Possessive & Addicted: The CEO Could Never Let Her Go

"Mu Anhan, if you weren’t my sister, I wouldn’t bother with you!" The girl he cherished deeply ended up caring only for another man!

Mu Anye was on the verge of going crazy!

Pei Zhe’s lips were bloodied, and he gave a bitter smile, "She might have upset the fetus. You should take her for a check-up immediately."

"I want to watch this lunatic!" Mu Anye pointed at Gu Xiaozhan.

Pei Zhe reached out and picked up Mu Anhan, "The child is more important!"

Though Mu Anhan didn’t want him to carry her, he was truly a gentleman. If she were as stubborn as Gu Xiaozhan, she would hurt someone who genuinely wanted to help her.

The stretcher quickly came over.

Pei Zhe placed her on the stretcher, "Call for an obstetrician!"

Before following them, he glanced at Mu Anye.

"Go keep my infatuated sister company!" Mu Anye waved dismissively.

Pei Zhe nodded and went along.

Mu Anye sent a message: [Ready.]

Soon, several men in white coats carried Gu Xiaozhan onto a stretcher and brought him into the secretly modified underground operating room.

...

Mr. Lu’s hospital room.

Miao Feishuang and Lu Yuhao were both with him, but he hadn’t woken up yet.

"You should go rest; I’ll stay with Dad." Lu Yuhao glanced at her.

Miao Feishuang nodded, "Okay, I’ll go see if Han Han has left."

After she stepped out, she saw several experienced doctors from obstetrics running towards the emergency room.

"What’s going on?" She grabbed a doctor to ask.

"The President has asked us to save someone," an older female doctor said.

"Do you know who it is?" Miao Feishuang asked worriedly.

"I heard it’s Mrs. Gu..."

Miao Feishuang quickly ran over and saw Mu Anhan being taken to the emergency room.

Pei Zhe stood outside the door, with blood still unaddressed on his lips and his usually neat hair in disarray.

"How’s Han Han?" Miao Feishuang asked in shock.

"Her stomach hurts," Pei Zhe said simply.

Miao Feishuang clasped her hands together, "They must be safe, both mother and child!"

After praying for a moment, she looked at Pei Zhe, "I’ll get a nurse to tend to your wound."

Pei Zhe said nothing, and Miao Feishuang walked away.

After Miao Feishuang called a nurse, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Yuhao..."

"I told you to rest, not go see your old flame," Lu Yuhao’s eyes were cold as ice.

Miao Feishuang stared at him, "Stop falsely accusing me. There was never anything between us, so how can he be an old flame? If breathing and talking under the same sky become a sin, then you’re being unreasonable."

Previously, Miao Feishuang indeed thought of Pei Zhe and felt guilty.

But now, she harbored no romantic feelings for Pei Zhe. Even an encounter was aboveboard, so why should she bear Lu Yuhao’s baseless accusations?

Lu Yuhao was furious. He clearly saw her standing beside Pei Zhe!

And now she was scolding him, so self-righteously!

As Miao Feishuang tried to leave, Lu Yuhao reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pinned it against the wall, oblivious to the doctors, nurses, and patients passing by.

"Vice Marshal Lu, can you be mindful of the impression you’re making?" Miao Feishuang glared at him, "Can you keep up your image?"

"Who in this hospital doesn’t know you’re my wife?" Lu Yuhao snorted, "What impression do I need to maintain? What image should I preserve?"