Watching the couple leave, Han Dingxi was reluctant to take her gaze away.
Until Han Zhan walked in, blocking her view, "Keep watching, and your eyes will fall out."
Han Dingxi lowered her head in disappointment, "Brother..."
Han Zhan walked to her side, picked her up horizontally, and placed her on the hospital bed, "Young Master Qiao and Wen Meimei have remarried, give up hope."
"I know." Han Dingxi said reluctantly; she had no other choice but to accept it.
Han Zhan tucked her in, wanting to say something more, but his phone suddenly rang, so he took it and stepped out.
After a moment, another man walked in from outside.
Mu Zhuoshen walked to the bedside with a smile, pulled out a chair, sat down, and looked down at the woman's exceptionally beautiful face.
"Still thinking about that heartless guy?"
"I never dated Young Master Qiao, calling him heartless is too much, Mr. Mu." Han Dingxi couldn't help but speak up for that man.
