C37 (1/2)

Liuxi sat up and looked around the sickroom with a cup of water. Shen Mo Chen was really generous with his money, he even arranged for her to stay in the VIP ward.

The butler thought that she was looking for the young master's shadow and quickly said, ”Just now the nurse came over and said that she needs to pay for the surgery. The young master has gone to pay the money.”

”Oh …” Liu Xixi knew that Uncle Zhao had misunderstood her, but she did not explain.

”You really worried the young master today, everything was done by him personally. He was hugging you the whole way and didn't let you go until you finished the operation. Only then did he look a little better.”

”Oh …” It was obvious that Liu Xixi didn't even believe in punctuation marks. Shen Jingchen couldn't wait for an accident to happen to him, right? The person Uncle Zhao was referring to was definitely different from the person he knew, Shen Mo Chen.

Shen Jingchen pushed open the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Liu Xixi sitting on the sickbed. Luckily, she was fine. However, the expression on her face remained unchanged. ”Liuxi, why did you commit suicide?”

”I didn't …” Feeling the anger coming from Shen Jingchen, she shivered involuntarily. She wanted to explain, but she had no idea what to say, so she could only give up.

”No?” I'll save your life this time. The next time you want to die, scram far away and don't dirty my territory. ”

”Oh.” Liu Xixi thought to herself, Uncle Zhao's words about Shen Mo Chen worrying about her were all lies. If he was really worried about her, why would he mock me the moment he woke up?

As if realizing that his words were a bit too harsh, Shen Mo Chen changed his tone and said viciously, ”Your life is mine, and without my permission, don't use any crooked thoughts.”

Is her life her own? How did it become Shen Mo Chen's?

Shen Mo Chen walked towards the bedside and opened the thermos. Inside was the thin meat porridge that the nanny had brought from home. He scooped out a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Liu Xi, ”Eat quickly.”

”Thank you …” Liuxi obediently took it. She was indeed hungry. She picked up the spoon from the bowl and put it in her mouth.

After finishing a bowl of hot porridge, she still felt that it was not enough. She looked pitifully at Shen Mo Chen, hoping that he would give her another bowl.

Shen Jingchen had obviously received her signal, but he did not make things difficult for her this time. He took the bowl from her hands and filled it to the brim with porridge.

”Shen Jingchen, are you worried about me?” Liu Xixi asked as she looked at the man making the porridge.

Shen Jingchen's hands paused for a moment, a layer of redness appearing on his face, before he said, ”I was afraid that you would die. If grandfather were to blame you, it would be hard for me to explain.”

”I know.” When Liuxi saw this, he no longer said anything. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would find himself something unpleasant.

The housekeeper looked at the way Liu Xi and his young master were getting along. It seemed as if the feelings between the enemies were getting hotter. His heart was filled with comfort as he consciously left the room for the two of them.

Liu Xixi was suspicious of life in the hospital, and although the doctors had said it was all right, Shen kept insisting that she stay in the hospital for a few more days to observe.

Moreover, the man seemed to suspect that she had a motive for suicide. He simply treated the ward as his mobile office, and spent three meals a day with her.