Mo Junhao looked at the loneliness reflected in her slender back, and his heart tightened slightly.

Seeing that she was really tired, Mo Junhao didn't insist on asking any more. He stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over and covered her. After giving her a worried look, he got up and walked out of the ward, his walking voice subconsciously lowered.

Much lighter.

The door to the ward was quietly closed, but Mo Junhao did not leave. Recalling Han Zhiqing's slightly desperate eyes in the CEO's office, his heart ached slightly.

Shouldn't he...should interfere with her and destroy the Han family?

Does he... really not understand her at all? Can she really be happy if the Han family is destroyed?

It was still raining heavily outside the hospital. He paced outside, picked up the phone, and dialed Hogo's number——

"I want all the information about Han Zhiqing's stay in London three years ago."

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"Mr. Han, what's going on? How could you be so careless?"

In the ward, Yao Xuefei stood in front of Han Zhiqing nervously, frowned and asked.

In her impression, her cold boss had always been a calm and collected person. How could he be so careless as to cause such a big car accident? Fortunately, she was fine, otherwise, a certain boy might have gone crazy.

Compared to her nervousness, Han Zhiqing seemed a lot more meaningless. She looked at Yao Xuefei, shrugged her shoulders casually and said, "Isn't everything okay now?"

She glanced at the arm that had just been treated with medicine and said to Yao Xuefei.

Suddenly I felt a little funny in my heart. As the director of DKS, it seemed that her popularity was not too bad. In addition to the meddlesome CEO, her assistant also came to see her.

As for everyone else…

Han Zhiqing thought for a while, shook her head, and didn't think any more.

Seeing Han Zhiqing reaching out to pour water, Yao Xuefei immediately stepped forward to stop her, "I'll do it, Mr. Han."

Han Zhiqing did not insist. When facing Yao Xuefei, she seemed relatively comfortable.

"By the way, Mr. Han, where are your family? Why didn't you see them here?"

Yao Xuefei asked a bit casually, but Han Zhiqing's originally relaxed expression suddenly changed a little at this time, and her eyes dimmed.

At the same time, when Yao Xuefei asked this question, Mo Junhao opened the door and walked in.

His eyes subconsciously raised, and when he touched Han Zhiqing's slightly changed expression, he frowned, looking a little annoyed at the question Yao Xuefei just asked.

Lifting her feet and walking forward, she heard Han Zhiqing say in an extremely relaxed tone, "He's dead."

These two simple words, so casual and emotionless, made Yao Xuefei pause for a moment while pouring water. Suddenly something came to her mind and she regretted the question she had just asked.

I almost forgot that Mr. Han's parents were divorced, and their relationship didn't seem to be very good. Didn't she just touch Mr. Han's sore spot by asking him this question?

No wonder Han always said that her relatives were dead. She must have hated her family members very much, right?

But she didn't know that in Han Zhiqing's heart, the only person who could be regarded as a relative was her late grandmother, and that only relative died under her eyes just three years ago.

Mo Junhao's eyes stayed on her pretending to be relaxed and meaningless smile from the moment he came in. From the beginning to the end, her face was smiling lightly, until she didn't know who she was thinking of, and inadvertently
Chapter completed!