Chapter 337: Chapter 337

The doctor, upon hearing Ning Wan’s words, immediately showed an awkward expression on his face. He didn’t know whether to believe what Ning Wan said or not, but when he thought about Xi Mohan, who had been living in the hospital for the past few days, even moving his work to the ward here, he knew that he couldn’t entirely avoid the situation.

Moreover, Miss Ning was admitted to the hospital due to a car accident that resulted in a miscarriage. Since he performed the surgery himself, he was bound to know more than the average person.

Now, seeing President Xi’s attitude towards Miss Ning, although President Xi has a fiancée, it is not hard to tell that he has a liking for Second Lady Ning.

The doctor didn’t say much more. He dared not indulge in any gossip about President Xi, but he instructed the caregiver taking care of Ning Wan about some things to be mindful of before he left the ward.

Inside the ward, only Ning Wan and the caregiver remained. Looking out at the heavy rain, she wanted to go outside for a breath of fresh air, but couldn’t, because Xi Mohan spent the whole day here, making her feel very suffocated.

Damn, what the hell does this man want?

"Miss Ning, it’s time for lunch. I’ll go to the kitchen and prepare something for you," the caregiver noticed it was already half-past twelve, right at lunchtime. Because of Xi Mohan, Ning Wan could have special meals prepared in the hospital kitchen for her breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

The caregiver was specially arranged by Xi Mohan and was a good cook. The food they prepared was to Ning Wan’s liking, so there was no need for the one arranged by Lu Jingchen, they only kept this one.

Perhaps it was because of Ning Wan’s good nature and her easy-going demeanor that the caregiver had a favorable impression of her. When she spoke, she did so with a smile, and occasionally Ning Wan would ask her about recent events in An City.

Ning Wan had expressed that she had no other choice but to inconvenience the caregiver aunty to ask about these things. Ever since her hospitalization, Xi Mohan had confiscated her mobile phone and did not allow her to use the internet. Besides eating and sleeping, all she did every day was stare out the window or read books.

As it happened, Xi Mohan wouldn’t allow her to read romance novels, but instead to read books about ’How to Cultivate One’s Demeanor’ or ’How to Learn Self-Cultivation’, or he would bring collections of poetry for her to read, to the point where she was so angry she nearly smashed all those books on that man.

Just yesterday, she angrily said, "If you dare, why don’t you bring me ’One Hundred Thousand Whys’ or ’Three Hundred Tang Poems’ to read."

As a result, Xi Mohan really brought ’One Hundred Thousand Whys’ and ’Three Hundred Tang Poems’ to her in the afternoon.

Ning Wan loathed Xi Mohan’s unyielding demeanor, wishing she could tear off the mask on his face and see what lay beneath those appearances.

Hearing the caregiver’s words, Ning Wan nodded and then spoke up, "I feel like having carrot soup today, if there are carrots, please make some for me."

"Alright, Miss Ning, I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare your lunch. If you need anything, just call my phone," the caregiver smiled and instructed.

Ning Wan nodded, and the caregiver left the room.

Meanwhile, Xi Mohan took his phone to the end of the corridor before sliding to answer and putting it to his ear.

The sound of rainwater could be heard over the phone. Glancing at the pouring rain outside the window, he answered the call with a faint "hello."

Lu Jingchen on the other end of the line looked very displeased as he spoke directly to Xi Mohan, "I need to borrow your people."

Xi Mohan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise at Lu Jingchen’s request, but remained calm as he replied, "Why do you need to borrow someone?"

"Chu Munan has come to An City," Lu Jingchen felt a headache coming on, rubbed his forehead, and his eyes still held a coldness. The source of thɪs content is N()velFire.net

"What does Chu Munan’s return to the country have to do with you? As long as you don’t provoke him, he naturally won’t bother you. Why do you need people? To fight him?"

"He is currently in my villa, and my wife and Yu Xia are in his hands."

Xi Mohan paused, not expecting this turn of events, and after a moment of silence, he finally said, "Alright, wait for me, I will bring people over right now."

Xi Mohan walked into the hospital room to find the woman already sitting up on the bed, casually flipping through a book as if supremely bored, with no idea as to what she should actually do.

At the sound of the door opening, she glanced up at him indifferently and then lowered her head to continue browsing through the book in her hands.

Xi Mohan watched her delicate little face, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and in the end, he couldn’t help himself. In two strides, he was at the bedside, his slender fingers suddenly gripping the woman’s chin, and before she could fully react, his thin lips sealed hers in an instant.

Song Qiao’s eyes widened, filled with astonishment. She had no idea why this man had suddenly gone mad and forced a kiss on her. Although he had always been in the hospital room with her, he hadn’t acted or done anything too excessive.

Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, she was almost scared stiff. By the time she reacted and moved to push him away, her hand had not even touched the man’s chest, Xi Mohan had already let go of her and stood up.

Her lips felt somewhat swollen. Ning Wan looked up at the man standing there with gritted teeth and said, "Xi Mohan, are you sick or something? Who gave you permission to kiss me like that?"

"You said it was a forced kiss, so naturally, no one permitted it." Xi Mohan’s gaze lowered to her now slightly swollen lips, his deep voice spilling out from his throat, "Stay nicely in the hospital room. I need to step out for a bit."

With that, he turned and walked over to his couch, closed the laptop, and tidied up the documents on the table.

Ning Wan watched Xi Mohan silently for a while, then parted her lips to speak in a light tone, "Xi Mohan, have you had enough of Ning Yan’er, and now you’re directly changing your target to me, planning to not let go of me?"

Xi Mohan picked up the jacket on the sofa, turned around, and his deep eyes mirrored the woman lying on the bed who no longer looked so pale. The stuffy weather led him to unbutton the top button of his shirt, revealing his attractive collarbone. He looked somewhat lean but muscular in a well-distributed way.

His thin lips slightly curved, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes. He looked at her with a half-smiling expression and said, "Ning Wan, whether I am interested in you or not, haven’t you always been able to tell?"

Ning Wan couldn’t help frowning, her tone already a bit colder, "I don’t quite understand what you mean, Xi Mohan. You used to dislike me so much you almost wished to disable me, and indeed your attitude has changed now. I have always been puzzled about why you hated me that much..."

"I never hated you." Xi Mohan glanced at her indifferently, his phone in hand rang again, he looked at the caller ID, then lifted his head to look at Ning Wan and spoke lightly, "If you want to know anything, you can ask me when I return. I have something to take care of right now. Be good and stay in the hospital. Don’t go anywhere, and if anything comes up, call me."

With that, the man took his jacket and headed for the door, his steps seeming a bit hurried, clearly pressed for time.

Ning Wan sat on the bed, watching the man open the hospital room door, then walk out and casually close the door behind him, his figure completely disappearing from sight. Her pink lips pursed together, her expression suddenly turning cold.

Just the thought of having been forcibly kissed by that man made her feel uncomfortable all over. She pulled several tissues from the bedside and fiercely wiped her kissed lips until it felt a bit painful before throwing away the tissues in her hand.

Looking out at the rainy weather, Ning Wan felt extremely irritated, but without a phone in hand, she couldn’t even make a call if she wanted to.

Inside the villa, a large table of food was ready, the scent of dishes filling the whole house.

Ultimately, neither Song Qiao nor Ning Wan had been mistreated, and naturally, they were sitting at the dining table with the group, eating together. However, Song Qiao, looking at the spread of food, had no appetite and after a few bites stopped eating. Instead, she addressed the man across from her, "What exactly are you planning by detaining us ? When will you let us go?"

The man who should have been resting after having bullets removed was now sitting opposite Song Qiao, elegantly picking up his food, chewing it thoroughly in his mouth. When he heard Song Qiao’s question, he glanced at her and slightly curved his lips, saying, "Mrs. Lu, isn’t there a very apt saying in our country? ’Don’t talk while eating, don’t talk while sleeping.’ Now is the time for dining, so we should be quietly enjoying our meal."

His words were smooth, leaving no doubt that he grew up domestically. His handsome face could almost be mistaken for that of a half-blood, with deep black eyes, fair skin, black hair, and thin lips.

Song Qiao put down her chopsticks. Other than having drunk a spoonful of soup, she hadn’t really eaten much. Her eyes rested lightly on Chu Munan, and with a slight curl of her lips, she mocked, "Did you ever think about how it feels for me, the lady of the villa, to be detained by you when you say these words?"

These people were simply comparable to bandits. Not only did they invade her home, but they also didn’t allow her to wander around, confining her to the living room.

Chu Munan picked up another bite of food and put it in his mouth without speaking.

Song Qiao suddenly got angry, stood up abruptly, and looked at Chu Munan coldly. "What exactly do you want to do?"