She didn't even know if Shi Hanchu liked Jiang Mingzhu's looks or her as a person!
If it was her, then why didn't Shi Hanchu feel anything when she stood in front of him? Why wasn't his heart moved at all?!
Shi Hanchu was expressionless as he sat there and looked straight at Su Manman.
Su Manman nodded in confusion and chuckled. "I got it. You can leave now."
Shi Hanchu frowned slightly. He felt that there was something wrong with the smiling Su Manman's mood.
"I'll stay tonight …" Shi Hanchu was determined.
"Okay!" Su Manman tilted her head, a faint smile on her face. She was like a wisp of smoke, a little ethereal. "However, we're both public figures. If someone takes a photo … you won't be able to clear your name. It has nothing to do with me."
Shi Hanchu pursed his thin lips.
Without waiting for Shi Hanchu to say anything, Su Manman kicked Shi Hanchu's leg with her fair foot. "Make way … the patient needs to rest!"
Shi Hanchu sat on the coffee table, his long legs almost occupying the entire gap between the coffee table and the single-seater sofa. He circled Su Manman in the middle, their posture a little ambiguous.
Shi Hanchu got up and made way, watching Su Manman climb onto the hospital bed …
The small hospital gown swayed a little on her body. It was obvious how thin Su Manman was.
Su Manman leaned against the bed and turned on her phone to play countless games.
After a long while, when she saw Shi Hanchu take off his coat and prepare to lie on the sofa for the night, she said, "Sigh, Shi Hanchu …"
Shi Hanchu turned around and saw Su Manman put down her phone. He smiled pretentiously. "You're … Jiang Mingzhu's best friend, so you're guarding me here because you're afraid that Jiang Mingzhu will feel uneasy, right?"
Shi Hanchu shook his coat. "Yes …"
"Avenging her grievances and letting her die in peace. Such a huge favor … can't be repaid just like this, right?" Su Manman said.
Shi Hanchu put down his coat and sat on the sofa. He asked Su Manman, "Then how are you going to repay me?"
"Get married! Repay me with your body … "Su Manman's lips curled up slightly as she spoke, a seductive smile on her face." I'm not forcing anything between us. We're both quite busy, so let's make it two years! That way, I won't have to go on blind dates with the handsome men introduced by my family … "
Shi Hanchu stared at Su Manman for a long while before saying, "That won't do. Go to sleep … Think about what you want again. I'll try my best to satisfy you!"
She saw that Shi Hanchu had already laid down and covered himself with a jacket …
The sofa was obviously not long enough for Shi Hanchu, who was almost 1.9 meters tall.
Su Manman gripped her phone tightly and said with a smile, "Why … Jiang Mingzhu is dead. Is Shi Hanchu really planning to stay faithful to her for the rest of his life?"
Shi Hanchu didn't say a word. Su Manman only looked at him calmly and indifferently. In the end, she turned off the lights and lay down.
The curtains weren't drawn, and Su Manman laid down at an angle that allowed her to see the bright moonlight.
That cold white light was no different from Su Manman's current mood.
When Su Manman woke up the next morning, Shi Hanchu had already left.
There was a note under the thermos on the coffee table …
Su Manman recognized the handwriting. It was Shi Hanchu's!
His handwriting was sonorous and forceful, as if he was drawing with silver hooks.
Shi Hanchu said that this was Su Manman's breakfast. He even reminded Su Manman to drink the medicinal soup inside.
Su Manman sat on the sofa and crumpled the paper into a ball, holding it in her palm. She looked at the thermos without saying a word …
It wasn't until Old Madam Fu came and asked the servants to prepare breakfast for her that she realized there was a thermos on the coffee table.
"What's this? Did someone bring you breakfast? "Old Madam Fu asked.
"No …" Su Manman smiled and stood up. She put her arm around her grandmother's shoulder and looked at the table of dishes. "Wow, there's so much … I can't even taste it. Grandma, you won't let me eat more than I should have! I'm someone who needs to control my weight … "
"I know, I know! Silly girl! I know you like to look good. Hurry up and eat! These are all pickled dishes by Auntie Luo herself. "When Old Madam Fu spoke, her eyes were filled with love for her granddaughter.
As Old Madam Fu served Su Manman the dishes, she said, "What's the use of only knowing how to look good? You don't even have a boyfriend. You're making me worry all day long!"
"Then, Grandma, you should arrange a handsome man for me!" Su Manman smiled and looked up at her grandmother. "Look at you. You introduced him to me a few months ago. His family background isn't bad, but he's a little ugly …"
"Go, go, go … What nonsense are you talking about? How is he ugly? The second son of the Du family has good facial features. One look and you can tell that he's an honest child. He's not that scheming! Grandma doesn't have high expectations for your husband. He just needs to be good to you! Don't be too picky about his appearance! "Old Madam Fu tried her best to persuade her.
"How can I not have high expectations? Look at how beautiful my grandmother is … She gave birth to me so beautiful, so my next generation will definitely be even more beautiful! It's fine if I find an ugly son who looks like Mom. But if I give birth to a daughter, Grandma, think about it … if she looks like the second young master of the Du family, how ugly will she be! Tsk tsk tsk … just thinking about it gives me goosebumps! "
As she spoke, Su Manman picked up the bowl of porridge and took a sip.
Old Madam Fu thought about Su Manman's words. If a young lady were to look like the second son of the Du family, it would really be … chilling.
Su Manman picked up her silver chopsticks, picked up a piece of pickled radish, and placed it in her mouth. She frowned. "Grandma … you killed the salt seller! It's so salty! "
Su Manman hurriedly reached for a cup of water to rinse her mouth …
"Is it salty?" Old Madam Fu also picked up a piece of pickled radish and tasted it. She frowned and quickly took out a tissue to spit it out. "Why is it so salty?"
Old Madam Fu, who was about to throw away the tissue containing the pickled radish, was stunned. "Manman … what did you just say? Is it salty? "
"It's salty!" Su Manman frowned.
"Manman … you can taste it?" Old Madam Fu's eyes lit up.
Su Manman put on her acting skills as a movie queen. "I think … I think so!"
"Doctor! Quick, call the doctor! "Old Madam Fu hurriedly turned around and shouted at the servants.
Not long after, the doctors arrived. Knowing that Su Manman's taste buds had recovered, the doctors heaved a sigh of relief …
They smiled and congratulated Old Madam Fu, saying that Su Manman's temporary loss of taste buds should be related to the impact on her brain. Now that she had recovered, it was fine. It wasn't impossible for Old Madam Fu to bring her home to recuperate!
However, Old Madam Fu insisted that Su Manman stay in the hospital. She was afraid that Su Manman would lose her taste buds again …
(End of this chapter)
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