The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

After saying this, there was silence in the ward.

Gu Weimian's pupils shrank slightly and his smile gradually disappeared.

Huo Yan's face was even colder.

"Won't you shut up?"

Ning Yuetong covered her mouth, "Yes, I'm sorry... It's just that since Wu Mian came to Yanjing, you guys haven't seen each other much. There are rumors outside that you two are going to get engaged... We Mian hates being poor and loves being rich... …”

She did it on purpose.

Has Gu Weimian forgotten how he was disliked by Huo Yan?

She came to help Gu Weimian remember!

She doesn't feel well, so don't let anyone think about it.

Huo Yan frowned, "Whether we get married or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

His voice could be described as cold,

"Anyway, we won't invite you to our wedding, let alone the ring..." The man looked serious, "I won't give you any wedding candy, so don't think too much.

Gu Weimian was startled and laughed out loud.

The moment she laughed out loud, she quickly turned her head away.

I don’t know what happened…I couldn’t hold it back for a while.

Mainly because in her impression, Huo Yan has always been a super devil.

It was inexplicably funny to hear Huo Yan say seriously that he would not give you even one wedding candy.

Feeling Ning Yuetong's dagger-like eyes, Gu Weimian's face tightened.

She also felt that she had gone too far...

Ning Yuetong clenched her teeth and suddenly rushed forward, but was held back by Lin Zhiyun.

This time, before she could speak again, Lin Zhiyun had already dragged her out of the room.

"Bang" sound.

The door to the ward closed.

The whole room returned to its previous purity.

Gu Weimian sat on the bed and smiled for a while, but the expression on his face slowly faded.

Ning Yuetong is ridiculous...

She wasn't much better.

She pulled her feet away from the man's hand and placed them on the ground.

"Lie down a little longer and you'll be able to eat soon."

In his ears was Huo Yan's gentle voice.

"No need." Gu Weimian smiled and shook his head.

She hesitated for a moment, "I have something to tell you."

At this moment, Lin Zhiyun opened the door again and came in. In his hand was a complete set of lunch boxes.

He smiled happily and quickly came up to take the lunch box in his hand.

Then the dining table on the hospital bed was put up.

"Shall we eat? The master chef of Fumanlou made it, and the master master's master also helped. Try it, you will definitely like it."

Today he walked with his whole body floating, and when he spoke, the pair of pear dimples at the corners of his mouth were looming.

Each character is like a jumping note.

I wish I could sing a song on the spot: We people, we are so happy today!

The lunch boxes were put away and no one said anything.

He glanced at Huo Yan and Gu Weimian strangely.

Huo Yan glanced at him lightly.

His expression was cold and tense.

Lin Zhiyun glanced at the two of them strangely.

What's going on here?

What else did he want to say, but under Huo Yan's high pressure, he could only push out of the room hesitantly.

After closing the door, I still felt a little worried.

In the ward.

Gu Weimian was still thinking about what she was going to say.

A mouthful of warm fresh vegetable porridge was put to her mouth.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Huo Yan.

The two looked at each other.

Gu Weimian's lips tightened slightly and she turned her face slightly.

In my ears, there was a sigh from Huo Yan,

"not hungry?"

The man pushed the wheelchair and followed Gu Weimian in one direction, turning in front of her.