No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 91: Hospital
Hannah’s behavior was aloof and her words were hard to determine as true or false.
Fortunately, everyone seemed to not dwell on this matter.
Someone asked if Hannah would visit Louis Snyder in the hospital.
The hand she was using to dress herself paused for a moment, her slender onion-like fingers gently stroked the wrinkles in her clothing. She smiled playfully, "Of course, the camera won’t be off. Everyone is welcome to watch the live feed. Believe me, I will surely not disappoint."
The improvised cheer from the live stream viewers doubled the number, climbing to a hundred-thousand level.
The sudden surge in viewers caught the attention of the operators of the Starlive streaming platform. Although Hannah’s previous streams weren’t that popular, they still gave her a modest recommendation.
Whether it explodes in popularity is up to the host herself.
The moment everyone has been waiting for, the prelude to the ten thousand flames, is finally about to arrive.
Just as Hannah was about to leave, an inconspicuous bullet comment slid slowly across the screen.
Melon-Eater: Looking at the plot update, it seems that the female lead is also in the hospital?
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Hospital.
A girl in a white dress sits by the bed, her hair is down, a silver moon hairpin in her hair. The sunshine outside the window fills the room and settles on her shoulder. She has a gentle smile on her face as she gazes at the person on the bed, her eyes exceptionally soft.
Louis Snyder blushes but doesn’t dare to avert his gaze. His eyes greedily land on the girl, filled with affection, "Miss Lynch, you don’t really have to come."
Tiffany Lynch giggles, "Are you still calling me Miss Lynch, Louis?"
The young boy on the bed has a pale face, his eyes are clean and innocent, his lips are very light, and his temperament is green and harmless, easily arousing the protective instincts of others.
Before long, several nurses and patients couldn’t help but peek at them from outside the ward. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
At this moment, the young man’s eyes widened slightly, appearing a bit stunned. He looks at the girl in front of him, his voice softening considerably, "You... you mean, I can call you..."
Clamping his lips tightly, his face flushed, he bashfully averts his gaze before stealing a glance at the girl out of the corner of his eye, his entire demeanor exuding both shyness and the pulsations of a young boy.
"You can call me Tiffany." The girl couldn’t help but chuckle, reaching out to straighten the covers tucked around the young man on the bed. The sight of his bashful demeanor made her feelings for him multiply.
"Ti... Tiffany."
He looked at her, his eyes soft and affectionate, as though she was the only light in his life, yearning to be close to her yet fear of being left alone.
He wished he could hold the person in front of him tightly in his arms, but kept reminding himself in his heart.
He can’t.
At least not for now.
For Tiffany, he has plenty of patience.
He slowly muttered the name buried deep in his heart, using all his tender feelings.
The girl just smiles as always, so gentle and tender that people can’t help wanting to be close to her. She says, "Everyone around me calls me that, you don’t need to be so formal with me. After all, I am the one who gave you a birthday present."
The girl’s voice is filled with laughter, which feels like a warm spring breeze caressing one’s heart when heard for the first time, carrying a perfect touch of warmth.
However, upon hearing this, Louis Snyder visibly stiffened.
The smile on his face instantly sank, and he clutched the bedsheet beneath the thin quilt tightly.
Yes.
How could he forget?
Considering how kind Tiffany is, there must be many people around her who like her, just like that George River.
