The man got out of the car, opened the door on the other side, and gave her a faint smile: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."
An Ruo was stunned, how did he know she was here?
She got into his car with a guilty conscience. On the way back, Mo Hua didn't say anything. She knew that she should take the initiative to explain.
"Mo Hua, do you...believe me?" She looked sideways at him and asked softly.
The man glanced at her, curled his lips and said, "Of course I believe you."
An Ruo breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had no misunderstanding or anger.
"Actually, I'm taking care of Tang Yuchen in the hospital. It's not what you think. I have my own reasons. I've given up on him, and it's no longer possible for me and him, so don't get me wrong."
"Well, I believe you." He nodded understandingly, "Can you tell me why you want to take care of him?"
"It's a personal reason, I don't want to say it, but I swear, I have nothing to do with him."
Mo Hua was silent for a moment, then curved his lips and said with a smile: "Okay, if you don't tell me, I won't ask further questions. I believe you have nothing to do with him."
An Ruo couldn't help but smile: "Thank you for understanding me."
"Fool, if I don't understand you, who will." He smiled fondly at her, and An Ruo's heart couldn't help but beat a little.
He is really good to her. She should cherish such a good man.
After things were talked about, the atmosphere between the two became more harmonious and natural. They didn't say anything about what happened last night. Anyway, everything was over and there was nothing to worry about.
Mo Hua turned on the music and slowed down the car. He chatted with An Ruo from time to time, and An Ruo occasionally responded softly while leaning on the back of the car's seat.
The soothing music was completely relaxing, and after a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Mo Hua called her twice, but she didn't hear it.
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During this sleep, An Ruo slept deeply.
When she woke up, she found that she was sleeping in her bedroom. The alarm clock on the bedside showed seven o'clock, and the light outside the window was bright. Had she slept all night?
She remembered falling asleep in Mo Hua's car last night, and she didn't know when she got home.
An Ruo thought for a while, she probably slept too deeply, so she didn't know anything.
After dressing and washing, she walked out of the bedroom. Anji was having breakfast. Seeing her come out, he quickly got up and walked to her and asked her: "Sister, did you sleep well last night?"
His tone was a bit strange, as if he was worried and nervous.
An Ruo nodded strangely: "Very good."
"No dizziness or anything?"
"No. Xiaoji, what happened?" she asked doubtfully.
Seeing that she was in good spirits, Anji breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mo Hua sent you back last night. You fell asleep."
An Ruo smiled: "Well, I guess I'm too tired. I don't know how I got back. I fell asleep just now."
Anji glanced at her and said thoughtfully: "I thought Mo Hua gave you some kind of drug, so you fell asleep so deeply."
"How is that possible?" An Ruo retorted in surprise, "Why do you think that? I was just too tired so I fell asleep. It has nothing to do with Mo Hua."
Anji nodded and agreed with her words: "Maybe I'm too worried."
An Ruo patted him on the shoulder and educated him earnestly: "Xiaoji, I found that you don't like Mo Hua very much. In fact, he is very good."
"What does it have to do with me that he is nice? Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's have breakfast."
