Not long ago, when I took Ultraman to the pet grooming salon to get his fur trimmed, I saw the following in a pet magazine: Many moms complain that they're the ones handling their precious dog's food, grooming their fur, and even making little clothes and pants for them, yet why does it seem like the baby is closer to daddy?
The reason lies in the dog's psychology of conquest. Moms generally spoil their babies more, reluctant to scold or punish them. Over time, the dog develops the wrong mindset of "this person is the servant who specifically takes care of my meals and takes me for walks."
On the other hand, the male owner tends to be more "strict." If the baby makes a mistake, they won't hesitate to give a firm smack on the behind. This makes the dog develop a submissive mindset, deeply acknowledging this person as their master, naturally leading to wagging tails and seeking their favor.
Now that I think about it, in certain aspects, Ren Han and Ultraman are essentially the same.
"I usually respect him because he's older than me (>_< can't you think of a better reason?). I always accommodate him, but as time went on, he started thinking I'm easy to bully, like Hello Kitty. After the "Jiao Jiao Kiss" incident, I had a sudden realization.
Men need to be put in their place.
If I obediently go to the hospital now to visit him, Demon King Ren will definitely take advantage of me, acting all self-righteous, and might even demand an apology from me. So, I've decided to ignore him for a couple of days until he calms down, both mentally and physically, and acknowledges that I'm fierce like a tiger. Then I'll go visit him.
But here's the problem...
Just as I made up my mind with great ambition, the Queen of Truth said, "Since you and your brother-in-law have resolved your differences, I'll leave now that my work is done," and she left in her beloved car. It was only after Qiqi drove away that I remembered I hadn't sent any clean clothes or meals to the hospital for Demon King Ren.
Suddenly, a chilly wind blew, leaving me in disarray. Just a moment ago, I was determined to ignore him for two days, but now I'm scurrying off to deliver his things. Doesn't that make me look spineless as the host? So, I pondered for a while and decided to leave the items at the nurse's station, to be handed over to Demon King Ren by a beautiful but cold nurse.
However, as soon as I arrived at the entrance of Ren Han's ward, I was horrified by the scene before my eyes.
(Meow: Wait a minute! Bai Ning, didn't you say you were going to leave the items at the nurse's station? Why did you end up at the entrance of Ren Han's ward?)
Bai Ning: Uh...well, you see, I just wanted to sneak a peek and enjoy his misery. I swear! I only wanted to peep through the door crack, I didn't intend to enter or anything like that...)
Alright, let's get back on track. I unexpectedly saw the person I least wanted to see in Ren Han's hospital room—Cheng Jiao! Jiao!
At that moment, Jiao Jiao looked at Ren Han with a smile that seemed both genuine and sly. Ren Han, lying in bed, held a magazine, flipping through it absentmindedly. Well, how perfect! What a harmonious scene of a talented man and a beautiful woman, naturally meant for each other.
I felt a moment of darkness, even more overwhelming than when I witnessed that scene on TV a few days ago. My teeth clenched, and my nails almost dug into my flesh. What is this? Are they still acting? There are no paparazzi or fans here, so who are they performing for? Are they performing for me?!
I stood at the doorway, with heat rising to my head. Fine, I admit it, I'm petty and narrow-minded. In fact, if this were about some other singer or dancer, perhaps I wouldn't impulsively reject the marriage proposal. Maybe I would have asked Ren Han about it. But the problem is, it's Cheng Jiao Jiao!
She's like a thorn that has been piercing my heart. Over the past three years, the wound appeared to have healed on the surface, but deep inside, it remains connected to my muscles, intertwining itself as it healed. Now, with Ren Han slightly pulling on that thorn, the newly grown flesh becomes blurred and indistinct.
Tears fell heavily, one by one, as I stood at the hospital room's entrance like a helpless child, unable to move. I stared at the beautiful scene between the two of them, and the memory of their embrace that day made me nauseous. Inside, they had no inkling that there was an eavesdropper outside. Faintly, I could hear Ren Han speaking with a cold tone.
"There are no paparazzi here. You don't need to act."
"Heh, who said I came here to act? I just wanted to see you since we know each other after all. I heard you were sick, so I came to take a look..."
Ren Han closed the magazine and seemed to be getting angry. He squinted and said, "To see me? Weren't you coming to laugh at me?"
"Mr. Ren is truly intelligent. It's rare to see you rejected and lying in the hospital bed, but the person you wished to see refuses to visit you. It's such a great opportunity, of course, I had to come and laugh at you."
...
Outside the door, I could hear the two of them engaged in a heated argument. The tension grew thicker, and it didn't seem like two innocent people flirting. Gradually, I even forgot to cry. My woman's intuition told me that what Qiqi had told me was not the complete truth. With that in mind, I instinctively pressed my ear against the door, hoping to catch some crucial information. But suddenly, I heard the reproachful voice of a white-clad angel behind me:
"Who's there? What are you doing eavesdropping at the door?!"
I was fully focused on eavesdropping, so when the nurse called out, I was startled and let out a scream. Instinctively, I leaned backward, and then...
Let the crow fly elegantly over, please.
And then, I fell into the room. In this pitiful state, my face was still teary, and my hands clung tightly to the clothes and food box I brought for Ren Mowang. Upon seeing me, both Ren Han and Jiaojiao were taken aback, but the first to react was the angel.
"Tsk, tsk, who is this? A random passerby daring to disturb Mr. Ren and Miss Jiaojiao," the nurse scolded me harshly. But as soon as she looked up, she put on a flattering smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the disturbance—"
Half fallen on the ground, the five words "Mr. Ren" uttered by the nurse sent a shiver down my spine. I glared at the main culprit, got up, and rushed outside. The moment I burst out of the ward, a thought crossed my mind: This is so melodramatic.
Do I not only have the potential for unfortunate events but also the potential to become a protagonist in a romance novel?
After bumping into numerous patients and carts, Demon King Ren finally caught up with me from behind. He grabbed me fiercely, his eyes filled with rage, and said, "Ning Ning, listen to me explain."
But before I could cover my ears and deliver the classic line, "I won't listen, I won't listen, I don't want to hear anything," a third person appeared behind me. Without saying a word, they swiftly moved and blinded me with flashes. Then the fourth person and the fifth person jumped in.
Flashing lights, cameras, microphones...
"Hello, Mr. Ren, may I ask who is this young lady? Why is she here?"
"What is your relationship with this young lady? Does Jiaojiao know about your relationship with her?"
"Miss, can you confirm if Mr. Ren has abandoned you after starting a relationship with you?"
"Oh, Jiaojiao, you're also here. How do you view the sudden appearance of this young lady?"
...
Damn it, you're the one who's the young lady, your whole family is a bunch of young ladies! I angrily glared at the paparazzi who suddenly emerged from all directions, appreciating their dedication and vivid imagination even more. After wandering around for a while, it finally dawned on me during the reporters' questions - Jiaojiao is also here.
She nodded slightly, and I saw Jiao Jiao standing about ten meters away from me and Ren Han, surrounded by a group of paparazzi with their cameras and microphones. However, her unusually bright beautiful eyes were constantly fixed in our direction.
I felt a bit awkward. I never expected that delivering a piece of clothing to the hospital would also lead to a scandal. I should have known... Jiao Jiao has been in the spotlight recently, and wherever she goes, there are people following her. Coincidentally, Ren Han happened to be hospitalized at this time, and anyone with a sense would come to the hospital to gather news material.
But of course, I, being reckless, have become their best topic to report to their boss. I can probably make the headlines tomorrow.
Ren Han probably knew that I wasn't comfortable in such situations, so he quietly held my hand and wanted to go back to the hospital room. I felt a warm sensation in my body, as if there was something sticky. When I lowered my head, I couldn't help but exclaim. Demon King Ren's hand was already bloody, and the IV needle was crooked and slanted to the side. It seemed that in the heat of the moment, he accidentally pulled out the needle while trying to catch up with me.
So, being stupidly sentimental, I ignored the paparazzi and shouted loudly, "VP Ren, you're bleeding!"
Ren Han gave me a reassuring smile, tightened his grip on my hand, and at the same time, the escort team composed of doctors and nurses finally arrived. They surrounded us and escorted us back to the hospital room. As we passed by Jiao Jiao, intentionally or not, the crowd made way for us to get a clear view of each other.
And thus, the melodrama intensified.
Jiao Jiao opened her mouth and softly called out, "Ning Ning."
Suddenly, thunder roared and flames ignited, causing everyone to hold their breath. The surroundings grew so quiet that one could hear the ticking of the clock on the wall. I was stunned, my mouth twitching. In moments like these... Shouldn't the legitimate female lead call out the male lead's name? But... why was Jiaojiao staring at me with a mournful gaze, calling out my name?
I was at a loss, my mind racing as I tried to figure out how to respond. But before I could gather my thoughts, Demon King Ren, with a dark expression on his face, grabbed my hand and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Let's go."
As we entered the hospital room, the moment the nurse closed the door, I couldn't help but turn back and take another look at Jiaojiao. Her melancholic and mournful eyes sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't shake the feeling... that there was something familiar yet unfamiliar about that gaze. She came to the hospital to visit Demon King Ren, yet they seemed to be at odds with each other at every turn. What went wrong, exactly?
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