War of Roses: The Proud Tycoon，Please Surrender!-Chapter 307: Xue Xianglan and Xiang Linghao

The memories from that time still feel beautiful now, as if time has never passed.

But thinking about what happened seven years ago, it feels like time has flown by too fast, wishing it could have stayed at that moment forever.

Memories are like that—bittersweet, they are their lives.

Xue Xianglan stood up and walked towards Xiang Linghao.

Hearing the noise, Xiang Linghao looked up; she was already in front of him.

She quietly examined him; his face was still a bit pale.

"When did you wake up?"

Xiang Linghao closed the book and placed it on the cabinet, answering, "Just one hour ago."

Xue Xianglan frowned slightly, "You just woke up and are already sitting and reading? Aren’t you a doctor? Don’t you know you need more rest? You collapsed because you were too exhausted."

"I know, so I’m aware of my own body. I feel much better now."

"Much better?" Xue Xianglan retorted sarcastically, "You are so aware of your body that you passed out in the lab and lay there for a whole day and night? You must be really aware then."

Xiang Linghao, "..." He’s still a patient, could she speak a bit more gently?

"Xiang Lan, can I assume that you’re actually concerned about me, worried about me?"

"Haha." Xue Xianglan suddenly laughed mockingly, as if ridiculing his wishful thinking once again, extinguishing the faint hope that had risen in Xiang Linghao’s heart.

Clearly, every time he told himself not to have any hope, but every time, he couldn’t help but hope, only to be disappointed every time.

Disappointment can also become a habit, gradually failing to stir any waves in his heart.

Seeing his dejected appearance, Xue Xianglan seemed to guess what he was thinking, feeling quite helpless inside.

"Xiang Linghao, what nonsense are you imagining again?"

"What?" Xiang Linghao was a bit confused, "What nonsense?"

"Seeing you like this, I can tell. Do you think I was mocking you just now?"

Wasn’t she... Xiang Linghao silently thought, also wondering, was his expression that obvious?

He had clearly tried his best to conceal those unpleasant emotions.

"I didn’t think that..." he argued.

Xue Xianglan let out another cold laugh, almost wanting to poke his forehead with her finger, with a bit of a gritting-teeth flavor.

"Xiang Linghao, since when did you learn to lie to me, be dishonest with me? Since when did you stop understanding me at all? You’ve changed with time over all these years."

Xiang Linghao was bewildered, even a bit panicked.

"Xiang Lan, why can’t I understand what you mean? I haven’t lied to you, and as for understanding... I think you don’t care if I understand you or not, considering so many years have gone by."

"You’re not me; how do you know my real thoughts? Xiang Linghao, stop applying your own thoughts to guess mine, okay? If there’s a problem, or if my words or actions have made you unhappy or led to a misunderstanding, don’t assume it’s my real thoughts. Can’t you just ask me? Is it so hard to ask me a question? Have the past seven years left nothing between us, that you’re even so cautious about asking me the simplest question?"

"Xiang Linghao, this isn’t like the old you at all. I really hate the current you, how have you become so dumb and tentative!"

The more Xue Xianglan spoke, the more she got into it, as if she got addicted to it, getting so excited that she really went and poked him on the forehead, looking like she was heartbroken!

Xiang Linghao was getting more bewildered with each poke from her.

What did she mean by all this?

Was she saying he kept guessing her thoughts wrong?

Did he really guess wrong?

Then what did she mean? The opposite of what he thought?

Hope began to rise again in Xiang Linghao’s heart, and the emotions were reflected in his eyes.

There was now a spark in his eyes, no longer as dull.

Xue Xianglan sighed to herself; he cared about her too much.

Xiang Linghao always loved her more than she imagined.

Maybe she could never understand what a strong and profound feeling that was.

She was the one who should feel ashamed.

She did not love him the way he loved her.

"Xiang Linghao, can you understand my true feelings?"

Xiang Linghao looked at her, lips pressed together, without a sound.

Xue Xianglan’s heart ached a little, "Guess one more time, I’ll let you guess one last time."

Be bold, won’t you? Just guess her feelings without reservation.

Don’t worry about anything, follow your own heart, however you hope I treat you, guess that way!

The two of them stared at each other, while silence spread through the hospital room.

"Knock, knock..." The sound of knocking came, and the voice of Xue Jiarui followed, "Sis, it’s me, I brought you breakfast."

Xue Xianglan didn’t blink, staring at Xiang Linghao, she shouted towards outside the door, "Got it, leave it at the door and go."

"Why leave it at the door? I still want to check on Brother Hao, the doctor said he should wake up today, I want to stay here, not leaving."

"Then wait at the door! Now, shut your mouth and don’t disturb me!"

Outside, Xue Jiarui was bewildered by Xue Xianglan’s words; what was she doing in there? Not allowing disturbances?

"Sis, what are you doing in there?"

"Shut up!"

Xue Jiarui, "..."

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head, could it be that Brother Hao was awake? Were the two of them discussing something inside?

What kind of discussion would require closing the door, with no interruptions allowed?

The more Xue Jiarui thought, the more sneaky he became, laughing with a roguish grin.

"Sis, is Brother Hao awake? I know you two have a lot to talk about, I definitely won’t disturb you, but sis, Brother Hao’s body is still a bit weak, you... take it easy on him, take care of his body."

The two inside heard Xue Jiarui’s words and were speechless, especially after discerning the inexplicable meaning in his words, wanting even more to go out and beat him up.

What nonsense is he spouting? What garbage is in his brain!

Xue Xianglan gritted her teeth and spoke, "Put your improper thoughts away, or else I’ll turn you into a eunuch if you don’t zip it up!"

Thus, Xue Jiarui really did shut his mouth outside, but his wicked thoughts didn’t stop, the grin on his face getting wider.

He placed the breakfast at the door, turned around, in a good mood, to check on Old Sir Tang.

When he saw Young Master Tang in Old Sir Tang’s room, he was very surprised.

"That’s rare, Young Master Tang not going to work?"

Tang Yuxiu glanced at him indifferently, as if saying: What’s it to you?

Xue Jiarui rubbed his nose, Tang Mubei asked him, "What brings you so leisurely here? Is Ah Hao awake?"

"He’s awake, but my sister and Brother Hao are having a deep conversation, they won’t let me disturb them."