Inside the VIP ward of the hospital,

Lin Xiaoluo looked at the strikingly handsome man sitting on the bed, resembling someone stepping straight out of a comic. The astonishment in her eyes was hard to conceal; this man was incredibly good-looking—if one could overlook the frosty gaze in his eyes and the notable scar on his forehead.

This man really held the power to make a woman fall head over heels for him.

"Miss Lin, how much longer do you wish to observe?"

The man placed his tablet on the side of the bed, and as he lifted his gaze, he saw the lingering astonished look in the young girl's eyes. His face hardened. That infatuated look; he had received plenty in his 27 years, but this bratty girl who had struck him with a brick even dared to give him such a look.

The rich sound of his voice, akin to a cello, traveled smoothly into her ears. Lin Xiaoluo felt a slight flutter in her heart, "Mr., Mr., are you feeling any better? I was examining the scar on your face. It appears much better than yesterday's. I believe, you will be discharged from the hospital by tomorrow."

"Heh."

The man hummed without expression. "Miss Lin indeed has an astonishing ability— even through the bandage, she could see the injury that has just been sutured with three stitches is healing rapidly."

Shang Zhan - with a slightly stern expression, his falcon-like sharp eyes scanned the petite girl standing in front of the bed holding a fruit basket. The girl seemed to be around eighteen or nineteen, casually dressed, and had a tiny face with soft and beautiful features. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders and her moist, large eyes seemed like they could talk.

Indeed, they could talk? They were telling blatant lies.

After hearing the man's words, Lin Xiaoluo once again felt a flutter in her auditory senses. Damn! If this man speaks again, she would almost get pregnant by just listening to him.

"Sir, I didn't really mean it. Yesterday I went to catch a cheater. You don't know how detestable my fiance is—he was messing around with my roommate behind my back. When I received a tip-off that they were having sex in his new car, I brought a brick to catch them red-handed. Who would have known that the male participant got replaced."

Lin Xiaoluo placed the heavy fruit basket on the table, feeling angry as she explained to the man the reason why she had hit him with a brick.

Listening to her illogical and nonsensical explanation, Shang Zhan instinctively twitched his eyelids. He regretted leaving his assistant alone at this time. At least he should have made sure this annoying woman left before he did.

"That's enough, you can go now."

Lin Xiaoluo stared at him with her misty big eyes, her pitiful appearance... she was quite a good actress.

"Uncle, does this mean you're forgiving me?"

Forgive?

Haha, it seemed that up until now, the person who could be beaten and still be forgiven by him without lacking anything hadn’t been born yet. Where did this cheeky girl get the confidence that he would forgive her?

"Knock knock knock..."

The sound of knocking on the door echoed. The person outside seemed impatient for the response from the inside and just pushed the door in.

"Mr. Shang, please have a look at these materials first."

Assistant Cheng Yibei entered with an unsighted focus, holding a folder, and handed it over to the man on the bed.

Shang Zhan took the file, slightly furrowing his brows. He opened the file, glanced ever so brief at the contents, then put the file aside. "Ah Bei, please send Miss Lin back first."

"Yes, Mr. Shang."

"Hey, Uncle. Hey, Uncle! Have you forgiven me?"