Chapter 1369 You Pledge Yourself to Me
She didn't even know whether Shi Hanchu liked Jiang Mingzhu's appearance or her person!
If it was her, then why did he feel it and not be moved at all when she was such a big person standing in front of Shi Hanchu? !
Shi Hanchu had no expression on his face and just sat there looking directly at Sumanman.
Sumanman nodded inexplicably and smiled softly: "I understand, you can go."
Shi Hanchu frowned slightly, feeling that Sumanman, who was smiling, was in something wrong.
"I'll stay tonight..." Shi Hanchu was determined.
"Okay!" Su Manman tilted her head, with a light and cool smile on her face, as vague as a wisp of smoke, "However, we are all public figures. If someone else takes a photo... we won't be able to tell the difference then. "It has nothing to do with insulting your status as an actor."
Shi Hanchu pursed his thin lips.
Before Shi Hanchu could say anything, Sumanman kicked Shi Hanchu's leg with her white feet: "Give me a moment...the patient needs to rest!"
Shi Hanchu sat on the coffee table, his long legs almost occupying the entire gap between the coffee table and the single sofa seat, surrounding Su Manman in the middle, his posture was a bit ambiguous.
Shi Hanchu stood up, moved out of the way, and watched Sumanman climb onto the hospital bed...
The small hospital gown was a little dangling on her body, which showed that Su Manman was very thin.
Sumanman sat back on the bed, opened the mobile game, and played an unknown number of games.
After a long time, when she saw Shi Hanchu taking off his coat and preparing to lie down on the sofa to spend the night, she said, "Hey, Shi Hanchu..."
When Shi Hanchu turned around, he saw Su Manman put down her phone and smiled artificially: "You are... Jiang Mingzhu's best friend, so you are guarding me here because you are afraid that Jiang Mingzhu will be uneasy, right?!"
Shi Hanchu shook his coat: "Yes..."
"To redress her grievances and let her die in peace, such a great kindness...can't we just pay it off?!" Sumanman said.
Shi Hanchu put down his coat, sat on the sofa, and asked Sumanman, "Then how do you want to return it?!"
"Get married! You commit yourself to me..." Sumanman raised the corners of her lips slightly as she spoke, with a coquettish smile. "I'm not trying to force anything to happen between you and me. We are both very busy. Let's give it two years! In this year, I won’t have to go on blind dates with various handsome men introduced by my family..."
Shi Hanchu stared at Su Manman for a while and then said: "This won't work, go to sleep... Think about what you want again, and I will try my best to satisfy you!"
Seeing that Shi Hanchu was already lying down, he covered himself with his coat...
Shi Hanchu was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and the sofa was obviously not long enough for him.
Su Manman clutched her phone tightly and said with a smile: "Why... Jiang Mingzhu is dead, and Shi Hanchu, the Best Actor, really plans to keep her honor for the rest of his life?!"
Shi Hanchu said nothing, Sumanman just looked at Shi Hanchu calmly and indifferently, and finally turned off the light and lay down.
The curtains were not drawn, and Sumanman lay at a perfect angle to see the bright moonlight tonight.
The condensed white light was the same as Sumanman's mood at this time.
Early the next morning, when Sumanman woke up, Shi Hanchu was gone.
Under the thermos bucket on the coffee table, there is a note...
Su Manman recognized the handwriting, it belonged to Shi Hanchu!
Like iron paintings and silver hooks, the handwriting is very sonorous and powerful.
Shi Hanchu said that this was Sumanman's breakfast, and told Sumanman to drink the medicinal soup.
Su Manman was sitting on the sofa, crumpling the paper ball into a ball and holding it in her hand, looking at the thermos bucket without saying a word...
It wasn't until Mrs. Fu came and asked the maid to bring her breakfast that she discovered a thermos bucket on the coffee table.
"What is this?! Who will bring you breakfast?!" Old Mrs. Fu asked.
"No..." Sumanman stood up with a smile, put her arms around her grandma's shoulders, and looked at the table of side dishes, "Wow, there are so many...I can't even taste them. Grandma, you won't let me prepare these. Eat more food! I want to control my weight..."
"I know, I know! You stinky girl! I know you love beauty, so hurry up and eat! These are the side dishes pickled by Mrs. Luo herself." When Mrs. Fu spoke, her eyes were full of love for her granddaughter.
Mrs. Fu was serving Sumanman dishes while saying, "You only know what's the use of loving beauty. If you don't want to have a boyfriend, you let me, an old man, worry about it all day long!"
"Then grandma, you should arrange for me a handsome man that I like!" Sumanman looked up at her grandma with a smile, "Look at you, as I was introduced to you a few months ago, your academic qualifications and family background are quite good. Not bad, but it’s also a bit ugly..."
"Let's go, let's go... What are you talking about! Why is it so ugly! The second son of the Du family has good features and looks like an honest boy without so many tricks! Grandma doesn't have high requirements for your husband, as long as she wants you That's fine! Don't be too demanding about your appearance!" Mrs. Fu advised her earnestly.
"How can you not ask for too much! Look at how beautiful our grandma is... and she gave birth to me so beautifully, then my next generation must be even more beautiful! If I find an ugly person and give birth to a son who looks like my mother, Well, if you give birth to a daughter, grandma, think about it... how ugly she would be like the second young master of the Du family! Tsk tsk tsk... I get goosebumps all over my body just thinking about it!
With that said, Sumanman picked up the porridge bowl and took a sip.
Mrs. Fu really thought about what Su Manman said. If a little girl grows up to look like the second son of the Du family, it would be really...shuddering.
Su Manman picked up the small silver chopsticks, picked up a piece of pickled radish and put it in her mouth, frowning: "Grandma... this is the salt seller who was beaten to death! It's so salty!"
Su Manman quickly reached out to get the water cup to drink water and rinse her mouth...
"Is it salty?!" Old Mrs. Fu also picked up a piece of pickled radish and tasted it, frowning, and hurriedly took out a tissue to spit it out, "Why is it so salty!"
Just about to throw away the tissue wrapped in the pickled radish, Old Mrs. Fu was stunned: "Manman... what did you say just now?! Is it salty?!"
"Salty!" Su Manman frowned.
"Manman... can you taste it?!" Old Mrs. Fu's eyes lit up.
Su Manman showed her acting skills at the level of a movie queen: "It seems... it seems to be!"
"Doctor! Go call a doctor!" Old Mrs. Fu hurriedly turned back and shouted to the servant.
Soon, doctors came in droves. They were relieved to know that Su Manman's sense of taste had been restored...
They smiled and congratulated Mrs. Fu, saying that Su Manman's temporary loss of sense of taste was probably related to the impact on her brain, and now that she had recovered, she was fine. If Mrs. Fu still wanted to take her home to recuperate, it was not impossible!
But Mrs. Fu insisted that Su Manman stay in the hospital, fearing that Su Manman would lose her sense of taste again if she was not careful...