Minghe had taken the lead in leaving. His assistant raised his hand to Shen Qingwan.

Lin Qingwan's eyes flashed a few times and followed.

There was a whole luxury motorcade outside the hotel. The assistant led Lin Qingwan to the long Lincoln business car in the middle and helped her open the door.

Lin Qingwan saw Gu Minghe sitting gracefully inside, hesitated for a moment, went in and sat beside him.

The car drove out smoothly. Neither of them spoke first. The atmosphere was extremely depressed.

Lin Qingwan looks at Gu Minghe quietly. His aura is no worse than his father. The only thing missing is the precipitation left by years.

Because of the line of sight, Shen Qingwan can only see his half face intact.

His nose is high, his thin lips are tight, and his whole body is full of ascetic breath. This man is very evil. His face is absolutely a few hundred streets away from the male star Lin Xuan.

Lin Qingwan is still thinking about it, but Gu Minghe suddenly turns his head and bumps into her eyes which she can't restrain in time. Shen Qingwan is stunned and pretends to look away as if nothing happened.

Gu Ming she did not move his eyes, looking at her eyes in a little more inquiry.

”If you have a wound on your head, bandage it first.”

As his voice dropped, the business car stopped at the door of the hospital. A foreign doctor in a white coat had been waiting for a long time and opened the door to come in.

Lin Qingwan let the doctor clean her wound, and kept sorting out Shen Qingwan's memory in her mind, but strangely, there was very little memory of Gu Minghe.

Shen Qingwan has always avoided Gu Minghe's terrible half face. How dare he have any contact with him.

While cleaning up the wound, the doctor explained to Shen Qingwan in English that he could not touch water. He should not wear makeup these days.

Shen Qingwan is just a light, um, a few times, her brain is still sorting out the memory of the original owner of the body.

Gu Minghe looked at her eyes more and more deep, ”the doctor said you will leave a scar on your forehead.”

Shen Qingwan subconsciously looked up, ”why didn't I hear that?”

Gu Minghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips opened softly. ”You seem to understand English?”

His words are ambiguous, but Shen Qingwan's heart leaps.