Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (59)

That evening, Zhang Ruohan woke up.

He had been staring blankly for quite a while after opening his eyes.

Su Qiao was sitting by the table near the window, eating fruit with a fork. She turned her head toward him. "You're awake?"

Zhang Ruohan mechanically turned toward her and stared fixedly at Su Qiao's flawless face.

Only after looking at her for a long time did he rasp, "You... you're Su Qiao."

Although his entire body had been convulsing from the pain at the time, he had not forgotten that beautiful, delicate face that had suddenly appeared before him, nor those familiar yet strange eyes.

Su Qiao stuffed a slice of apple into her mouth and shot him a mocking sideways glance.

"So this is your so-called true love? This is the beloved person you were willing to give up everything to obtain?"

"Heh. How noble."

Instinct was the mirror that revealed a person's true character.

When he had dragged her over to shield Lin Qiuchi from the bullets, Lin Qiuchi had barely hesitated before pulling him over and pushing him in front of herself.

Actually, those people's target had been Zhang Jingyu. It just so happened that Lin Qiuchi had been standing face-to-face with him on the same side.

Under those circumstances, the first person Zhang Ruohan had thought of was Lin Qiuchi, not his elder brother. Clearly, he was cold-blooded too.

"Qiu..." Zhang Ruohan opened his mouth, only to realize that he did not know what to say.

Thinking back to what had happened, he felt so ashamed that he wished the earth would swallow him up, yet his heart also ached unbearably.

Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "She's doing just fine. Aside from feeling too guilty to come see you, she's fine. You should worry