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Gu Lanqing's heartstrings trembled when she heard this.

He raised his gaze and looked at the door.

He didn't know when Huo Yan had appeared.

Unlike before, he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but only a casual shirt and pants.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing half of his long and slender arms. In his hand, he held a thermal container.

It actually had the gentleness of a man living at home.

When she looked over, Huo Yan retracted his gaze from Huo Zichen and looked towards him.

In her eyes, there was a flash of possessiveness, shocking her.

The hand under the blanket clenched tightly.

She lowered her head.

What happened last night flashed through his mind once more.

If she continued to be with him, this matter would be constantly mentioned by others.

She was really scared.

He didn't want that to happen a second time.

Huo Yan sensed Gu Lanqing's evasion and tightened his grip on the thermal container.

She was hating him?

Huo Zi Chen looked at Huo Yan sinisterly. "Are you going to wait until Qing Qing is driven mad before you let her go?"

"It's not up to you whether Qing Qing wants to divorce me or not." Huo Yan put away his dazed expression and stepped into the ward.

This is an advanced VIP ward, it has everything, just like a single person suite.

Placing the thermos on the tea table, he responded to Huo Zichao's earlier question about why he had not shown his face at all. "I'm still unconscious, so there's nothing I can do for her here. She was allergic to green onions and ginger. Her appetite must not be very good after getting injured. So, I went back to get her some soup. "

He cast a sidelong glance at Huo Zichao, whose face was ashen, "Young Master, isn't taking care of the patient supposed to be by her side? There's a lot more you want to learn. "

Huo Zichen glared at him. Just as he was about to speak up, a burst of delicious fragrance assaulted his nose.

Instantly, his stomach rumbled.

His face was ashen as he covered his stomach – since yesterday afternoon, he had always been by Qing Qing's side, how could he care about eating?

"Hungry? "Heh …" Huo Yan poured the soup into a bowl and chuckled. "Unfortunately, you don't have a share."

"Who wants your soup?" Huo Zichen stood up and picked up the thermal container on the bedside table. Then, he looked at Gu Lanqing, who had not spoken since she had woken up, "Qingqing, I let Mrs Zhang make your favorite chicken soup. You want to try and see if it suits your taste? "

"Other than carp soup, Qingqing doesn't like any soup at all." Huo Yan had already walked to the other side of the bed, and was gently stirring the bowl with a spoon.

Her gaze fell on Gu Lanqing's small face, which was covered in thick white bandages. Her pitch-black hair fell onto her shoulders, wrapping around her extremely weak face.

Was she really blaming him?

"Qing Qing and I grew up together. How could I not know what she likes to drink?" Huo Zi Chen looked at the milky white soup in Huo Yan's hand. He was a bit unwilling, so he quickly poured the chicken soup out.

It was just pouring the soup, but it was already making a crackling sound.

Huo Yan, who was a bit obsessed with cleanliness, couldn't help but frown when he saw the orange-yellow chicken soup that Huo Zichen accidentally spilled on the bedside table. Or is it because you like to drink chicken soup, and you feel that you also like to drink it? "

Huo Yan's words caused Huo Zichen to freeze.

He suddenly remembered that ever since Qing Qing came to the Huo Family, it had been he who had pulled her along to do what he liked.

Including, to eat what he likes.

Over time, he truly did not know what Qing Qing actually liked to do or eat.

"Heh …" Huo Yan sneered, and after confirming that the temperature of the soup wasn't high enough, he scooped up a spoonful of soup.

However, before she could put her hand on Gu Lan Qing's lips, Huo Zichao had already gotten on first.

"Qing Qing, try it. How does it taste? If you don't like it, I'll let Mom do it. " The steaming hot chicken soup almost touched Gu Lanqing's lips.

However, he was pushed away.

"What are you doing?" Huo Zichen looked angrily at Huo Yan, who was pushing him away.

"Do you want to burn your clean tongue? If she doesn't speak anymore in the future, will you be able to take responsibility? " Huo Yan said coldly.

Only then did Huo Yan's words cause Huo Zichao to feel the pain on his finger — the chicken soup had all sprinkled onto the back of his finger, and was scalding bright red.

The white skin on Huo Zichen's face immediately looked like cooked prawns.

"Eldest Young Master, I said that. You still have a lot to learn. " Huo Yan put the fish soup on his lips, blew on it to cool it, then placed it on Gu Lanqing's lips.

Huo Zichen clenched his fist.

He looked at Gu Lanqing, who had raised her head at an unknown time.

With a pale and calm face, he looked in the direction of Huo Yan.

He pursed his lips and stared at the spoon of fish soup — did she really drink Huo Yan's fish soup?

Would she unconditionally forgive Huo Yan after this?

As he thought about it, he couldn't bear it any longer. Following Huo Yan's example, he pushed Huo Yan's arm away.

Huo Yan's attention was completely focused on Gu Lan Qing, so he was caught off guard by Huo Zichao's nudge.

He took two steps back. If he did not quickly stabilize his body, all of the fish soup would have been splashed onto the floor!

Anger surfaced in his deep eyes as he looked coldly at Huo Zichao, "Have you finished making a fuss?"

"I'm asking you this question!" What are you trying to do with your nonchalant attitude? As if yesterday's incident had not happened? Heh … How could it not have happened? Didn't you see the wound on his head? She was almost driven mad by the reporter you sent! I really don't know why you still have the face to appear in front of Qing Qing. " Huo Zichen mocked.

"You mentioned yesterday?" Huo Yan gripped his bowl tightly and thought back to the video he had taken of him in the cemetery in the hands of a reporter.

Ye Zichen looked towards Huo ZIchen coldly, "You were the one that accompanied Qingqing yesterday! But what else have you done other than stay with her? You didn't do anything! She could only watch as Zhang Da beaten her up and insulted her. He could only watch as she was pushed onto the tombstone! Huo Zichen, you're a man, not a child of a few years old! To protect a woman is not to say that one only has to accompany her. "

Huo Zichen gasped for breath, then looked at Huo Yan in embarrassment and anger, "Shut up! You don't understand the situation then! How could I not want to protect her? You forget? For her, I can even disregard my own life! "

It was too dark, and he was surrounded by reporters, so he couldn't see what was happening in Qingqing.

"Heh …" Huo Yan scoffed. "Do you really think you love clarity?" Because the whole world should be moved by you, and Qingqing should be moved by you? Divorce with me, with you? You're using morality to kidnap me. Your gratitude only touched you. "

Huo Yan's words completely infuriated Huo Zichen.

Huo Zichen's eyes were bloodshot as he strode to the other side of the bed and grabbed Huo Yan, "Shut up!"

He had a feeling of being stabbed and turned angry.

He lost all rationality and blurted out, "Then do you love clarity? How do you love her? He had to rape her time and time again! He even used violence on her in front of my room! "Huo Yan, I'm not qualified to say that I love Qing Qing, much less you!"

Huo Yan's expression changed, and his cold eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "Shut up!"

He also felt embarrassed, so he quickly pushed Huo Zichen away from his collar.

Huo Zichao sneered, raised his fist and struck out towards Huo Yan once again.

It was at this moment that a 'bang' sound rang out.