"I'm feeling much better." Li Yin answered softly, "Little President Nan, I want to be discharged."
Nan Mochen looked at her, his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly in thought.
"Little President Nan..." Li Yin walked towards him.
It was hard to tell if she was trying to seduce him or if she was already seduced by him.
She wore the hospital-issued patient's gown and twirled around in front of him: "Look, I'm really better. No need to waste any more money. Let's get discharged tomorrow!"
Has she had enough of the hospital?
Letting her out, who knows how she'd harm others again!
"No."
Nan Mochen slowly raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder, the force was heavy, pressing straight down on Li Yin's heart, weighted. At the same time, the warmth of his palm also settled on her heart.
"Little President Nan..."
"I hope you'll be well." Nan Mochen said softly. After saying this, he immediately felt like throwing up.
So this is what sweet talk feels like, so disgusting!
