novelraw Chapter 732 - 736: Because This Is My Secret [5]
Chapter 732 - 736: Because This Is My Secret [5]
Tongtong stood in the hospital room, looking at the man’s bandaged back, her eyes filled with unwillingness.
This man was the boss of Asia View, a person on equal footing with Emperor View’s Leng Zimo.
Wasn’t it because of Leng Zimo that Luo Xiaoqian managed to achieve such remarkable success, transforming from an obscure singer to a superstar? As long as she held on to Jiao Yang, she could do the same.
She knew Jiao Yang was a veteran in love affairs, naturally flirtatious, but she had confidence in herself.
Previously, she didn’t understand why Jiao Yang had extended his olive branch to her, asking her to pretend to be his girlfriend.
It was only after attending Luo Xiaoqian’s engagement party today that she realized he chose her not because she was special, but more importantly because she resembled Luo Xiaoqian.
Whether it was age, temperament, or appearance, they were all very similar.
Tongtong believed that these were her advantages. This rare man, whether it was status, talent, appearance... everything about him was what she yearned for, and she was determined to have him firmly in her grasp.
Even if he only saw her as a substitute for Luo Xiaoqian, she didn’t care.
Because she didn’t love him either.
Love?
Is love useful?
Can it be eaten as food, can it be spent like money?!
Watching Jiao Yang’s figure on the balcony, Tongtong smiled with extreme considerateness, "What would you like to eat? I can bring it for you tomorrow morning?"
"Anything," Jiao Yang on the balcony answered indifferently.
If it wasn’t what he wanted, what difference would anything make?
"Then I’ll just pick something," Tongtong glanced at Jiao Yang’s back turned towards her on the balcony, "It’s okay, I’ll be going now. You should rest early."
Without receiving a response from Jiao Yang, she pursed her lips, painted a tender pink, and turned to leave the hospital room.
On the balcony, Jiao Yang had his arms propped on the railing, gazing at the bustling world before him, but his eyes were filled only with deep solitude.
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The next day, Luo Xiaoqian hurried over with the lily porridge specially simmered by Aunt Su, which was supposed to detoxify. Jiao Yang was nowhere to be found in the hospital room. She searched but couldn’t find him, so she simply went to the dressing room.
The door wasn’t properly closed, and Luo Xiaoqian hesitated before carefully pushing the door open a crack, wanting to see if he was inside.
Through the gap, she could see Jiao Yang lying in the treatment room while the hospital nurse carefully dabbed medicinal liquid on his back using a cotton swab.
His back, where the skin had blistered from burns, was startlingly red. Even if the nurse’s movements were gentle and careful, each touch brought searing pain. Although Jiao Yang kept jesting with the nurse, his fingers, clenched around the bedpost, had already turned pale from exertion.
"Done!" The nurse packed away the cotton swabs and supported his arm, "You can get up to wrap the bandages now."
Jiao Yang stood up, raising his arms to let her bandage him, while not forgetting to remind her, "You know Luo Xiaoqian, right? If she comes to ask about my condition, you mustn’t tell her how serious my injuries are."
"Why?" the nurse asked with a smile.
"Because this is my secret," Jiao Yang returned a coquettish smile, "You’re the White Angel, you must help me keep the secret!"
"Sure," the nurse agreed immediately.
Such a man, making a request with such a smile, probably no woman could refuse.
Outside the door, Luo Xiaoqian, listening to his voice, felt her nose tingle with sourness.
Jiao Yang ah, can he still not let go of her?!
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Goodnight