“Can you try to fall in love with me?” Xia Yiyi asked back and immediately added half of the sentence: “It’s not true love.”
She knew that Mu Jingchen could not fall in love with her, and everything was for her son Xiaobai.
Mu Jingchen looked at Xia Yiyi and said very seriously: “I will do my best.”
Xia Yiyi was stunned, not expecting Mu Jingchen to answer so sincerely and seriously.
The ward was so quiet that they could only hear each other’s breathing, and they did not hurt each other anymore, nor did they say anything angry.
Mu Jingchen’s confession made Xia Yiyi unable to recover for a long time.
When Xia Yiyi suddenly came back to her senses, she saw Mu Jingchen slowly leaning over, subconsciously hid back. Mu Jingchen kept approaching, and Xia Yiyi, who was supporting the hospital bed, could not hide. Her arms were too sore and she accidentally fell on the bed. Mu Jingchen leaned over and approached her lips, but did not kiss her.
“I will try my best to fall in love with you, and you must work hard too.” His cold tone was a little gentle, and he said gently kissed Xia Yiyi’s lips.
“Are you sick?” Xia Yiyi asked.
His appearance made her very uncomfortable.
He hated her in the past. Even if her fiancée was not killed by her, she shouldn’t have ruined his marriage with his fiancée.
Mu Jingchen let him go and went to the ground coldly, “I’m not sick.”
Xia Yiyi felt that he seemed a little angry, “I really don’t adapt to your changes like this.”
“Then try to adapt.”
“But you used to hate me so much.”
“The past is the past, the present is the present, I don’t hate you as much as you imagined.” Mu Jingchen interrupted coldly, and turned his face awkwardly, “Anyway, you should take good care of your illness and wait to be discharged from the hospital to be my bride.”