The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian was startled.

She was blocked by a man, and a deep voice came from the man's throat, "She won't beg you, and she doesn't need to beg you, not today, not tomorrow, never. I won't touch anything from the Huo family." A penny, Xiaolin, make a contract."

The man's voice didn't have much ups and downs, but every word had a ring to it.

Xiang Xueying was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and she pointed her finger at Huo Yan, "Okay, okay, hello, your wings are stiff, and you don't even listen to your mother, right? Okay, just wait and see if you ask me. That day!"

When Ao Qijun and Gu Siyu get the Huo Group, Huo Yan will regret it!

She turned and stormed out.

Assistants and bodyguards quickly followed.

Gu Siyu's eyes were filled with pain. Seeing this, she stamped her feet and ran out.

The ward became quiet.

Miao Jinfeng glanced at the two of them and also exited the room, closing the door behind him.

Gu Weimian's hand holding the quilt slowly tightened.

She looked at Huo Yan with confusion in her eyes.

why?

The man obviously doesn't like her.

Why do you do that?

Huo Yan looked at Gu Weimian's dazed look, feeling a little nervous. He pushed the wheelchair to Gu Weimian's side, and raised his hand to touch Gu Weimian's forehead.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The soft feather-like eyelashes brushed against the man's palm.

Huo Yan's hand seemed to be burned and he quickly retracted it.

Avoiding it for fear of not being able to catch it.

Gu Weimian was startled, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his originally hot heart.

Huo Yan lowered his eyes and turned around without saying a word.

Gu Weimian's hand holding the quilt tightened, "Huo Yan."

Hoarseness.

Huo Yan paused and stood still.

Gu Weimian clenched her hands tighter and tighter, her nails almost digging into her palms.

"Can you stay with me?"

This sentence almost used up all her courage, and she held her breath, waiting for Huo Yan's answer.

The man's back was stiff,

"What's up?"

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment.

Huo Yan didn't hear Gu Weimian's voice and turned his head.

On the bed, the girl's amber eyes were looking at him, a bit confused, her face was pale, and she looked very pitiful.

He clenched his hands tightly and said in a low voice, "I have a meeting later."

It seems like an explanation.

Gu Weimian blinked, his eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth raised.

What's up?

There are many.

There were many things she wanted to talk to him about.

The dream she had when she had a headache, the illusion that the teacher seemed to have been there, the confusion about her life experience...

etc.

During this time, she encountered too much.

But his attitude of rejecting others from thousands of miles away made those words burst like bubbles on the bottom of the sea and disappeared.

Even if she wants to say something, it depends on whether others are willing to listen.

In fact... Huo Yan is no more anxious to clear things up than this.

She knew that he didn't like her.

Perhaps out of the morality of being a friend, I helped her, but I didn't want her to misunderstand.

She was indeed stupid in her previous life.

Too stupid to understand other people's rejection.

In this life, she has understood a lot.

After all... you've died once, haven't you?

Therefore, Huo Yan really doesn't have to be so afraid.

She won't stick around.

Nor would he say something that would embarrass both people.

She smiled slightly, the most standard smile, "I just want to thank you."

The man was stunned for a moment and whispered, "No need to thank you."

Gu Weimian raised his eyes, his attitude was gentle but insistent, "Yes, you have helped me so much. Compared to how much you have helped me, what I can do is really insignificant."