Chapter 679: 0669 Are you going to eat by yourself, or do you want me to feed you? Chapter 679: 0669 Are you going to eat by yourself, or do you want me to feed you? “Director Wen, can you recall if there has been a similar situation around Miss Ling today…”

Upon hearing this, Wen Jichen’s body trembled violently, and he could even hear his own heart thumping heavily. His originally sharp and cold eyes suddenly relaxed.

He lifted his gaze to the woman still fallen into a deep sleep on the hospital bed, remembered her extreme behavior and her rejection of his touch, and suddenly, his calm eyes trembled heavily.

His breathing became suffocating, as if something was pressing against his chest.

The doctor, looking at Wen Jichen who remained silent, had a face increasingly filled with fear and trepidation.

“Director Wen…”

“Get out!”

Wen Jichen suddenly roared in a low voice.

“Yes… Yes!”

Upon hearing the command, the doctor quickly turned and ran out of the ward.

Xiao Yan, who was accustomed to seeing Director Wen who never showed his emotions and treated everyone and everything with indifferent composure, suddenly lost control, leaving him still filled with indelible shock.

And, he had just confirmed that he saw a flash of fear and helplessness in Director Wen’s eyes.

Fear?

Helplessness?

How could those words possibly be associated with Director Wen?

Yet they had indeed appeared.

Xiao Yan let out a light sigh, glanced at the woman on the bed, and then quickly followed the doctor out of the ward.

Wen Jichen didn’t know how long he had been standing there before he finally took steps toward Ling Qingan’s bedside.

His gaze, still carrying hints of its usual iciness, fell upon her pale face as his slender fingers gently touched her features.

Stimulus?

He had now become a source of stimulus for her?

Wen Jichen’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and the force of his hand involuntarily tightened slightly.

Ling Qingan’s pale face turned a touch redder from his actions, which quickly faded away the moment he lifted his fingers.

Wen Jichen’s pupils constricted slightly, and thinking of the doctor’s words, he left the ward with a dark expression on his face.

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It wasn’t until evening that Ling Qingan’s eyelashes finally trembled gently, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Her vision filled with whiteness: the white ceiling, white walls, and seemingly even the air carried the scent of disinfectant.

She wrinkled her brow slightly, her pupils swirling in her sockets, and upon seeing the IV drip in her hand, she realized she was in a hospital.

A private room, huh?

With her current status, she couldn’t afford a private room.

She lay on the bed a while longer, having fully regained her strength, then sat up straight, slipped off the blanket, and pulled the needle out of her hand.

After freshening up in the restroom, she planned to leave the place.

She had never thought of getting involved with Wen Jichen again.

As she opened the door of the ward, before she could step out, Xiao Yan appeared at the doorway with a bag of what seemed like food in his hands.

“Miss Ling, you’re awake?”

With a slightly pale face, Ling Qingan looked at Xiao Yan and nodded lightly.

“Good, this is the food that Director Wen instructed us to prepare for you. You haven’t eaten all afternoon…”

Ling Qingan paused briefly, looking at Xiao Yan with a puzzled expression.

Wen Jichen had ordered food for her?

Was he really that kind-hearted?

“Thank Director Wen for his kindness, but it’s not necessary. I’ll be on my way now!”

Saying that, she brushed past Xiao Yan, intent on leaving the ward.

However, suddenly two bodyguards, who appeared out of nowhere, blocked her path.

Turning her head to look at Xiao Yan, Ling Qingan’s lips curled into a faint smile.

But to Xiao Yan, that smile seemed colder than anger.

“What does this mean?”

Xiao Yan touched his nose awkwardly, “Director Wen instructed us to watch you eat everything.”

Ling Qingan looked at him with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, the curve of her lips deeper than before.

“So, you mean to say that I can’t leave this ward today unless I finish eating?”

Xiao Yan tugged at his lips but said nothing, at this moment fully embodying the traditional virtue that silence equaled consent.

“What if I absolutely refuse to eat?”

Ling Qingan slowly looked at him, the smile on her face fading away without anyone noticing when.

Xiao Yan tugged at his lips again, feeling a twinge of pain in his head.

This Miss Ling was exactly like Director Wen.

Despite the smile, the anger was colder.

But when her face was calm, she was even more terrifying.

“Miss Ling, please don’t make this difficult for me.”

Ling Qingan hooked her lips, looking at him, “If you can make things difficult for me, why can’t I do the same to you?”

“Director Wen is also concerned about your health…”

“Thanks for his concern, but it’s unnecessary. I won’t stay here any longer, and I won’t eat anything.”

Xiao Yan’s face contorted with struggle. With such a stubborn Miss Ling, he really had no solution.

“Oh? Is that so? Seems like you prefer me to feed you personally.”

A deep voice echoed from afar, clearly striking everyone’s hearts.

Ling Qingan was startled, turned her head, and saw Wen Jichen’s tall and erect figure slowly appearing at the doorway.

His features were handsome and distinct, radiating an infatuating charm.

The moment he saw Wen Jichen, Xiao Yan inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Jichen’s chilly aura approached gradually, standing in front of her, towering over her as he looked down.

“Will you eat on your own, or do you want me to feed you?”

Ling Qingan stepped back twice, widening the gap between them.

“I won’t choose either.”

Her jaw was suddenly seized, and a bleak presence rapidly closed in on her.

“It seems you’d rather I feed you.”

Xiao Yan, standing aside, twitched his eyelids and wisely took out all the items from the bag, laid them out neatly, and then quickly left the sickroom.

Ling Qingan endured the growing pang of pain, frowning as she looked at the man’s face, near enough to touch.

Still stunningly handsome even in his anger, an intimidating sight to behold.

She steadied herself and said, “I hadn’t noticed that Director Wen has such peculiar tastes. However, there are plenty of women outside who will play along. I, for one, will not!”

The atmosphere in the sickroom gradually became tense, and Wen Jichen’s hostility intensified.

He suddenly sneered, squeezing her chin harder as he stared into the expressions on her face with his deep, dark eyes.

“Women from outside? Are those who throw themselves at me worth the effort? It’s the stubborn and unyielding ones like you that are more to my liking!”

With a “click,” Ling Qingan felt like a chord in her head had snapped!

“Wen Jichen, are you some kind of psychopath?”

“Psychopath?”

Wen Jichen chewed over her words, his face donning a sinister smile as his tall body loomed closer, drastically closing the distance between them.

“Not doing something psychopathic would indeed be a disservice to your assessment!”

With that, he grabbed Ling Qingan’s wrist and yanked her into the sickroom.

With a “bang,” the door closed behind them with a thunderous sound.

Thrust onto the sofa, Ling Qingan had no time to mind the pain in her body as she looked at Wen Jichen with a frightened and defensive expression.

“What are you trying to do?”

“What do you think?”

Wen Jichen looked down at her, taking off his suit jacket and tossing it aside.

“Don’t come any closer.”

He continued to advance towards her, his face a mask of ominous joy.

Ling Qingan kept retreating, her eyes widening to their fullest, brimming with terror.

Trying to stand with the aid of the sofa in a clumsy scramble, she was forcefully pinned down by his hand on her shoulder, trapped in the sofa.

Then, under her horrified gaze, she saw him pick up the ginseng soup from the coffee table, take a sip, and then, with a sudden pull, jerk her head forward.

The next second, his lips sealed over hers.