77: C77 Luckily There Was Still Time

C77 Luckily There Was Still Time

"Rusu left because she was in a bad mood. It's still raining, so I'm worried. Please let Second Brother know when he comes out. I'll be leaving first." As he spoke, he had already stood up. He reached out and pulled his suitcase, ready to leave.

Just when Pei Yijing was about to leave the villa, Mo Wan suddenly called out to him. The smile on her face was unusually bright. "Photographer Pei, do your best!"

"Alright..." Pei Yijing smiled helplessly and then left.

It was only when the figure disappeared from her sight that Mo Wan retracted her gaze. Her smile was so bright and brilliant.

She would hide those little thoughts in her heart towards him. Only she herself knew. Perhaps after a long time, those little thoughts of hers would gradually disappear along with the flow of time...

While she was lost in her thoughts, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Pei Yihuan walked out in a bathrobe, and the water on his hair flowed down.

"Pei Yihuan." She quickly shouted.

Pei Yihuan turned his head and stared at her coldly.

His eyes flashed with an expression that sent chills down people's spine.

Mo Wan's face turned red and cold sweat almost appeared on her forehead. She swallowed her saliva and said, "Yijing told me to tell you that he and Rusu had some matters to attend to before returning to the country."

Pei Yihuan answered coldly. He sat on the sofa and turned on the laptop to process the company's emergency documents.

Seeing that he did not make a sound, Mo Wan also quietly sat on the sofa. She unscrewed the ointment and applied the medicine on her ankle.

However, she did not expect that the moment the cooling ointment landed on her swollen ankle, the burning pain made her suck in a breath of cold air. She could not help but cry out. "Ah!"

Hearing this, Pei Yihuan turned his gaze and stared coldly at her.

Biting her lips, Mo Wan said in embarrassment: "Sorry to bother you. I'm really sorry. I tried my best not to make any noise!"

Pei Yihuan stared at her coldly for a few times and his attention fell on the company documents again.

Although he said that, Mo Wan could still bear it when the medicine fell on her ankle. It was so painful that even her tears rolled in her eyes. She bit her lips tightly so that she did not make any sound.

It was not easy for her to finish applying the medicine. She finally let out a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. Applying the medicine was like torture, it was really fatal!

She had been tormented for an entire day. She had been frightened and exhausted. At this moment, she was feeling sleepy. Mo Wan looked at the bed. She saw Pei Yihuan lying on the bed in a bathrobe.

She was stunned and then frowned slowly. "Do you want to sleep on the bed?"

Pei Yihuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said coldly, "Do you have an opinion?"

"No, no, no objections. But my foot is injured. I think you should be a gentleman."

His long and narrow eyes narrowed a little, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

"No. I know you are definitely a gentleman..." Mo Wan spoke righteously and with a stern attitude.

"Yes, so?" Pei Yihuan continued to look at her coldly.

"So, you still sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa..." She answered very straightforwardly!

A cold snort came from her thin lips. Pei Yihuan ignored her and closed his eyes.

"Phew..." Mo Wan let out a long breath. She gently set her body up and looked up at the man on the bed. She sighed and fell asleep.

In an instant, the room fell into silence. Only the faint sound of their breathing could be heard.

Time gradually passed. Suddenly, Mo Wan who was sleeping moaned and her breathing became hurried. The breath that came out of her breath was like a flame and even her face turned red.

"Dad, don't leave, don't leave me..."2

"Grandma, can you return Dad to me?"

"Dad! I will definitely cure your illness, don't leave... Don't leave Wan..."

"Wan... Don't be alone... ... Don't..."

Slowly, her tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes and fell on the sofa. She kept sobbing and crying.

The sobbing and crying kept coming into his ears. Pei Yihuan opened his tightly shut eyes. His handsome eyebrows slightly wrinkled as he looked at the sofa.

"No... Wan don't want to be alone..."

"Dad! Wan will definitely think of a way to cure your illness. He really did not want to leave Wan. Wan has no one else. "

Pei Yihuan sat up on the bed with his tall body. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the slim figure on the sofa." Shut up! "

There was no reaction. She was still crying in a low voice, like a wounded kitten.

Pei Yihuan moved his long legs and got off the bed. He turned on the light and walked towards the sofa step by step.

Until he stood by the sofa, Mo Wan still did not have any reaction. She was still crying.

Pei Yihuan's expression changed and he said impatiently, "Shut up!"

"Wuuu... Wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, wuuu... What responded to him was still intermittent crying.

Pei Yihuan's thin lips pressed into a straight line. He grabbed her shoulder and held her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up. Tears rolled down her face like beans, but her eyes were closed.

"Wake up!" His big hand grabbed her shoulder and shook it in frustration.

Mo Wan's body was forced to shake. The breath she exhaled from her breath fell on Pei Yihuan's arm, making him feel like he was burning with fire.

With a slight frown, Pei Yihuan's big hand landed on her forehead. The boiling hot temperature immediately spread to her palm. His thin lips pursed even more tightly. He put his body back on the sofa and took out his phone to dial a number.

"Transfer me a private doctor right away!" His words were short and cold.

At this moment, Mo Wan, who had been sleeping, slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Pei Yihuan standing in front of her, she was slightly stunned. There was a strong nasal and hoarse voice in her voice. "Have you not slept yet?"

He glanced at her and coldly mocked, "There are people crying and howling in their sleep. Do you think you can sleep?"

"Are you talking about me?" She slowly sat up from the sofa. She felt her head and legs were heavy, and her body was extremely weak. Her face looked like it was on fire.

"Is there a third person in the room?" Pei Yihuan asked her coldly.

"Sorry..." Mo Wan could not help but cough a few times. She looked up and did not know when he had changed into a white V-collar sweater and black casual pants. He was as handsome and cold as usual.

Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the cake on the table. She called out softly and looked at Shi Ying Zhong who was standing in the corner of the room.

It was eleven o'clock. Luckily, there was still time!

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