Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

Chapter 221 Catching Adultery in the Act?

But Ye Rao still put her hand down, turned around, picked up her Hermes bag, and walked out the door.

"Hmph, you've made me sound old! Just wait until you recover, then I'll deal with you."

An Ying blinked and made a waving goodbye gesture.

A little while later, the caregiver informed her: "Miss Ye has left. I saw her call a car and head towards the high-speed rail station."

An Ying helped herself up from the bed.

During her hospital stay, she has become very adept at using a wheelchair.

She rolled her wheelchair out of the ward.

The caregiver reached out to stop her.

"Miss An, your friend just told me not to let you go out..."

An Ying raised an eyebrow: "Who pays your salary?"

The caregiver hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Fu... that Secretary Chen next to him."

An Ying: "Who gave Secretary Chen the money?"

Caregiver: "Mr. Fu?"

An Ying nodded: "Did Mr. Fu ask you to keep an eye on me and not let me leave the ward?"

Caregiver: No.

An Ying: "Mr. Fu told you to take good care of me. If I don't even have basic freedom of movement, how can you say I'm taking good care of you?"

Caregiver: "........."

An Ying: "Then shouldn't you let me out?"

The caregiver was confused by An Ying's actions.

Unable to persuade her otherwise, she had no choice but to hold the wheelchair and push An Ying out.

"Miss An, where are you going?"

An Ying: "Downstairs, Fu Yushi's ward."

The caregiver didn't understand, but she did as she was told.

The Mr. Fu who paid the bill seemed to care a lot about her, the patient.

On the very first day that An Ying woke up in the hospital, the caregiver's gaze towards the two of them was unusual.

But after all these days, apart from paying on time every day, Mr. Fu has never shown up again.

The patient's condition is gradually improving.

Is she going to see another handsome guy surnamed Fu?

Could it be that Miss An has someone else in her heart?

Young people these days are really chaotic.

The caregiver pushed An Ying to the VIP ward downstairs.

At the entrance of the ward, Fu Yushi's caregiver was dozing off on a bench.

An Ying moved closer and patted the caregiver's arm.

"Auntie, how is Fu Yushi? Doesn't he need any care? Why are you dozing off here?"

The caregiver immediately became very nervous.

"Young...Young Master, he...um..."

An Ying asked warily, "What's wrong with him?"

The caregiver stammered, "Young Master just took his medicine and fell asleep. A beautiful woman is coming to see him, and she asked me to wait at the door and not disturb them, so..."

Beauty?

An Ying stretched her neck and reached out to get a good amount.

Through the glass window of the ward.

Suddenly, a beautiful woman with long, wavy hair leaned down and kissed Fu Yushi's sleeping cheek.

The caregiver behind An Ying blushed, feeling a pang of worry for her.

This is... catching someone in the act?

Didn't see it!

She now thinks that Mr. Fu, who paid the bill, is quite nice!

Young, handsome guys are useless; all they know how to do is attract women!

What's wrong with young people these days?!

The caregiver reached out to push the wheelchair away.

An Ying locked the wheelchair latches.

The wheelchair was stuck in the best spot to watch the kissing scene in the hospital ward.

The caregiver said worriedly, "Miss An, this will delay your recovery."

An Ying shook her head: "No, thank you. You and this aunt can stand guard at the door together."

The caregiver sat down with a worried look on her face, and the two caregivers stared at each other.

An Ying pushed the door open and entered.

The long-haired beauty was startled by the noise.

She hurriedly looked down and pulled at her mask, trying to cover her face.

An Ying closed the door behind her.

She sat in her wheelchair, arms crossed, staring intently at the woman's long, drooping hair.

"Huo Ying, stop blocking me, I see you."

Huo Ying turned her face stiffly.

She smiled awkwardly.

"I was just checking Fu Yu's wound. I... I didn't do anything strange. You... you don't misunderstand."

An Ying found it funny.

"Huo Ying, Fu Yushi's wound is on his arm, not on his face."

Huo Ying's face flushed red.

An Ying's mind kept replaying the details of the day she was kidnapped.

Perhaps the kidnapping was just too terrifying.

She didn't even realize what Huo Ying was thinking.

Her mind might not have been on Fu Chengli at all.