CHAPTER 161: CHAPTER 151: CONFESSION FAILED?_2

Gu Qimiao hurriedly asked, "Is it anything serious?"

The doctor examined for a while longer and thought, could he have faked being sick so much that he’s actually sick now? His heart racing even while lying down, that’s too abnormal.

The doctor took off the stethoscope, lightly coughed and said, "It should be fine. I’ll come back and check again later. If the patient wakes up, remember to give him the medicine."

Gu Qimiao quickly nodded, "Okay!"

After the doctor left, Gu Qimiao finally let out a breath and patted her flushed face, feeling somewhat too embarrassed to look at Shen Yanchen anymore.

Hearing her footsteps heading towards the door, Shen Yanchen opened his eyes, seeing her closing the door and then coming back, he quickly closed his eyes again.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, so he really did the dumbest thing, huh? Mutual crush...

This insincere little girl, how should he punish her?

If it weren’t for this pretend illness, how long was she planning to hide it from him?

She usually looked timid and cautious, who knew she was still as mischievous as when she was a child.

After lying there for about ten more minutes, as it was getting late and he wanted her to rest, and he himself couldn’t lie still anymore, he opened his eyes.

"Uh..." He intentionally made some noise to get her attention.

She seemed to have been waiting for him to wake up, and immediately ran to the bedside, "Brother Yan Chen?"

Shen Yanchen frowned, pretending to be somewhat uncomfortable, looking around as if asking why am I here.

Gu Qimiao helped him sit up while explaining, "Brother He said you fainted at work because you were tired. You’ve been sleeping for a long time!"

Shen Yanchen didn’t respond, frowning slightly, thinking silently, this girl’s acting is good, she fooled him for so long.

Calling him Brother Yanchen to his face, and Shen Yanchen behind his back.

She was probably still feeling embarrassed about earlier, from the moment he woke up, she hadn’t looked him in the eyes, but kept finding excuses to fetch water and give him medicine, then hurriedly left the ward.

Shen Yanchen touched his lips and couldn’t help but laugh.

After he finished taking the medicine, she stammered an excuse to go take care of Mo Ming, and then left.

The sweetness in Shen Yanchen’s heart instantly turned dark at the mention of "Mo Ming," which was probably the biggest obstacle between him and Gu Qimiao.

Gu Qimiao might like him, but she couldn’t abandon Mo Ming, and how could he be magnanimous enough to share his woman with someone else?

It seemed that the next step was to find a way to get rid of Mo Ming.

He and Gu Qimiao had lived together for eighteen years, they grew up leaning on each other. To completely sever the relationship wouldn’t be easy...

Early the next morning, He Ye came bouncing in.

"Brother Chen, it’s me, stop pretending."

Shen Yanchen on the bed opened his eyes, he had really been sleeping just now, but he was a light sleeper, and He Ye’s noise naturally woke him up.

"Brother Chen? What did you do last night?"

Shen Yanchen raised an eyebrow without speaking, sat up in bed, and directly pulled out the IV drip from his hand.

Seeing his actions, He Ye asked, "Confession failed? Confessing in a hospital shows no sincerity at all! No wonder..."

"Who told you I confessed?" Shen Yanchen inserted calmly.

He Ye was stunned, "Then... what’s your situation now?"

Shen Yanchen got out of bed, looking very spirited, "Going to discharge."

His staying in the hospital caused Gu Qimiao more trouble. He knew she came to see him several times last night and probably didn’t sleep well all night. How could he bear to let her be so tired?

"So soon? Don’t you need your Miaomiao?"

Shen Yanchen smiled triumphantly, "No need to confess anymore."

He Ye was completely puzzled, "Changed your mind?" Then he said nonchalantly, "See? There’s plenty of fish in the sea, why obsess over one flower? There are many women who want to be your wife. I’ll take you to a ball tomorrow night to choose one."

Shen Yanchen glanced at him and said unhurriedly, "Because I already know the answer."

Now, he was going to have fun teasing this girl.

He Ye looked confused, followed Shen Yanchen out of the ward, then turned back to pick up a parcel of medicine from the bedside, "Brother Chen! Your aphrodisiac!"

...

Before being discharged, Shen Yanchen went to Gu Qimiao’s ward and told her she had two days off, not wanting to see her working and taking care of Mo Ming.

By keeping her busy with work, he had intended to keep her from Mo Ming, but in the end, it was she who suffered, juggling work and the hospital. In just three days, she had lost weight, her chubby baby fat thinning out.

Now that he knew Gu Qimiao’s feelings, he didn’t mind Mo Ming as much as before. Once Mo Ming was discharged, he would properly "spoil" Gu Qimiao.

"Brother Chen..."

"Hmm?"

The people in the conference room looked anxiously at the man toying with his pen.

He Ye reminded quietly, "The speaker has finished."

Shen Yanchen put down the pen, calmly focused his gaze on the nervous speaker on stage, then stood up and said, "That’s all for today, meeting adjourned." He then left the conference room first.

Today was Gu Qimiao’s first day back at work. By now, she should have already arrived at the office, right?

The people in the conference room visibly breathed a sigh of relief, once Shen Yanchen was far enough away, they muttered, "What’s been on President Shen’s mind lately? He’s so distracted."

"Thinking about his little wife, she hasn’t been to the office these past few days."

"Did they have a fight?"

"Doesn’t look like it, don’t you think President Shen’s been in a good mood? He looks delighted."

"Could it be his little wife is pregnant?"

"Cough, cough!" He Ye cleared his throat, and the executives chuckled knowingly before leaving the conference room.

He Ye raised an eyebrow and walked towards Shen Yanchen’s office, thinking to himself, pregnant? His Brother Chen was probably still a virgin!

He Ye dared not imagine, a thirty-year-old virgin...if the little wife was with him, would she be tormented for seven days and seven nights?

He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for the little wife’s small frame... he shouldn’t have encouraged Brother Chen to confess, what if she died in the process, would her spirit come to settle the score with him?