We're Not Suited for Each Other

Bearing with the pain, Xiang Haoyu did not go to the hospital first. Instead, he went to the Xiang Group.

Because he knew that if he went to the hospital now, even if Xiang Shen regained consciousness, he would probably pass out again from anger when he saw him!

When he returned to the company, he immediately called for a meeting to deal with the public relations. He sent out an apology letter to Mo Hanchen and the Moyun Group.

Using self-effacing words and a sincere attitude, he confessed to his bad behavior and deeply apologized for the negative impact his actions had had on the Moyun Group and the general public.

After that, another draft was sent to all the major websites.

He was confessing to Meng Yue!

In the article, he began to repent for his indifference to her over the past three years. He apologized for his father's bad behavior that day and was full of expectations for his future with Meng Yue. He even mentioned that he planned to have a child by the end of the year.

Mo Hanchen received a call from Mo Yu on his way to the hospital.

"Master, Xiang Haoyu has started his public relations!"

Mo Hanchen frowned because he did not hear the worry in Mo Yu''s tone. Instead, he heard a teasing tone.

"Mo Yu, are you itching for a beating?"

Mo Yu held back his smile. "No, I'm very busy!

"I'm working overtime!"

Mo Hanchen's face turned gloomy. "I can make you suffer even more!"

Mo Yu instantly sobered up, "Touchy!

"Thank you for your hard work, boss! I wish for you to be able to have and hold a beautiful woman soon!"

Without waiting for Mo Hanchen's reply, he disconnected the call for the first time.

Not long after, Mo Hanchen received a link to the news about Xiang Haoyu from Mo Yu.

Mo Hanchen laughed coldly as he looked at Xiang Haoyu's public relations conduct. He did not comment on it!

Whether the public relations was good or not, it still depended on whether the public could accept it!

See if everyone would buy his words!

However, when he saw Xiang Haoyu's bold and confident declaration that he wanted to have a child with Meng Yue, his face turned surly.

He even wanted to have children with her?

Xiang Haoyu, you're really overthinking it!

Her child could only have the surname Mo!

Mo Hanchen arrived at the hospital forty minutes later.

Wang Ming was waiting for him at the hospital entrance.

"Master!"

Mo Hanchen walked in anxiously. "Is she better?"

Wang Ming respectfully reported, "She fainted from excessive blood loss, and her wound is inflamed, causing a high fever. She's on an IV drip now!"

When Mo Hanchen arrived at the infusion area, he saw Meng Yue sleeping with her head tilted to one side, the drip still in her hand.

His heart ached when he saw her haggard and flushed face.

"Get a ward!"

"Yes!"

Wang Ming responded and immediately went to handle the procedures.

Five minutes later, Mo Hanchen came to the VIP Ward with Meng Yue in his arms. Wang Ming brought an infusion bag.

Meng Yue drifted in and out of an uneasy sleep.

Mo Hanchen took care of her the entire time and did not leave her side.

Half an hour later, Meng Yue's fever finally subsided and she woke up.

Looking at the unfamiliar ward and smelling the disinfectant, Meng Yue took some time to react.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Mo Hanchen again.

In the afternoon, she was awoken by the pain!

When she sat up and saw the wounds on her body, all her memories came flooding back.

Her face instantly turned red!

She was even more flustered than the time she lost her virginity. Thus, all she could think of was to escape, and to run as far as she could.

She didn't want to see him now, or rather, she was afraid to see him!

Memories of what had happened made her feel uncomfortable all over — of her in the bathtub, pouncing on him and begging him to help her, of her crying that the pain was unbearable...

She had to admit that because the person in front of her was Mo Hanchen, she had let herself go a lot.

Now that he was before her again when she opened her eyes, she felt inexplicably emotional.

How could the Xiang family treat her like that? They actually used their daughter-in-law in exchange for benefits to the company!

But this time, she had taken the initiative to beg him, but he had not even touched her!

The feeling of being cherished filled her heart to the brim.

Mo Hanchen looked at her troubled eyes and red face that was still warm from the high fever. He gently stroked her head.

He smirked and looked at her teasingly.

"Don't let your thoughts run wild. I've forgotten what happened in the bathtub!"

Initially, he had wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but at this moment, only the two of them were in the ward. He was afraid that she would feel awkward if they stared at each other.

However, at his reminder, Meng Yue felt even more embarrassed!

She frowned.

What happened in the bathtub?

She cursed inwardly, "Mo Hanchen, why can't you be nice instead of acting like an animal?"

He had deliberately said this, obviously because he remembered it very clearly!

Perhaps, when he had been consoling her, he was also recalling the shameless words she had said to him!

Meng Yue pulled the blanket covering her and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to hear you speak!"

Mo Hanchen chuckled and brought the glass of water to her lips.

"Drink some water!"

Meng Yue tilted her head, refusing his offer.

Mo Hanchen laughed. "Do as I say; you'll be the one with a sore throat later!"

Meng Yue's head remained tilted. She didn't want to accept it before, but now she was too embarrassed to accept it.

Mo Hanchen held her face. "Come on!"

Meng Yue's heart pounded as she looked at the man's gentle yet strong eyes.

Who was he trying to coax?

His daughter?

While Meng Yue was still in a daze, Mo Hanchen had already brought the glass to her lips.

"If you don't drink it, I might change the way I feed you!"

Meng Yue was at a loss for words.

Who hadn't read novels before?

Wasn't it doing it mouth-to-mouth!

She knew it very well, alright?

She glanced at him gloomily. "Shameless!"

Mo Hanchen's eyes lit up and he teased her. "Did you guess the method I meant?"

Meng Yue's face reddened and she kept silent.

Mo Hanchen laughed. "I meant that I'll find you a straw!

"What are you thinking?"

Meng Yue started coughing.

She had choked on her own saliva!

After that, under Mo Hanchen's teasing gaze, she snatched the cup away!

She held it and slowly drank from it!

She was indeed thirsty!

Mo Hanchen looked at her obedient face and smiled. "Good!"

Meng Yue choked again!

Mo Hanchen pulled out a tissue and wiped the water from her lips. "You can't take it anymore?

"I haven't even used new words like baby, sweetheart, 'mwah mwah', my dear!"

His eyes shone with laughter, and Meng Yue's heart fluttered as she looked at him.

She looked away!

Unable to continue looking!

They fell silent, and the atmosphere was surprisingly good.

However, she still felt a lingering fear when she thought of what had happened yesterday!

"Thank you for yesterday!"

Mo Hanchen replied, "You don't need to thank me. I did it for myself!"

Meng Yue looked at him without saying anything.

"Meng Yue, I don't need to remind you again and again, do I?" Mo Hanchen asked.

Meng Yue was speechless.

She did not dare to reply, for fear that Mo Hanchen would say something shocking from out of left field.

However, even if she didn't want to hear it, he still said it!

"My target is you!"

Meng Yue's heart fluttered again, and she lowered her eyes.

In contrast to his overbearing and domineering attitude, she suddenly felt inferior.

"We're not suited for each other!"

Mo Hanchen's eyes turned icy. "What do you mean by not suited?

"Or should I have thrown caution to the wind and done everything I could have done to you yesterday?"

Meng Yue looked at him, flabbergasted.

Her heart softened when she saw him tensed up.

This bad man!

He was reminding her of how unbearable she had been yesterday.

Meng Yue met his eyes. "You know what I'm talking about!"

She had to remind him that they were not suited due to her current status.

Mo Hanchen's tone was overbearing and left no room for negotiation.

"I don't!"

They were in a deadlock once more.

The atmosphere was strange and silent.

If Mo Hanchen did not speak, Meng Yue would not speak either.

She lowered her eyes and looked out of the window with the cup in her hands, as if what had happened earlier had no effect on her.