You Are My Unforgettable Love

Don’t leave…

To whom was he referring?

What was he dreaming about? His first love?

Qiao Lian bit her lips and tried again. His grip was tight and she could not shake it off.

She suddenly felt her anger rising. This man took being overbearing to the extreme.

But she immediately started finding it funny. Why was she getting so serious and angry about a sick man?

She sat back down by the bed, letting him grab her hand.

Song Yuanxi had left, so it was only the two of them in the room.

Qiao Lian sat there in the quietness, looking at Shen Liangchuan.

After a while, she heard a sound coming from outside the door.

She turned around and saw Song Cheng entering.

Looking surprised to see her, Song Cheng quickly explained, “Mr Shen instructed me before he dozed off not to let you know about this. He didn’t want you to worry.”

Hence, he had called Song Yuanxi to come over instead.

Qiao Lian nodded to show she understood.

Song Cheng looked at her expression and then fixed his gaze on the sick man lying on the bed.

Shen Liangchuan had always been quite strong and had rarely fallen sick all these years. But this time… Song Cheng was rather certain that there was something not quite right between Mr Shen and Ms Qiao.

But what could have gone wrong between them?

He tried to recall the details. It seemed that… things had started to go wrong from the time Mr Shen had taken her out to a hot pot restaurant?

Song Cheng gave a slight cough. “Ms Qiao, do you dislike hotpot?”

The question took Qiao Lian by surprise. “What?”

Song Cheng muttered to himself, “I’ve said this before, Mr Shen has no idea how to make a girl happy. Even if he had wanted to buy you a meal, it should not have been hotpot!”

Then he quickly added, “But Mr Shen has a thing for you, for sure. That day he asked me to book the entire hot pot restaurant and went to look for you at four in the afternoon. Although he didn’t turn up before eight… and even if you don’t like hot pot, you did appreciate the roses that were delivered to you, right?”

Qiao Lian was confused about what Song Cheng was saying. “Roses? What roses? And hot pot?”

Song Cheng, being extremely nosey, replied, “A few days ago. Mr Shen was in a bad mood and disappeared for the day! Did you two have an argument?”

Qiao Lian was flabbergasted.

She looked at Song Cheng with astonishment, trying to put the pieces together. Suddenly it all started to make sense.

The day she had stolen the agreement, she had received a text from him asking what she was doing and that he was driving her home…

But she had told him she would leave at eight in the evening.

Had he been waiting for her downstairs all that time?

Then she also recalled that the day she packed her belongings and left, she had noticed crushed roses in the living room… At that time she hadn’t cared. But now, she started wondering whether those roses had been for her?

Surprise flashed across her face but quickly, a sense of uncertainty deep within her took over.

She turned and looked at the man lying on the bed, completely perplexed.

She was now a tangled mess of emotions.

He obviously did not like her, so why was he being so nice to her?

Biting her lip, she instantly felt warmth on her heart, wounded time and again by him.

Seeing that she had stubbornly remained silent, Song Cheng did not probe any further, but made a remark, “Mr Shen cares about you a lot. In all the years that I’ve worked for him, I’ve never seen him being so attentive to any other woman.”

Just as Song Cheng finished saying this, Shen Liangchuan stirred on the bed.

He seemed to be dreaming as he abruptly called out, “Xiao Qiao, why do you treat me this way?”