Isn't Running a Street Stall Better Than Being a CEO?
Chu Jingchen thought for a moment and was just about to pick up the gloves when Gu Hualei had already opened his eyes groggily.
What a pity.
A trace of regret flashed through Chu Jingchen's eyes, and he abandoned his original idea.
"You..." Gu Hualei blinked weakly, his eyes still dazed.
"Awake?" Chu Jingchen imagined what Gu Hualei would look like when he saw his own face after waking up. Suddenly, he no longer felt there was anything to regret.
A very obvious smile spread across his face. He looked at Gu Hualei as if he were watching a clown. "I came to see you about something today, but it looks like you're very busy. I'll leave first."
As he spoke, he made a show of leaving. By then, Gu Hualei had completely woken up, especially after seeing Chu Jingchen's face. He immediately remembered what had happened earlier.
"Chu... Chu Jingchen, you... don't go..."
He struggled with all his might, trying to sit up on the operating table, but his hands and feet were tied down. On top of that, the anesthetic in his body had not been fully metabolized, so he couldn't sit up at all.
Chu Jingchen turned around and said seriously, "In your current state, you'd better take care of yourself first. We can discuss our business anytime."
"No... Don't go. Explain... explain everything..." Gu Hualei still hadn't realized what had happened to his face. When he thought about how he had become Chu Jingchen's substitute, the feeling of being deceived, betrayed, and cuckolded made a raging fire ignite in his heart.
Although Chu Jingchen didn't really understand what had happened, he was happy to watch Gu Hualei make a fool of himself. He raised his brows