Lin Che said, "It doesn't matter. This is just a small injury."
Gu Jingze's face darkened. "You almost died. It isn't a small injury."
Lin Che said nonchalantly, "I almost died because I hurt a major artery. The danger of dying was just momentary. Now that the artery has been repaired, everything else is fine. There aren't any major organs in the thigh anyway."
Gu Jingze's eyes focused on her but after a long while, he finally said in a displeased tone, "Do whatever you want. Your body is yours anyway."
When he finished speaking, Gu Jingze turned and left.
Lin Che blinked a few times, believing that nothing was amiss. She laid down and continued watching television.
The next day, Lin Che was discharged and allowed to return home.
She sat in a wheelchair which she found interesting since it was her first time sitting in such a contraption. Gu Jingze was supposed to carry her into the car. But when Lin Che saw that he was about to carry her, she said frantically, "Hey, don't move, don't move. Let me take a photo."
While saying this, she raised her arm and adjusted her position. She took a photo of her wheelchair which automatically included her hospital gown.
In front of her, Gu Jingze frowned. "Why are you taking a picture?"
Lin Che raised her head, shook it, and said, "You don't understand. Since I got hospitalized, I must pretend to be pitiful and elicit some sympathy."
Gu Jingze found it strange. What sympathy was there to elicit from such a thing?
Lin Che repeated the process a few times. However, she felt that something was not right. After thinking for a bit, she asked the butler in front to move aside.
"Your car is such a good prop. Why don't I use it?"
Gu Jingze's pupils flashed dimly. Perplexed, he watched as she changed her position. She took a photo of her wheelchair with the Porsche as the background. While using the photo application in her handphone, she said, "If I take the photo like this, it wouldn't seem too intentional but it won't prevent other people from seeing it either. Hey, Gu Jingze. You probably don't understand. It looks like I'm trying to get sympathy, but I'm actually showing off to everyone that I have a Porsche. Do you understand?"
Gu Jingze stood there speechlessly while looking at this vain woman. She added another filter to her photo again, making the photo look extremely high-quality as if it had been printed on photographic film. Thereafter, she posted it on Weibo, feeling pleased.
He noticed that what she had written on Weibo was this: "Finally discharged. These few days in the hospital have really been insufferable. I'm grateful for the help of the medical staff."
It was accompanied below by the photo of her lower body sitting in the wheelchair and the very obvious Porsche behind her.
Gu Jingze shook his head. She really had nothing better to do...
"Why did you post this?" he asked.
Lin Che raised her head. "To show off to the people on Weibo. Oh right, I'll share it on WeChat Moments too."
Only after sharing it with her friends did she let Gu Jingze carry her into the car.
She continued looking at her Weibo and her WeChat Moments when the car engine started.
Very soon after, she saw comments popping up on her Moments post.
"Why are you sitting in a wheelchair? Did you get hurt during filming?"
"You poor thing, rest well."
Lin Che said to Gu Jingze, "These people are all fools. How could they miss my car? Look at this person instead. He noticed it.
Indeed, there was a comment below stating, "Aiyo, have you found a sugar daddy? Isn't that a Porsche?"
Lin Che laughed out loud, feeling extremely proud. "You see that?"
Gu Jingze's face turned black.
Lin Che said, "Aiya, do you think that after seeing me suddenly show off like this, they'll really think that I'm a kept woman?"
Gu Jingze's face darkened even more.
He was not an old man.
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