At the entrance of the hospital.
A top-config dark purple Maserati was ostentatiously parked there. Seeing Yan Yan come out, the driver in the driver's seat quickly got out and respectfully opened the car door.
Yan Yan was just about to get into the car when a small, slender figure ran out from the hospital entrance.
The young girl had long since discarded her dress and was wearing the hospital gown that a nurse had changed her into.
The loose clothing made her look even more petite.
Her beautiful, clear eyes glanced at the entrance and immediately locked onto his car, then chased after it.
Gu Yixuan followed her out and couldn't help but speak up, "Yan, I think it would be better for her to recuperate in the hospital first."
"No, I don't want to recuperate." Yun Qiluo softly protested.
Gu Yixuan found himself unsure of what to do.
Though her healing seemed miraculous, he was still worried something might go wrong later.
Yun Qiluo also realized who the decision-maker here was and turned her aggrieved gaze toward the beautiful woman in front of her.
Her small eyebrows furrowed tightly: "Luo Luo doesn't like the hospital."
Yan Yan gave her a glance, turned around, and threw out two words: "Get in."
The young girl's eyes brightened and she immediately hobbled to catch up.
"Luo Luo." Secretary Qin stood behind the Maserati in front of a business Mercedes, waving her over, "We'll ride in this one."
Yun Qiluo looked at the beautiful woman who had already gotten into the Maserati, then looked at Secretary Qin.
She asked, "Why?"
Secretary Qin was momentarily at a loss, unable to tell her that the car was favored by the Boss, and except for the necessary driver, no one else could ride in it.
He and Gu Yixuan had known Yan Yan for so many years, and even they had only had the privilege of riding in it once.
Yan Yan had a strong possessiveness over things he fancied.
However, Yun Qiluo couldn't understand his hesitance and, seeing him silent, turned to get into the car.
"Luo Luo!" Secretary Qin, seeing her actions, broke into a cold sweat.
In a hurry, he ran over to pull away this overly pure little cutie.
But before he could get close, a pair of large hands wrapped around Luo Luo's waist and pulled her in.
The motion wasn't gentle; it was even a bit rough.
The driver respectfully closed the car door after.
Secretary Qin stood frozen beside, utterly thrown into chaos by the wind.
He must have been seeing things, right? Certainly seeing things.
How did it seem like he just saw their Boss bring her in, and note, by carrying her!
The dark purple prestigious Maserati sped away.
Gu Yixuan beside him didn't feel much better: "Did we see a ghost today…"
In the car.
Yun Qiluo was thrown onto the back seat, her big eyes shimmering with tears, staring at the handsome man beside her.
"You hurt Luo Luo…"
The driver in front couldn't help but sneak a peek at her through the rearview mirror upon hearing this complaint.
Hurt? Did she know their master could be deadly if upset, and yet she dared to say it hurt!
But still, why did the boss let her in this car?
The driver couldn't fathom but lacked the courage to ask, silently driving.
Yan Yan remained silent, his hand resting beside the window. His face was peerlessly beautiful, with a lazy demeanor, and his half-squinted eyes were deep, revealing no emotion.
His exquisite brows carried the usual gloominess and coldness, as if treating Luo Luo as air.
Luo Luo stared at his profile for a while, successfully entranced by his looks, soon forgetting about being hurt by him.
She spoke: "Thank you for saving me." Her voice was soft and sincere.
Seeing Yan Yan ignore her, she looked around the car in boredom. There seemed to be a faint fragrance, similar to the smell of the beautiful person sitting next to her.
She still remembered the nice scent she smelled while leaning in his arms last night, it was particularly pleasant.
She liked people who smelled nice and were good-looking.
Besides, he was the first person to help her after she got out of that place, and she had already decided she wanted to follow him.