CHAPTER 627: 【621】ORPHAN’S COUNTERATTACK 90 (3RD UPDATE)

Xiao Ai came immediately after arriving and handled the paperwork for her. She even found a connection and secured a private room in the internal medicine ward.

As a life assistant, he took extra care of her, and because of Xiao Ai, Yiyi could rest assuredly continue her deep sleep.

Lin Mu came secretly at ten o’clock at night, fully armed. Once he entered the room, he dared not leave. Seeing her lying on the hospital bed, his face looked terrible, and he talked with a tone filled with resentment towards Zhou Mo, also mentioning that he couldn’t contact him at all.

Yiyi responded with silence, for she didn’t know what else she could say.

Seeing the atmosphere stiffen, Lin Mu jokingly said to her, "Why don’t you just marry me? I could retire from the circle for you."

Yiyi was shocked and immediately covered his sexy lips, "What nonsense are you spouting? Thankfully I’m the only one here. Don’t you know that such words could ruin you?"

Lin Mu scoffed coldly, "Getting ruined might be better. I’ve long wanted to quit this circle. Now I’m just letting the company exploit me because I can’t afford the exorbitant penalty fee. I regret now not having tried harder and gotten into Tsinghua; maybe then you wouldn’t have had to suffer so much with him. I thought he treated you well, that’s why I let you be with him, but now I realize you two aren’t suitable at all."

The more Yiyi listened, the more terrified she became. By the end, even her voice was trembling, "You...?"

"Yes, I like you, whether it was before or now, I still like you. This circle is too chaotic. Although flowers are beautiful, they can also be dizzying. Your beauty is unique, unmatched by them. Yiyi, I’m asking you seriously now, do you really want to continue seeing him?"

"Lin Mu, I... I’m sorry, I’m very confused right now, I can’t answer you,"

"Alright, I understand. I’m not expecting you to give me an answer right now. Just think about it carefully. Anyway, I have a secure job at Ren Yi now. Even if I leave the entertainment circle, I won’t starve. The properties I own are enough for the rest of my life. So Yiyi, I can afford to take care of you."

Lin Mu was probably truly upset. He was angry at her lack of struggle, Zhou Mo’s irresponsibility, and his own past stupidity.

He stayed with her for two hours before hurrying off as he had a filming schedule the next day. Watching his retreating figure, Yiyi stood emptily in front of the hospital room window, staring at the neon lights and busy streets outside, feeling an unprecedented tiredness.

Yiyi was discharged from the hospital after two days as she had classes on Monday at Zhou Yi and couldn’t afford to miss them. Fortunately, there weren’t many classes at the university; she typically had only one per day, and sometimes none at all. As long as she prepared well for her classes, she had a lot of free time. She usually spent it in the office preparing lectures and writing lesson plans, then writing and sometimes visiting the library to replenish her intellectual nourishment. It was this peaceful life that made her willingly accept the salary of several thousand yuan.

After being discharged, Lin Mu called every day to check on her. But since he was really busy and she was his female friend, she didn’t dare visit the set. Wasn’t this the biggest sorrow and helplessness of their line of work?

In mid-November, Beijing started heating. Her small room was especially warm; no matter how the wind howled outside, her nest was always comfortable.

Yiyi made herself a cup of coffee and sat in front of the computer to start typing. She had just typed one line when the phone rang. Picking it up, she saw it was Zhou Mo, who she had not seen in a long time. She stared blankly at the caller ID, which had changed from "Debtor" to "Zhou Mo," letting the phone ring with Liu Ruoying’s "Later" until she didn’t have the courage to pick up. She didn’t know why she didn’t answer, but by the time she realized it, the phone had brightened for an instant before the screen went dark.

Then, all was silent; the phone didn’t ring again.

Yiyi felt both lost and distressed, with no mood to continue typing. Thankfully, she had saved drafts to squander. After turning off the light, she lay in bed, staring blankly as she didn’t know what she was thinking. That night, she checked her phone more times than she normally would in a week.

Unconsciously, she fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, the door "clicked" open from outside, but only when trying to open the inner door did the intruder realize she had bolted it.

The tall figure sighed and had to kneel down and fiddle with it. It was fortunate no one saw this, or they would have definitely called the police.

After much effort, the door opened, and when he, chilled to the bone, entered her warm nest, he felt a rare sense of belonging.

He carefully took off his jacket and clothes, pulled out change of pajamas from the case, and went into the bathroom. About fifteen minutes later, refreshed, he came out wearing slippers and quietly pushed open her room door.

Silence pervaded, with only her gentle breathing audible. Zhou Mo took a deep breath and cautiously made his way to her bed, gently pulling her into his arms.

This startled the soundly sleeping Yiyi, and she jumped up from the bed, retreating in agitation, "Who is it? Who’s there?"

"Yiyi, don’t be scared, it’s me, I’m back." When he fumbled to turn on the light, Yiyi, stunned, looked up at the man who seemed to have fallen from the sky. The fear on her face slowly faded, replaced by deep feelings of grievances and emotional outpour.

She sobbed uncontrollably, crying intensely and torrentially, as if her tears were free, relentlessly pouring down.

Zhou Mo knew his disappearance had disappointed and aggrieved her; he cautiously moved closer to embrace her, but she harshly pushed him away, tried to sit on the edge of the bed, but he was kicked down. Regardless of how she kicked or hit him, he patiently endured, quietly waiting for her emotions to calm down.

Yiyi cried for almost an hour, and when she could no longer cry, she glared at him, "You just watched me cry?"

"Your emotions needed to be released, holding them back for too long can make you sick. Are you done crying? Can I explain now?"

Yiyi didn’t speak, and Zhou Mo took it as a tacit approval before gently explaining, "I’ve been handling the procedures to return to the country recently. They didn’t want to let me go and confiscated all my electronic devices. It was very difficult for me to come back to the country, thanks to my friends and classmates. Of course, the embassy also exerted great effort. So it wasn’t that I didn’t want to contact you, but that I couldn’t. Look, the moment I returned, I came to see you. Yiyi, I’m sorry."