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Wait a minute. Xu Ningzhou pressed her throbbing temples, feeling as if he had overlooked something.

So these past few months, his so-called 'love affair' was all because of him? It was all because of him … Single love?

Her knee felt like it had been pierced by countless arrows. Song Qinghuan's expression looked as if it was difficult to describe. Stupid, Xu Ningzhou's brain had already been shocked silly by her!

Thinking like this, Song Qinghuan suddenly understood the meaning behind the explanation that Xu Ningzhou gave her after "it's full of spring". At that time, she felt that their conversation was not on the same channel, but now …

It really wasn't on the same channel.

Xu Ningzhou quickly picked up his broken heart from the ground. He held Song Qinghuan's hand and sincerely said, "Actually, you can understand me in more depth." In the end, he added, "It's not too late to be in love."

Song Qinghuan purposely angered him, "Sorry for disturbing you. I like little pup dogs. Thank you."

"Eh?" Since the door was locked, there were no outsiders here. Xu Ningzhou clenched his teeth and shamelessly rubbed his head against Song Qinghuan's neck, using actual actions to show what a little pup was, "I think I can do it too."

Song Qinghuan raised her hand to pat his back. She felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw his shameless appearance: "Shameless!"

"Darling, kiss."

Xu Ningzhou raised his face and kissed Song Qinghuan's cheek. He then lowered his voice and said, "I can be more shameless." When he met Song Qinghuan's gaze, he blinked his eyes and smiled brilliantly like a spring breeze, "The condition is that you need it."

"F * ck off!" Song Qinghuan's hair was standing on end as she was lifted up by Xu Ningzhou.

Seeing that everything was fine, Xu Ningzhou put it away, got up, and walked towards the resting room, "Your body is completely fine now. We'll leave the hospital today, and return home tonight."

Home? What a strange word.

Song Qinghuan stared blankly at Xu Ningzhou's back. This word was too foreign to her. In her previous life, she had never had a home.

However, at this moment, the tears in her eyes rolled down her face. The smile on Song Qinghuan's face became even brighter.

Without the hatred, Song Qinghuan no longer suffered from the torments from her past life. At this moment, she felt like she was completely revived.

Next, everything in the Song Family had nothing to do with him. She could finally live for him and do whatever she wanted. She no longer needed to live like a puppet anymore.

Xu Ningzhou pushed open the door to the resting lounge and stood in front of the mirror. His groaning beard was no more and the bloodshot eyes had also faded away. It was as if the previous dispirited side of him was just an illusion of Song Qinghuan's.

After changing into a set of clothes, pants, leather shoes and wearing his own wristwatch, the man in the mirror returned to his usual elegance and modesty.

However, after he changed his clothes and came back, Xu Ningzhou felt that Song Qinghuan seemed to have changed. She was still the same person, but her temperament had undergone a tremendous change.

Four eyes met. Xu Ningzhou's gaze was as gentle as water, his eyes full of tender affection. The corners of his lips curled up, and his smile was like a ripple under the sun, rippling out of sight. His voice resounded within the ward.

"Song Qinghuan, from now on, I want to formally woo you."

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On the way back, only Song Qinghuan and Xu Ningzhou were there. After boarding the plane, the two of them sat down in the business class. Song Qinghuan turned her head and looked out the window, as if she was looking back at these people.

This time, she thought, there was no need for her to return to the city.

A big hand covered Song Qinghuan's line of sight. She subconsciously blinked, and her thick eyelashes brushed past Xu Ningzhou's palm. Xu Ningzhou, who was sitting next to her, leaned over and unhappily whispered into her ear, "You're looking at me outside?"

Song Qinghuan leaned back in her chair, the corners of her mouth curled up in a faint smile. Xu Ningzhou loosened his grip, and she cast a sidelong glance at the man beside her.

"Good." Song Qinghuan nodded, "Just like a floral peacock with its tail between its legs."

"…" Xu Ningzhou finally noticed that ever since he said he was officially courting Song Qinghuan in the ward, this little scoundrel kept on chatting like crazy, obviously trying to make him angry on purpose.

What could he do? His own treasure was of course a pet.

Because it was night, the flight was not very large, but when you entered you could see that the business class was more comfortable and spacious than the economy class at the back.

Very soon, a few seats in the business class cabin were filled with passengers for this flight. Xu Ningzhou and Song Qinghuan spoke in hushed voices, not disturbing the rest of the guests.

However, at this moment, a man's dissatisfied voice came from the seat beside the two of them, "Next time, don't book a plane ticket without a luxurious first-class cabin. After running for a few days, you want me to squeeze into a small plane. What do you think?"

"Alright, I understand."

The voice that answered was also a male's. Compared to the arrogant and disdainful voice from before, the voice sounded much more docile. "You should sleep first." With that, he took out a folded and compressed wool blanket from his backpack.

Song Qinghuan's gaze shifted away from Xu Ningzhou and landed on the two people beside her.

The man with the docile voice was about 1.78 meters tall and had a fair complexion. The black hair in front of his forehead was slightly covering his eyes and one could vaguely see his sexy lips under the bridge of his nose. At this moment, he gently covered the man sitting inside with a blanket and handed over a blindfold.

"Whap." The next moment, the hand he used to pass over the blindfold was knocked off by the man sitting inside. The blindfold also landed on the blanket.

"Qiu Meng!" Did you have a fever that burned your brain? "Wearing an eye-patch and arriving at the capital's airport, I feel dizzy from all the makeup. If the media fans were to see this, wouldn't I lose face?"

After saying that, the man intentionally stretched his neck and looked around, and even intentionally pulled his mask up, afraid that he would be recognized by some small fan.

The man called Qiu Meng was having trouble breathing. He was not only truly having a fever, but he was also feeling weak and dizzy. Even so, he still patiently took care of the man next to him.

There was a passageway in the middle, so it was hard for Xu Ningzhou not to hear it. However, he didn't have the interest to turn his head and look. When he saw that Song Qinghuan's gaze was fixated on those two, he couldn't help but turn his head and look as well.

To be exact, Song Qinghuan's gaze fell on the handsome young man, Qiu Meng!

It was a very handsome man's name, but I looked very pretty. According to the timeline of my past life, she should not have met Qiu Meng until two years later.

In this life, he didn't expect to meet the other party in this kind of situation. If he wasn't wrong, Qiu Menggang had just graduated from university and worked as a manager for a third-rate brokerage company.