So You Don't Hate Me? Really?
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Um… Sheng Yize, I can walk," she reminded him, cheeks flushing.
Sheng Yize turned a deaf ear to her words and carried her out anyway.
The hospital was run by the Sheng Group, which made it possible for Sheng Yize to carry An Xiaxia all the way to his car without any hindrance.
He was going to stuff An Xiaxia into the car right away when she wrapped her arms around his neck involuntarily, fearing that she might bump her head.
Sheng Yize went rigid for two seconds before coming back to himself again. This time, his movements were much gentler.
He put the safety belt on for An Xiaxia, wrapped a blanket tightly around her, then sat down next to her and took out his phone, doing god knew what.
An Xiaxia huddled up timidly in the blanket and would look up every now and then, but dared not disturb Sheng Yize.