To avoid harassment from my brother-in-law, I got married to a wealthy man

Meng Xue shook her head. "I don't know. He said he went to the wrong ward, but I felt that the way he looked at me was a little strange. Does the young master know him?"

"Yes, Jiang Buhui, the chairman of Jiang Corporation, his son is Jiang Yizhou."

When Shen Mo said this, Meng Xue immediately remembered, "So he is Miss Zhuang Yi's future father-in-law?"

"Yeah." Shen Mo nodded.

Meng Xue looked towards the elevator again.

"Let's eat first. You and the child must be hungry." Shen Mo remained calm and secretly kept Jiang Buhui's matter in mind.

When Jiang Buhui was leaving, his whole body was very stiff. This was not right.

"Master, you have worked hard to bring food to us. If Chenchen asks for something like this again in the future, you must not agree to it. You can't spoil him like this."

Shen Mo casually said "It's okay" and held Chenchen on his lap. His voice unconsciously became much gentler. "Chenchen, come here, it's time to eat."

Meng Xue quickly reached out her hand, "Don't bother the eldest master, Chenchen can eat by himself, I will accompany him."

"I know, I didn't want to feed him, I just wanted to hug Chenchen." Shen Mo's tone was indifferent, but there was a firmness that could not be questioned.

He likes Chenchen, is willing to be close to this child, and feels sorry for this child, so he always can't help but show his gentle side.

In the past, Shen Mo never thought that he would be a gentle father, but now he seems to have found his confidence. If he had such a son, he would definitely be like he is now.

Meng Xue opened her mouth, her heart stagnated slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness gradually spread.

His behavior will make her have unnecessary expectations.

Chenchen likes Dad Shen very much and is very well behaved in his arms. Although Chenchen has been in poor health since childhood, he is very good at hands-on work and eats very cleanly without getting food dirty. He also knows to eat porridge with a spoon in one hand and hold a tissue under his chin in the other hand to catch the food so that it won't get on his clothes.

Shen Mo doesn't need to take care of Chenchen, so when he has free time, he thinks of Jiang Buhui again.

The man's appearance in Meng Xue's ward was really abrupt, and it was obviously inappropriate for a man to look at a single mother like that.

But Jiang Buhui's character is obvious to everyone. He is not an old pervert with ulterior motives, so it is impossible that he has fallen in love with Meng Xue.

So……

Shen Mo's heart was shocked. Could it be related to Meng Xue? !

Thinking of this, he had a bold guess in his mind, could it be...

Shen Mo had a plan in mind.

After dinner, Meng Xue sat quietly by the bed peeling an apple. She could vaguely see Shen Mo looking at her, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Especially when Shen Mo suddenly stretched out his hand, Meng Xue was startled and her hand trembled. The sharp fruit knife directly cut her thumb. She subconsciously cried out: "Ah..."

silence:"……"

he did not do it on purpose.

He just wanted to take a strand of her hair, but that was fine. Hair would be troublesome if it didn't have follicles, but there was no need to worry about blood.

Shen Mo quickly put Chen Chen down, took out a cotton swab, pinched Meng Xue's thumb and carefully absorbed the small bright red blood beads on it, and pinched it to make the bleeding faster.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Mo asked.

Meng Xue was completely dumbfounded at this moment, her mind was blank, only her heart was pounding.

"Meng Xue?" Shen Mo didn't get a response. He was originally collecting blood samples with a tissue, but now he looked up at her.

Meng Xue met his gaze unexpectedly. Her heart, which was already beating so fast that it was about to fly away, suddenly skipped two beats. She immediately pressed her chest.

"Answer me, does it hurt? Do I need me to take you to see a doctor?" Shen Mo emphasized his tone. Did he hurt her?

Meng Xue finally came to her senses and quickly shook her head, "Master, it's okay, it's just a small wound."

"I think the cut is pretty deep." After all, it was his responsibility, and he scared her by suddenly reaching out his hand.

Meng Xue stammered, "It's really okay, Master, you... you let go."

"Okay." Shen Mo's voice was slightly hoarse, and she seemed to blush. Was he too abrupt?

That’s right, it is indeed inappropriate to touch a girl’s hand casually.

Meng Xue was so nervous that her whole body was stiff. She quickly stood up and went to the bathroom to rinse her hands.

The person in the mirror had flushed cheeks, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her eyes were filled with emotions that were completely unfamiliar to her.

What did Shen Mo mean just now? Why did he reach out to touch her face? And he was so nervous when she cut her finger.

He...does he like her a little bit? Otherwise, why would he come to the hospital to accompany Chenchen?

The young master has always been efficient in his work and will not waste time on these meaningless things.

that……

Meng Xue came here to sort out her feelings, but the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and her heart was still beating wildly.

Meng Xue, calm down! Calm down now.

Outside, Shen Mo put the bloody cotton swab in a clean ziplock bag.

When Meng Xue came out after she had completely calmed down, he asked in a deep voice, "Did you bleed a lot?"

Meng Xue was embarrassed, "No, I washed my face."

"Yeah." Shen Mo agreed, as if nothing had happened before, and concentrated on playing flying chess with Chenchen.

It was a pretty childish little game. Even Meng Xue herself didn't like playing it very much, but Shen Mo was very patient.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his long legs crossed, his right arm resting on the bed, and he tilted his body every time he rolled the dice.

His action was really lazy, and that sense of relaxation made one's heart beat faster.

Meng Xue couldn't help but think that Shen Mo was really patient with Chen Chen. If...she meant if, how great would it be if he was Chen Chen's biological father?

Then that night would not have been so painful, and Chenchen could have been saved.

Unfortunately, everything was just her fantasy.

It can't be his.

**

Jiang Buhui hurried back to the ward, and her cell phone was still ringing.

Jiang's mother hung up the phone when she saw him come in, and asked irritably, "Where have you been? I called you so many times, why didn't you answer?"

Jiang Buhui sighed, "I'm about to come back, do I still need to answer the phone?"

"Yes! What if something happened to me? Jiang Buhui, tell me, did you know that I was dying and had a fatal disease, so you started looking for another employer?" Jiang's mother asked harshly.

She has asked the nurse that she has a tumor on her heart, which is very likely to be malignant!

If it is malignant, it would be tantamount to a death sentence for her. Even if the operation is successful, she will still face the pain of fighting cancer.

And if something goes wrong during the operation, she may not even be able to get off the operating table and may die during the operation.

Jiang's mother was afraid, so she needed someone to support her all the time.

She thought that both her son and her father must be very upset and miserable, but her son and her husband were not there and didn't care about her life or death at all.

Jiang Buhui frowned irritably when he heard Ling Peipei's words, and his tone became bad, "What nonsense are you talking about all day? When have I ever looked for other women in my life?"

"Humph, where's your Jingjing?! Jiang Buhui, do you think I've forgotten the dirty things you did with Tan Jing?"

Liang Peipei gritted her teeth, her bloodshot eyes filled with deep hatred. Even though Tan Jing was dead, even though Tan Jing and the child were dead, even though twenty-six years had passed, she still couldn't calm the anger in her heart!