Chapter 282 He Maybe Shouldn't Think About That Woman Anymore
Shen Rou woke up and opened her eyes and saw Pei Nanzhan lying next to her bed.
It seemed that he was too tired, and he had fallen asleep, his long crow-colored eyelashes motionless.
She called out softly, "Nan Zhan?"
Nan Zhan was suddenly awakened. He raised his eyes, frowned, and rubbed his eyes.
"Are you awake? Why did you do something stupid again?"
Shen Rourou supported her weak body to sit up without any bones. The wide hospital gown covered her body, making her look even thinner.
Her face was pale due to excessive blood loss, making her look more like a dying lily.
It seems as if the wind blows away.
She pursed her lips, and there was grievance in her charming fox eyes, "Nan Zhan, the person who planned your marriage was really not me. It was all planned by my father. You know what kind of person he is..."
Pei Nanzhan stared at her with a heart-wrenching look of weakness.
He sighed, "It's all in the past, don't mention it anymore."
Even though it was clear that the truth was not what she said, he still couldn't bear to blame her.
"Nan Zhan, you...when did you come to the hospital?"
"Last night, I rushed over after receiving a call from my aunt. It was probably around 10:20."
Ten twenty minutes...
Shen Rou still remembered the time when she cut her wrists in the car last night, which was around ten o'clock.
He arrived so quickly and stayed here all night. He must not have had time to find Ye Nanqing.
There was a burst of joy in her heart, everything was according to her plan.
Pei Nanzhan stood up and poured a glass of hot water. As soon as he reached out and handed it to her, Shen Rou's hand covered his, gently touching the back of his hand and taking the glass.
At this time, Shen Rou's assistant knocked on the door with a packed meal and placed the lunch box beside the hospital bed.
"Master Pei, these are Miss Shen's favorite foods. You must urge her to eat well."
After saying that, the assistant left.
Pei Nanzhan untied the take-out bag for her, took out the food and laid it out, and said warmly:
"Eat more, you look like you've lost a lot of weight."
Shen Rou put down the half-drinked warm water, looked at him lovingly with fox eyes, and smiled charmingly, "Nan Zhan, can you feed me?"
"Uh, okay."
He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing his strong wrist bones, and took the soup with a spoon and brought it to her mouth little by little.
Every time he leaned towards her, the distance between them became closer.
She happened to stare at him for an instant, her eyes full of tenderness.
Pei Nanzhan began to avoid her eyes and said a few words to ease the ambiguous atmosphere, "Rourou, you haven't done anything to hurt yourself for a year. The doctor said you are almost cured. Why did you relapse again?" Already?"
Shen Rou suffers from severe depression.
There were four or five cuts on her wrists, all the results of previous illnesses.
Shen Rou suddenly pulled his wrist gently and pulled the rice spoon away from her mouth, then wrapped her arms around his waist and threw herself into his arms, "Nan Zhan, my dad's overseas business expansion failed two years ago. Our family is facing bankruptcy, and I feel that life is meaningless."
Pei Nanzhan's body froze, and the expression on his face obviously relaxed.
"You were the one who accompanied me here during that time. You had never been involved in the field of psychological medicine and you bought a lot of books on psychology research for me, and you studied it day and night..."
"Those were the most difficult two years, and you stayed with me through them all, so I will never be able to leave you, whether before or in the future."
"Nan Zhan, you are my salvation. From that time on, my life has been closely related to you..."
Her words penetrated into his heart one by one, bringing back the memories of that time and the tenderness he once felt despite everything.
His heart softened little by little, and then he surrendered.
"Sorry, I was impulsive. I was probably...confused."
He was sorry for Shi Nian before, but now he can't be sorry for Shen Rou.
Maybe he shouldn't think about that woman anymore.
Shi Nian was always just an accident that came between him and Shen Rou, and he was destined to be just a passerby.
Shen Rou's face was buried in his arms, and where he couldn't see, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She could snatch Nan Zhan away from Shi Nian in this way, and she could also make Ye Nanqing gain nothing!
Pei Nanzhan stayed with her in the ward for the entire afternoon, which made her feel as if she had returned to the time when he had the deepest affection for her.
At that time, as long as she made a phone call, he would immediately appear in front of her even if he was at the end of the world, greet her with greetings, and show his utmost concern.
In the evening, Pei Nanzhan said he would go out to buy some daily necessities for hospitalization.
Shen Rou watched Pei Nanzhan leave and called her assistant over with a phone call.
"How's that thing I asked you to do?"
She had long planned to set up her own clothing brand in Kyoto. She had already thought of the brand name, so she called it "e-lian".
It's just that the business guilds in Kyoto are complex. As the clothing industry is a very profitable industry among the thirty-six guilds, it must be approved by the thirty-six guilds in Kyoto before a brand can be established.
The president of the Thirty-Six Guilds in Kyoto is the famous Mr. Mo Sanye in Kyoto, Mo Ruqian.
That meticulous, elegant and handsome man in front of outsiders...
She had seen him a few times when she participated in some important events.
However, as the president of the Thirty-six Guilds and controlling the business lifeline of the entire Kyoto, it is not something someone like her can easily get in touch with.
Although the assistant had been mentally prepared for a long time, she was still so nervous when she spoke:
"Sister Shen Rou, our application to establish a brand has been rejected."
"What's the reason?"
"The reason for rejection is... is..."
"What is it? You should tell me!" Shen Rou was impatient.
“They say our brand design concept is a mess.”
Shen Rou's eyes widened instantly, "How is that possible? I have thought carefully about establishing this brand. The design concept of the brand I am about to establish is definitely the most cutting-edge..."
Under Shen Rou's complex eyes that were difficult to understand and disbelief, the assistant carefully handed over the tablet in her hand.
Shen Rou accepted it dubiously, and what caught her eye was the official reply email from mo:
"Sorry, the brand establishment application you submitted was rejected. The reason is: the brand design concept is a mess and cannot meet the review standards for the time being!!!"
The three big exclamation marks at the end seemed to be a satire on her...
"Is this an official reply email from mo?"
"mo" is the professional organization established by Mr. Mo as the operator of the Thirty-Six Guilds.
"Ms. Shen, I submitted my application through official channels. There will be no problem with this."