161 A MAN OF WORD PART 9 (1/2)

”Ow! It hurts like hell!” Louis cried out in pain.

”What are you crying for? It's not like you have lost your left cheek. Stop being a crybaby. We will take you to the hospital,” Xue Lin was thoroughly annoyed by Louis.

Just how old is he? Crying like a baby as if his face fell apart.

Ge Chen was driving his car and Xue Lin was sitting beside him. Louis was in the backseat.

”Even if I'm grown up, I still feel pain,” Louis complained with a sore heart.

Xue Lin asked him, ”So if you cry, will your pain go away?”

Louis couldn't answer her and sealed his lips.

Finally able to get some peace, Xue Lin was satisfied. She looked at Ge Chen in excitement and asked, ”My husband, what do you think of my new look? Am I handsome?”

She was, in fact, in a super good mood. It was almost like she went back to her high school days.

Ge Chen's lips slightly stretched. He asked her back, ”Didn't I see you before you left home? Why are you asking me now?”

”Can't you see? It's because I'm in a good mood,” Xue Lin replied with a glint in her eyes. ”So, how much do you like it?”

'You won't call me handsome and you want me to tell you that you are handsome,' Ge Chen internally sighed and answered her with a doting tone, ”Mm, you look handsome.”

Xue Lin leaned against the seat and smirked. She said with pride, ”I know that I'm handsome.”

Ge Chen: ”…”

Louis: ”…”

They arrived at the hospital and let the doctor check Louis' face. The doctor examined his face and said, ”It's a minor injury. It will heal after putting on some ice and using an ointment. However, I'm afraid that the mark will be on his face for a week.”

”What?!” Louis exclaimed. 'How am I going to seduce women with such an ugly face?' he looked at his face through the mirror and felt like smashing Alex's face. He cursed him in his mind, 'That b***ard! If it wasn't for his life on the line, I wouldn't have had to throw myself. Because of his hot headed attitude, I'm about to lose ten percent share! I cannot take this. Even if I sell that jerk, I won't be able to get back the money of ten percent share.' The more he thought about it, the more he became anxious.

He suddenly grabbed the doctor's hand and asked in a concerned voice, ”What about the swollen part? If this reduces, I can at least cover the mark with a concealer.”