Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Rong Lan thought it was Tina, so she completely relaxed.

She arched her eyebrows and lowered her face slightly, hoping to make it easier for the person behind her to tie her hair and expose a small part of her fair neck. Her skin was already as white as snow, but now contrasted with her long black hair, it created an even stronger visual impact...

Moreover, her hospital gown was obviously looser, and from the angle of looking down from behind, you could even see her plump ravine.

Kang Jue just glanced at it casually, but the result was that the blood surged in his chest.

Rong Lan hadn't noticed anything strange yet, and her tone was relaxed and lazy.

"Tina, did you tell grandpa that I was injured?"

"My injury was caused by myself and has nothing to do with the little Duke. He must have been confused by me too!"

"Why are you so quiet today? Are you as angry with me as grandpa? Do you think he is responsible for this? I should keep my distance from him and stop saying nice things for him?"

Kang Jue's heart was surging, but she was stuck in place, not knowing how to explain to her that she was not Tina.

Rong Lan always felt that Tina today was too abnormal, and her brows furrowed more and more.

"Tina? What happened to you today?"

As she spoke, she looked back, but when she saw clearly that the person in front of her was Kang Jue, her pupils suddenly tightened, and her whole body leaned forward reflexively.

"you--"

How could it be him? !

Rong Lan moved forward so much that she touched the wound on her arm. She gasped several times in pain, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Kang Jue hurriedly held her waist to prevent her from pressing on his arm.

"Are you OK?"

"You...you...Kang Jue!" Rong Lan was hurt and angry, with a light red color at the end of her eyes: "Why didn't you say anything and made me think you were Tina? Why did you eavesdrop on me?"

Kang Jue did not rush to defend, but helped Rong Lan behind the pillow so that she could sit comfortably.

"How's the injury on your arm? I'll call the doctor!"

Rong Lan grabbed Kang Jue's arm with her uninjured hand and said loudly: "You don't have to go! You haven't answered me the question I just asked! Why didn't you stop me when you knew I had admitted the wrong person?"

When Rong Lan saw Kang Jue again, her heart that had finally calmed down became confused again.

Just like grandpa said...

Kang Jue has already failed her once, so what if there is a second time?

He once loved Ning Nuannuan so deeply, but now...has he really let go of her completely?

She couldn't be tempted by her.

Thinking of this, Rong Lan's little face returned to its former cold and arrogant look, completely without the carefree laziness when chatting with Tina just now, and her tone of voice was defensive.

Kang Jue also noticed Rong Lan's change, and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't realize that you recognized the wrong person at first, but later when I found out that you mistook me for your maid, I didn't know how to explain it..."

Rong Lan stared at Kang Jue's profile for a long time.

His explanation was sincere and didn't look like he was lying.

"Forget it..." Rong Lan released her little hand holding Kang Jue's arm: "You are probably still worried about my injury because of you, right? Don't worry, Tina will be here soon, she will take care of me Okay. Once the stitches are removed, I will return to work at Tianmeng."

Rong Lan raised her eyes and met Kang Jue's long, narrow and beautiful eyes.

"Go away! I don't need you."

Now she looks like the independent woman Kang Jue is most familiar with, sassy and neat, as strong as a female warrior, as if she is not contaminated by any fragility...

But Kang Jue didn't believe that she was really that invincible.

"I'm not leaving." Kang Jue brought over the fish soup he made and sat next to Rong Lan: "When will your maid come, and when will I leave. This is the fish soup I made with my own hands. You Try it, the fish soup is lighter and good for your wounds."

"You did it?"

"kindness."

Rong Lan was very surprised.

Like her, Kang Jue has been a pampered person since he was a child. For others, cooking is a very common thing, but for him it is not simple.

Seeing Rong Lan's frown, Kang Jue thought Rong Lan was worried about the bad taste, so he took the initiative and said: "The taste may not be as good as what a professional chef cooks, but the taste... is okay."

After all, every step he made was done under the guidance of the restaurant proprietress.

Kang Jue unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket and took out a small bowl. The milky white soup and the faint smell of fish suddenly filled Rong Lan's eyes with the water mist.

Knowing that everything shouldn't be like this...

But Rong Lan's heart was still beating for this bowl of fish soup.

"Kang Jue, you..."

"Your arms are inconvenient." Kang Jue looked at Rong Lan with burning eyes: "I'll feed you."