林薇推开病房门的时候，calculate Contributions to her mind were already terribly complicated. calculate Contributions to the mind of the cold-faced boss lying on the hospital bed were like traversing a minefield filled with landmines at every turn. calculate Contributions to faced boss's every move were watched by many pairs of eyes, and any slight mistake might cause an earth-shattering blow to her planned departure.

Lu Lanqun, the cold-faced boss, lay on the hospital bed, his handsome face even colder than usual, as if ice had carved it. His eyes, deep and unfathomable, swept across the face of the young woman who had just entered the room, his gaze like a sharp knife, meticulously examining her every detail, as if he could see through her pretense at a glance.

"Who are you?" The question was abrupt and unambiguous, like a thunderbolt sudden. It landed in the heart of the person who had just walked in, making her heart jump, not because she was frightened, but because she knew that the time had come for the performance to begin.