Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (30)

Feng Yunan frowned.

No one had ever been distracted when facing him.

"Huh? What did you say, Mr. Feng?"

Qiao Ruoxi was confused.

It was Qin Xuming who had called her just now. She did not want to answer the call, so she turned on the silent mode.

Look, this woman was simply looking down on him.

"You look terrible in this dress. Coupled with your sad face, it makes me sick."

After saying this, Feng Yunan threw his napkin on the floor, stood up from his seat, and strode away.

Qiao Ruoxi was speechless.

She looked down at her hospital gown. It was specially prepared for her by the hospital.

It was made of real silk and had a pale blue camellia pattern on the white base. It looked fresh and elegant. The nurses praised her for wearing it.

'Why does he find it so disgusting?'

'Besides, even if it's ugly, it's still provided by your hospital.'