CEO Wants to Marry Me

Seeing He Yuhan lying on the bed and not saying anything, Lang Jiahe's throat moved a few times, but he still didn't make a sound.

Afraid that He Yumiao would run out in the middle of the night, he took a quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the sofa.

His tall body was curled up on the small sofa, and he didn't know why he was doing it until he thought he was going to sleep!

In the middle of the night, Longchamps' stomach suddenly hurt. A spasm of pain spread through his limbs, and Longchamps curled up in pain.

He Yulian had been in a coma for several days, so she was still awake. Plus, Longhorn was still in the room, she had been staring at the ceiling with her eyes half open. Nobody knew what she was thinking about.

But when he was still half asleep, He Yuhan heard a very soft moan coming from the sofa not far away, as if it was trying its best to suppress some pain.

He Yumiao didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Now that she had decided to go back on her own, she didn't want to allow her bottomless sympathy to flood in again.

What did it matter to her what Lang Jiaquan looked like now? Furthermore, with his personality, it was most likely a move that would force him to disarm.

Thinking like this, He Yuhan decided to close her eyes and sleep well, temporarily getting rid of all the noise around her. After all, she still needed to spend some time and effort to figure out how to walk on the road after this.

"Pa!" It sounded like a glass of water falling to the ground. He Yueli was shocked. Did something really happen to Langjia?

However, the grudge she felt towards him from the bottom of her heart still made her feel at ease. In any case, it was already late at night, so sleeping might not be a strange thing.

Gradually, the voice seemed to quiet down. He Yulian let out a light breath and was about to close her eyes to sleep, but immediately after, there was the sound of something falling to the ground. She seemed to hear the sound of Lang Jiahe falling to the ground as well.

Earlier, she had heard it clearly. Even the glass had shattered when it fell to the ground. Now, however … He's not going to get hurt, is he?

Vaguely, she seemed to have heard Chu Ke and Su Ru Xia talk about the matter of Lang Jia He being unconscious. Could it be that his body wasn't fully recovered yet and he wasn't feeling well?

No matter what, he had fainted because of him. Was he really going to let him die without saving him? Even if she met a beggar by the side of the road, she would probably give her only spare money for charity. Just treat it as a show of kindness.

Thinking this way, He Yuhan struggled for a while, but still turned on the light switch with a "pata" sound, put on her coat and walked towards the sofa.

There were glass fragments on the floor, and Longchamps was sitting on the floor with his hands pressed to his stomach. But because his head was buried in his knees, He Yuhan couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Longfellow, are you all right?" He Yulian moved to the side and carefully said, "The floor is covered with glass, be careful of yourself. If you feel that you're really not sleeping well on the sofa, go back to your room."

"I'm fine." After a while, Longchamberlain spat out these words, as if he had used up all his energy, but the weakness in his tone still made He Yulian slightly frown in surprise.

Lan Jiaxi slowly raised his head. His brows were deeply furrowed, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. His face was flushed, and a hint of purple could be seen. The veins on his neck were bulging. He looked to be in extreme pain.

"You're still up so late?" Lang Jiach took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked at He Yuhan with great difficulty, and spat out these words.

"What happened to you?" As He Yulian spoke, she went over to help him up. She told him to sit on the sofa, then prepared to go downstairs to get Chu Ke.

"Where are you going?" When he saw that she was about to leave, he uneasily used his hand to grab her wrist.

"I'll go call Chu Ke over. You don't look too good right now. Let him come up and let you have a look." He Yulian finished her explanation and turned to leave.

Lang Jiaquan still clenched his fists tightly, as if he was venting the pain in his abdomen, but also as if he was afraid that He Yuhan would leave just like that. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly said, "No need, it's just an old stomachache that's happening again. Just give me the medicine and it'll be fine."

"Where's the medicine?" He Yulian turned her head and asked, looking at the painful expression on her face, it would be better if she gave him some medicine first.

"It's in the second drawer of the bed." Longchamps spoke up.

He Yulian walked over and took out the stomach medicine from the drawer. He then took the cup that he was drinking water from and poured a cup of water from the thermos. He walked up to Longfellow and asked, "Do you mind if I drink my cup?"

Longchamps did not speak, but took the cup. He Yulian saw that the hand holding the cup was trembling slightly, afraid that he would pour water over her, so she said, "Let me help you."

As he spoke, He Yuhan took out a few pills and stuffed them into Longchamps' mouth. Then, he slowly moved the blanket to Longchamps' lips and fed it to him. Seeing the residue of the water at the corner of his mouth, He Yueru naturally pulled out a tissue to help him slowly wipe it off.

"How do you feel now?" He Yuhan was tidying up the items on the tea table while she turned to look at Lang Jiaquan and asked.

Lang Jiach stared at He Yuliu without blinking, and the corner of his mouth twitched into a smile. "I feel much better, thank you."

The sudden peaceful way they were getting along made He Yulian feel a bit uncomfortable. She packed up her stuff and stood up immediately, "I'll get Chu Ke to come up and let you have a look, in case there are any side effects."

"Are you worried about me?" Longchamps asked as he looked at He Yueran's back.

He Yulian's footsteps only paused for a moment. It seemed like there was no need to explain, she shook her head and went downstairs.

Downstairs, He Yulian realized that he didn't know which room was real, so he couldn't just knock on the door. Moreover, she didn't want to disturb Su Ru Xia's sleep because of this.

Since she had already taken some medicine, she should be fine. He Yueli thought for a bit before going to the kitchen. Since she was also a bit hungry, she might as well make some midnight snacks.

Longchamps lay on the couch for a long time before the pain in his stomach finally subsided. He Yushi was still willing to come and help him at this time. Did this mean that their relationship still hadn't reached an irreconcilable level?

When he thought about He Yulian's words about being a stranger, he felt a surge of anxiety in his heart. No matter what her purpose was, he definitely wouldn't allow this to happen. Since he had accidentally entered his life, how could he allow her to leave just like that after messing up his heart?

Could it be that he really felt something for her? The moment he thought of such a possibility, he couldn't help but frown. She was just a woman whom he had paid money to contract for the sake of being a scoundrel. How could such a woman have the capital to be worthy of his care?

But if that wasn't the case, why did his heart ache when he saw that she was injured? Why did he feel uneasy when he knew that she was leaving?

Longchamps couldn't help but let out a deep breath. Since when was it hard for him to guess his own thoughts?

About ten minutes later, he saw He Yuhan still hadn't come up. She was just going to call someone. Why did it take so long? Did she take the chance to escape?

Longchamps couldn't tell what he was feeling. He could only think of one thing: he couldn't let her leave. With that thought in mind, he slowly pushed himself up and left the bedroom.

The lights downstairs were not all on, and Longchamps could see only that the kitchen seemed to be lit up. Longchamps' brows loosened up a bit, and he started walking towards the kitchen.

As he got closer, a fragrant smell wafted into his nose. Longchamps felt his stomach, which he had just barely managed to calm down, begin to clamor again.

When he arrived outside the kitchen, he saw He Yulian busy preparing noodles. Hot water had splashed out from the noodles she had placed in the kitchen. He Yuhan couldn't help but cry out in alarm, feeling like her hand had been caught. He Yulian was shocked. When she looked up, she saw that it was Lengjiahe.

"Let me do it." Longchamps snatched the fried eggs and boiled noodles from He Yu-Meng's hands and slowly went down to the pot.

He Yulian's mouth twitched, and she directly walked to the tap to rinse her fingers with cold water. Why did you come down? " He Yulian asked.

"You haven't gone up for so long, I thought you ran away." Longchamps said in an unfriendly tone.

"That's what I thought. It's just that my body isn't fully recovered right now, so I won't be able to get away after running halfway and fainting. " He Yulian depressingly opened her mouth.

Longchamps didn't say anything. He just put all the ingredients into the pot and stirred them slowly with the shovel.

"Bring the bowl over." Longchamps spoke up after a while.

"It's better to cook it a little longer. After all, your stomach just hurt a moment ago. It's too raw and you can't digest it." He Yuhan replied.

"You are quite thoughtful." Lan Jiahh turned to He Yuhan and asked, "Why do you want to cook noodles?"

"It's because I don't know which room Chu Ke is in. I'm afraid that if I casually shout I'll disturb them. "Now that I think about it, since you've already taken the medicine and won't die for now, I might as well get you something to eat first to nourish your stomach." He YuMeng said naturally.

"This one is really quite fragrant." Longchamps said with a smile as he looked at the noodle pot.

"Then?" I created this secret recipe myself. " He Yulian raised her chin and said, "Okay, it's about time. Get out of the wok, or else you'll have to eat the noodles later."

Lan Jiahh scooped a bowl and raised his eyebrows at He Yuhan, "Do you want one as well?"

"Yes." He Yuliu nodded, "I'm a little hungry too."

"You should be careful not to get fat so late." Longchamps spoke without a trace of politeness.

"Thank you for your concern, sir. My figure doesn't have anything to do with you anyway." He Yushi rolled her eyes and replied.

"But it will affect the feeling of your hands." Longchamps answered with mock seriousness.

"It just so happens that you can go find Lan Xuan'er. She's so thin anyway." After He Yulian finished, she turned and left.