Sweetheart V5: Boss Pampers Me Too Much!

She looked down at the syringe needle that was still lodged in the back of her hand.

Withstanding the pain, she pulled out the needle, which was immediately followed by a spurt of blood, as though a tiny fountain had been unleashed.

Jing Yiren cried out in alarm: "Ah! It's bleeding!"

At the same time, all the nurses in the room were shocked! Who would do such a foolish thing?

The nurse who had just been pushed aside by Yiren rushed over to press a cotton ball onto her wound, patching it up with some adhesive tape.

"Miss Jing! You've been unconscious for 7 days now, you have to take the nutritious injections. Now that you're awake, would you like to eat something?"

Jing Yiren keenly eyed the cruel woman who'd been injecting her; Eat? So she could be poisoned to death again?

She had thought she was dead before, but realizing that she could feel pain meant she was alive. How could she let them poison her to death a second time?

Feigning an arrogant princess-like demeanor, she disdainfully looked down at these women: "No! I'm not hungry!"

'Gurgle gurgle gurgle~~~~~~' Her defiance was interrupted by the rumbling sounds in her stomach.

"…" The nurses held back their laughter.

When would Miss Jing yield? If she wasn't trying to kill herself, was she planning to starve herself to death?

Just at this moment, the door to the ward was rudely pushed open.

The nurses cut their laughter immediately, put on a serious face, and greeted together: "Mr. Lu!"

Lu Ming walked quickly towards the sickbed. He threw a document onto Jing Yiren's lap. "Sign it."

Seeing this man walk in, Jing Yiren's breath hitched in her throat, she didn't dare to breathe. The once fresh air in the room suddenly felt suffocating.

The air was filled with this familiar masculine scent.

Jing Yiren stared fixedly at the man with fear in her eyes.

When he tossed a stack of papers in front of her, her petite frame trembled involuntarily and she instinctively drew back.

Her previously haughty demeanor vanished suddenly.

What was this emperor-like man doing here?

Was he going to try and kill her again? Had he gone berserk because he failed to poison her?

Why did he want her to sign? What was she supposed to sign?

Jing Yiren had numerous questions running through her head. She was puzzled by the unfamiliar clothes and hairstyle of this man, even though his unyielding and cold sovereign aura remained.

After several seconds of stupefaction, Jing Yiren's gaze slowly fell onto the stack of papers, she saw several big characters on the cover.

Divorce Agreement!

What did it mean?

Although the characters were written in simplified form, she recognized them, even though it's not his usual handwriting.

She absentmindedly flipped through the pages, comprehending its content thanks to her quick reading skills, she guessed what it was about.

It was a divorce letter.

Considering he had thousands of women in his harem, who was he divorcing?

When she saw her name, Jing Yiren, occasionally appearing in the text, her face froze and she stared blankly.

When did she become his wife?

She looked at Lu Ming and asked: "Uncle! When did I get married? I'm still a spinster!"

At her calling him 'uncle', Lu Ming's face darkened instantly. Behind him, Li Tong couldn't help but burst into laughter.

A nurse on the side hurriedly explained: "Mr. Lu! Miss Jing just regained consciousness, she may be a bit disoriented."

"..." Would someone disoriented mistake her husband for an uncle? Did he look that old?

"Jing Yiren! I don't care whether you're suicidal or just pretending to be crazy, you're divorcing, whether you want it or not!"

Jing Yiren's small body trembled again at Lu Ming's roar.