The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 745 - 211: Are You Tired of Ning Yan’er?

The doctor, upon hearing Ning Wan’s words, immediately showed an awkward expression on his face, unsure whether or not to believe what Ning Wan was saying. However, on second thought, considering Xi Mohan had been staying in the hospital to the point of relocating his work to the ward these past few days, it was unlikely for him to have strayed far.

Moreover, Miss Ning was admitted to the hospital due to a car accident resulting in a miscarriage, and the surgery was performed by him. He inevitably knew more than the average person did.

Seeing the way Xi President treated Miss Ning now, although Xi President had a fiancée, it was not hard to see that Xi President did have affections for Second Lady Ning.

The doctor didn’t say much else. He didn’t dare to indulge in gossip about Xi President, and after reminding the nursing aide of some things to pay attention to for Ning Wan, he left the ward.

In the ward, only Ning Wan and the nursing aide remained. Looking at the heavy rain pouring outside, wanting to step out for some fresh air was impossible, since Xi Mohan had been here all day, making her feel extremely suffocated.

Damn, what does this man really want to do?

"Miss Ning, it’s time for lunch. I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare some food and bring it back for you," said the nursing aide, glancing at the time which showed it was already half-past twelve. Right on time for lunch. Thanks to Xi Mohan, Ning Wan could have special meals prepared for her in the hospital’s kitchen for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

The nursing aide was specifically arranged by Xi Mohan, a good cook whose food Ning Wan liked to eat, so there was no need for the person Lu Jingchen had arranged, leaving only this one.

Perhaps it was because Ning Wan had a pleasant disposition and was easy to talk to and get along with, the nursing aide had a favorable impression of Ning Wan, always speaking with a smile. Occasionally, Ning Wan would also ask her about some recent events in An City.

Ning Wan expressed that she really had no choice but to trouble the nursing aide, for since she was admitted, Xi Mohan had confiscated her mobile phone and didn’t allow her to access the internet. Aside from eating and sleeping every day, she could only stare out the window in a daze or read books.

And nonetheless, Xi Mohan also refused to allow her to read romance novels but instead made her read books like ’How to Be More Elegant’ and ’How to Cultivate Oneself,’ or brought her poetry collections to read, which nearly drove her to the point of throwing all of those books at him.

Just yesterday, she blurted out in frustration, "If you’re so capable, why don’t you bring me ’The Encyclopedia of Why’ or ’Three Hundred Tang Poems’ to read."

Consequently, that afternoon Xi Mohan actually brought over ’The Encyclopedia of Why’ and ’Three Hundred Tang Poems’.

Ning Wan detested Xi Mohan’s impervious demeanor and wished she could tear off the mask on his face just to see what lay beneath it.

Upon hearing the nursing aide, Ning Wan nodded, then spoke again, "Today I feel like having some carrot soup. If there are carrots, could you make some for me?"

"Sure, Miss Ning. I’ll go to the kitchen and prepare your lunch first. If you need anything, just call me," the nursing aide said with a smile, advising her.

Ning Wan nodded, and the nursing aide promptly left the room.

...

Meanwhile, Xi Mohan took his mobile phone and walked to the end of the corridor before sliding to answer the call and putting the phone to his ear.

The sound of falling rain came through the phone, and he glanced at the heavy downpour outside before lightly greeting the caller.

On the other end of the line, Lu Jingchen’s complexion looked quite bad as he addressed Xi Mohan, "I need to borrow some of your men."

Xi Mohan’s eyebrows slightly raised, surprised by Lu Jingchen’s request, but he remained composed, responding directly, "What do you need my men for?"

"Chu Munan has come to An City," Lu Jingchen said, feeling a headache coming on as he rubbed his temples, his eyes still holding a cold edge.

"What Chu Munan does in the country is none of your business. As long as you don’t pick a fight, he naturally won’t trouble you either. Are you borrowing my men to fight him?"

"He’s currently in my villa, and my wife along with Yu Xia are in his hands."

Xi Mohan paused, not expecting this turn of events, and after a moment of silence, he finally said, "Okay, wait a moment. I’ll bring men over right now."

"Alright, thank you."

When Xi Mohan entered the hospital room, the woman lying on the bed had already sat up, casually flipping through a book in her hand as if she was really bored and didn’t know what else to do.

Upon hearing the door open, she lifted her head and gave him a faint glance, then lowered her gaze and continued flipping through the book in her hands.

Xi Mohan looked at that delicate face, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and ultimately, he couldn’t resist. He strode over to the side of the bed in two steps and suddenly grasped the woman’s chin with his slender fingers. His thin lips covered hers before she could fully react, instantly sealing her mouth.

Song Qiao’s eyes widened, filled with a sense of shock; she had no idea why this man would suddenly go mad and kiss her without any reason. Although he had been in the hospital room with her all this time, he had never acted like he was kissing her, let alone do anything excessive.

This sudden incident almost scared her stiff. By the time she reacted and raised her hand to push him away, her hand had not yet touched the man’s chest when Xi Mohan had already let her go and stood up.

Her lips felt somewhat swollen, and Ning Wan glared at the man standing there, grating her teeth, "Xi Mohan, are you sick? Who gave you permission to kiss me like that?"

"You already called it a forced kiss, naturally, no one allowed it." Xi Mohan lowered his gaze to look at her lips which had turned a bit swollen from his kiss. His low voice emanated from his throat, "Stay in the hospital room obediently, I have to step out for a bit."

With that, he turned and walked to his own sofa, closed his laptop, and tidied up the documents on the table.

Ning Wan watched Xi Mohan in silence for a while, then her pale lips parted faintly, "Xi Mohan, have you tired of Ning Yan’er and now you’ve changed your target to me, planning to not let go of me?"

Xi Mohan picked up his coat from the sofa, turned around, and his deep eyes directly reflected the woman lying on the bed who was no longer as pale. Due to the stuffy weather, he had undone the top button of his shirt, revealing an attractive collarbone. He looked somewhat lean, but his muscles were evenly distributed.

His thin lips slightly curled up, the look in his eyes seemed to carry a hint of a smile. The expression on his face was ambiguously teasing as he looked at her and spoke lightly, "Ning Wan, whether I fancy you or not, you’ve always been able to tell, haven’t you?"

Ning Wan couldn’t help but frown, her tone already a little cold, "I don’t quite understand what you’re implying, Xi Mohan. You used to dislike me so much that you wanted to torment me into disability, but now your attitude has changed. I’ve been unable to figure out why you hated me so much..."

"I never hated you." Xi Mohan glanced at her indifferently. His phone rang again in his hand. After he checked the caller ID, he raised his head to look at Ning Wan and spoke softly, "If you want to know anything, you can ask me when I get back. I have something urgent right now and must leave. Stay here obediently in the hospital, don’t go anywhere. If there’s anything, call me."

Saying so, the man took his coat and walked towards the door, his steps seeming a bit rushed as if he was pressed for time.

Ning Wan sat on the hospital bed watching the man opening the door and walking out, then casually closing the door behind him, his figure completely vanishing from sight. Her pink lips pressed tightly together, her expression turning cold all at once.

Thinking of how she was just forcibly kissed by that man made her feel uncomfortable all over. She pulled out several tissues from the bedside and fiercely wiped her kissed lips, only stopping when it started to feel painful and dropping the tissues from her hand.

Looking out at the rainy weather, Ning Wan felt extremely irritated but without a phone in her hand, she couldn’t even make a call if she wanted to.

...

Inside the villa, a big table of dishes was already prepared, the whole house filled with the aroma of food.

Both Song Qiao and Ning Wan had eventually not suffered any mistreatment and naturally sat at the dining table with those people. However, looking at the full spread of dishes, Song Qiao had no appetite. After a few bites, she stopped eating and instead looked at the man sitting across from her, "What exactly do you want by detaining us like this? When will you let us go?"

The man who should have been resting after having his bullet removed was now sitting opposite Song Qiao, elegantly picking up food, chewing carefully. When he heard her question, he lifted his eyes indifferently and slight curved his lips, "Mrs. Lu, don’t we have a saying in China that is quite accurate? Don’t talk while eating and don’t speak while lying down. It’s the time for eating now, so you should eat quietly at the table."

His words were so smooth that no one could doubt that he was raised in China. His handsome face seemed almost mixed-race, with his deep black eyes, fair skin, black hair, and thin lips.

Song Qiao put down her chopsticks. Besides a sip of soup she had earlier, she hadn’t eaten anything else. Her gaze rested on Chu Munan, and she half-smiled coldly, "Have you considered how I, as the female host of the villa, feel about being detained by you all when you say these words?"

These people were frankly comparable to bandits. Not only had they entered her home, but they also prohibited her from going anywhere except staying in the living room.

Chu Munan picked up another bite of food, putting it in his mouth without saying a word.

Song Qiao suddenly became angry. She stood up and looked coldly at Chu Munan, "What in the world do you want?"