Mr. CEO Loves The Devilish Beauty

There was a time when Xu Mey felt like her pain changed her. It made her stronger. But now, there was another kind of pain inside of her. And this time... This pain was hurting her.

"What is wrong with her doctor?" The anxious voice of Xu Cheng rang inside the room.

From the moment, Xiamu brought Xu Mey back to her own room, she was crying. Even in her slumber of darkness, tears had been falling down constantly. It made Xu Cheng’s worry heightened.

The senior doctor shook his head and sighed. "Mr. Xu, we can’t be too sure. But... It seems like a mental breakdown. I told you to keep her happy. Now, it’s better if someone stays with her at all times. In this condition, patients usually resort to suicide."

Xu Cheng’s heart shook and his eyes widened. He couldn’t let anything happen to his daughter. Xu Cheng felt dizzy and didn’t focus on the rest of the things that the doctor said. As the doctors left, Xiamu saw Xu Cheng losing his footing, he sprinted to his side and held his arm to support.

"I think you should rest for a while. You haven’t been sleeping well." Xiamu helped Xu Cheng to the leather couch.

"It’s okay. I need to stay with her. She needs me." Xu Cheng’s voice was like that of an emotionally drained person. He tried to smile at Xiamu and went on, "Thank you, young man! I don’t know... For how many things I’ll have to say thank you. But it means a lot that you’re here."

’She needs a mother as well, dad. But that mother has gone M.I.A. I can’t even reach her for weeks now.’ Xiamu was fuming inside but he didn’t let it show. "Then add one more thank you to the list. Take some rest while I’ll stay right here with her. She’s like an elder sister to me."

Xu Cheng wanted to refute but didn’t have words to do so. At last, he decided to get some rest.

In the spacious room, Xiamu held up tissue to wipe Xu Mey’s tears which seemed like never-ending. And that’s when he heard her soft murmur, "You have become my reason to live... Can’t you survive for my sake?"

Xiamu’s heart broke just seeing the sadness on his sister’s face. He really couldn’t fathom what she was going through.

It was almost middle of the night when Xiamu felt sleep getting to him. He barely had nodded off for a few minutes before he felt someone’s hand stroking his head.

He opened his eyes and blinked several times just to make sure that it was indeed Xu Mey’s hand that had been caressing his hair.

"Why are you awake? Go back to sleep. You look damn tired." The somber look on her face was disturbing for Xiamu for some reason.

"No, it’s alright. I’ll keep you company." He straightened up and blinked his sleep away.

Feeling her burning gaze on his face, Xiamu fidgeted like a kid who had been caught doing something wrong. He averted his eyes away, looking anywhere but her.

After a moment of silence, he heard her soft voice again, "Why did you call me sister?" Xiamu’s eyes went round and his head snapped back to her with a look of disbelief. Before he could deny it, she went on, "Don’t try to find an excuse. I heard your voice clearly before losing my alertness."

"Now, that we are at this topic... You actually look at my dad very differently as if you have something to say but you’re afraid of something." Xiamu was stuck. He didn’t know what to say. Or how to say it. Was he supposed to tell her who he was? He definitely didn’t think that the hospital was a place to talk about their own relationships.

While he was pressing his lips together, looking for an answer, they heard a commotion and the door was slid open. Li Qiao’s familiar face popped inside as he announced, "Little Mey, Jie is awake."

That one sentence froze Xu Mey to her spot. She looked at Li Qiao disbelievingly but also earnestly. How was she supposed to react? Her happiness was too much for her as she couldn’t even find words to say out.

Meanwhile, in the room beside hers...

"Is it hurting somewhere?"

"Do you need water?"

"Are you comfortable?"

"Tell us what you want?"

One by one, several questions were thrown at Jie who was sitting up with the support of bed pillows. He looked at the face of his parents, Ye Jun, He Jian, Azalea, his uncle, and aunt. Everyone seemed like relief had finally washed down on them.

"We shouldn’t tire him with all the talk." Zhu Chen suggested even though, Jie had yet to say a single word. From the moment, he opened his eyes he had been just staring at everyone with interest.

"Yeah, we shouldn’t disturb him at all." He Susu nodded in agreement but still bent down to give Jie a light hug saying, "You scared the hell out of mom this time." She sniffled a little, trying hard to not shed a single tear.

"Mom, I’m fine now. Don’t cry." Jie’s voice was hoarse, strained, slow, but it was enough to put everyone at ease. With tears in her eyes, He Susu nodded her head.

"Mom won’t cry. My son is alright now."

As they were planning on leaving him to rest, the door to his room was opened and there stood Xu Mey in her hospital gown with blood trickling down her hand again. She was staring at Jie with a sudden glow and happiness in her eyes. But he was frowning at the blood that trickled down slowly. Her bare feet touched the cold marble but she didn’t care. She ran up to Jie’s side and stood rooted.

Not saying anything... Not moving at all... Just staring at his handsome profile.

Although his brown eyes looked frosty, she didn’t care. All that mattered was that he was now awake and fine.

Jie looked at her impassively. Just as she lifted her hand to touch his face to make sure she wasn’t dreaming, her hand halted in mid-air because of the words that left his mouth, "Mom, who is this young lady?"