Chief Assistant's Fugitive Wife

Chapter 116
The serious thing Tang Miaoyan wanted to say ended at the moment when Su Yuheng grabbed her wrist and raised it.

"..."

At this moment, even through the protective shield, Tang Miaoyan could see the anger that was about to burn her up in Su Yuheng's bewitching black pupils.

She looked up into his eyes, clearly close at hand, but seemed to be separated by the ends of the earth.

Obviously this person was holding her hand by her side, and there was only a thin layer of plastic gloves between their skins, but it made her so tired that she was as far away as thousands of rivers and mountains.

What should she say to him?

Said that the red thread that belongs to you has been held in my hand, and my task is to give your red thread to another woman?
Or tell him directly that I am here to do the task, to finish the cowhide I bragged at the beginning, and then I will leave?

"... Let's drink the soup while it's hot."

Su Yuheng was clearly out of anger, but in the end he gently opened her wrist, as if nothing had happened, and continued to serve her soup as if nothing had happened.

When the building was about to collapse, how could he care about this with her?

There is nothing to replenish her body now, and it is more important to tide over the difficulties together.

It's not too late to correct other things in the future!

Naturally, Tang Miaoyan couldn't say anything more, she rubbed her wrist that was hurt by him, sat down on the chair obediently, took off her mask, picked up a small warm bowl and smelled the fragrant black chicken soup.

"Gu Cheng's cooking skills are getting better and better."

She praised sincerely, then bowed her head and drank the soup.

Su Yuheng was leaning against her table, looking down at her drinking from a close distance.

When she put down the empty bowl, through plastic disposable gloves, she touched the deep red marks on her cheeks drawn by the mask.

"Why is it so hard? Can't sleep, can't you breathe normally? Look at you, your skin is worn out."

He didn't say it, she didn't feel it yet.

Now being touched by him, the stinging feeling became more and more obvious.

She dodged his hand subconsciously, covered her cheeks with her hands and didn't allow him to look again.

"Since it's worn out, you must have acne. Turn your eyes away, and I'll put on the mask after drinking another bowl."

The air in the mask does not circulate, and breathing will bring out a lot of water.

Moisture increases the proliferation of bacteria, which will naturally cause acne breakouts on the skin.

How could Su Yuheng let her go?
It was not easy to meet.

It's too late to look at it a few more times, and I can't even bear to get angry.

Of course he couldn't obediently turn his eyes away.

"Since you care so much about your appearance, how dare you come to the epidemic area? As a doctor, you should know better than anyone else why smallpox got its name."

He twirled a strand of hair by her ear and played with it in his hands, asking out the biggest worry in his heart.

Tang Miaoyan tilted her head, avoided his harassment, looked up at his proud and curious black pupils, and answered seriously:

"Everything has a ranking order for everyone. If you have to choose one of the two, naturally you have to do the thing you care about the most. But if I choose one, it doesn't mean that the second will disappear."

No woman cares about her looks.

But if one has to compare with the ideal, Tang Miaoyan will definitely choose to save people.

However, Su Yuheng heard a different taste in this sentence.

"Then can I understand it this way? Although you keep recommending Hua Fangfei to me, it doesn't mean that you don't have me in your heart?"

He twisted a strand of her black hair again, and asked questions provocatively.

"...are we talking about the same thing?"

Even if Tang Miaoyan was killed, it was impossible for Tang Miaoyan to admit his words.

She doesn't have Su Yuheng in her heart!
Not before, not now, and never will be.

"You said everything yourself. Why can't I understand it this way? Tang Miaoyan, no matter how duplicity you say, no matter how tough you are, your eyes and body reactions can't deceive anyone. I don't believe it. You have no feelings for me at all. Otherwise that day..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Miaoyan jumped up blushing.

Not even caring about the pain of pulling the hair in his palm, he interrupted him loudly:
"I didn't respond to you! I didn't feel it, not at all."

The man's handsome brows and eyes were blank, his right hand was still wrapped around her hair, and his white gloved index finger was still stretched out in front of him.

Seeing her retort so excitedly, three seconds later.

He withdrew his hand, pursed his thin lips that were as red as March cherries, and smiled ambiguously and wickedly.

"I originally wanted to say, otherwise you wouldn't have taken such a big risk and devised such a complicated plan to save me that day. It was you who wanted to talk about that kiss that day! But you don't know what it means to hide your anger? If you don't understand, why don't I take a picture of yourself with a bronze mirror?"

Tang Miaoyan's breath was choked in her throat, her pretty face was red like fire.

No!

She absolutely cannot let Su Yuheng always have the upper hand.

"I'm not as good as you said! I'm angry because I misunderstood you and wronged me! If you don't believe me, I'll just find a woman to come over and kiss you, let me see if you feel it?"

"But I'm not some random man, I'm your husband!"

Su Yuheng suppressed the smile in his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the little woman who was stepping back and wanted to stay away, into his arms.

"Is it really that difficult to admit that you have me in your heart? I know that I was not good in the past, I hurt you, and I didn't protect your sincerity. You can't give me a chance to look back Have a look at my sincerity?"

His tone was soft and weak, as if he was sending the softest part of his heart to her without any protection.

Whether she wants to hold it in the palm of her hand and take care of it carefully, or throw it away and trample on the ground.

follow her.

"I……"

Tang Miaoyan was hesitant and a little speechless.

What kind of man is Su Yuheng's favorite man, she knows better than anyone else after reading the whole book.

But it was such a proud and noble man who was waiting for her to admit a trivial sentence in a sad tone at this moment.

Perhaps Hua Fangfei was right.

It was she who turned the most talented and high-spirited number one scholar into the cautious and resentful woman she is today.

By Su Yuheng's side, what she brought to him was definitely not a good change.

"To miss is to miss! Su Yuheng, I don't want to love you anymore."

She pushed away his embrace, eyes full of resentment and coldness.

"I went to save you, and I even felt it, that's because the friendship between you and me is not comparable to that of ordinary husband and wife. We grew up under the same roof, and I have been guarding your flight. It can be changed. In the hearts of others, you are the number one scholar who has achieved great success."

"But in my heart, you will always be the family member who needs my best protection. Even if I don't love you anymore, even if I keep saying that I won't pay for you anymore. But protecting you and loving you has become a habit. You Do you understand? Su Yuheng, I don't love you at all!"

(End of this chapter)