The cold words were full of warnings. He must remind him to take care of his own woman, and don't touch his Louis woman again!
"An Ran?" Huang Xiaojue frowned slightly, and the smile on his lips became inexplicably bloodthirsty and terrifying. If Louis hadn't mentioned it, he would have really forgotten the existence of this woman.
Deep disgust flashed involuntarily in his deep and alluring brown eyes, and there was an unnoticeable gloom in his eyes. He really didn't expect that his An Ran would become so vicious, because of the beautiful memories of his childhood, he endured An Ran and suffered from pain.
An Ran, never wanted to hurt her in the slightest...
But no matter what, she is not qualified to hurt Mo Xiaoran. Mo Xiaoran is his bottom line...
"I will take care of her." After a long while, he rubbed his eyebrows and replied, with a hint of hesitation and helplessness in his heart.
"Oh, you handle it?" Louis sneered suddenly, "Can you bear it?" There was obviously a trace of ridicule in his tone.
Based on Huang Xiaojue's feelings for An Ran, he knew that Huang Xiaojue could not really be cruel enough to do anything to An Ran.
"It's not your turn to interfere in Enron's affairs!"
Huang Xiaojue's face paled, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of irritability in his heart. He stood up impatiently, and walked out of the ward without any nostalgia without looking at the person on the bed.
Louis held his chin with one hand and watched Huang Xiaojue leave leisurely. One corner of his lips raised, showing an intriguing smile. He stood up and walked to the bedside, his blue eyes sparkling with love, and his cold fingers
The tip slid across Mo Xiaoran's delicate face:
"A drowned rat, you see, you are not the only one in his heart... Do you still have to love him so unhesitatingly?" The only thing he is better than Huang Xiaojue is that in his heart, there is only Xiao Ran...
Only in this way can he give her the most complete and perfect love.
But what answered him was the silence in the room.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, tucked Mo Xiaoran into bed, and left the ward.
* * * * *
The ward was quiet except for the occasional gentle breeze coming from the window. The snow-white curtains flew up and down from time to time under the caress of the wind...
The man on the bed gripped the quilt slightly, his curled eyelashes moved, his bright and clear black eyes slowly opened, and he stared at the window in confusion.
A tear slipped quietly and was quickly absorbed by the snow-white sheets. Mo Xiaoran slowly straightened up, tightened her thin hospital gown, walked to the window and sat down.
It's not your turn to interfere with Enron's affairs!...
This sentence was clearly meant to protect An Ran and prevent Louis from hurting her. The result of such an analysis made her body tremble slightly. She bent down and held her head, desperately trying to get it out of her mind.
But the words that made her so cold were still swirling around in her mind, and she couldn't control them.
Huang Xiaojue must not have thought that she had been woken up long ago, and she heard every word of his conversation with Louis...
She would really feel uncomfortable hearing him favoring the person who wanted to kill her...