Chapter 289 — Neither You Nor Me
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Rather awkwardly, Wei Zhao navigated to the image menu, about to change the wallpaper. But it would have been better if he hadn't gone in—because once he did, Kang Xiaofeng's eyes went even wider!
There was more than one photo of Shen Yushu in there. And not just Shen Yushu—Gu Mengyao too! All casual shots: eating together, shopping, selfies at home...
Wei Zhao broke into a cold sweat, snapped the phone shut, and stuffed it into his pocket. He glanced awkwardly at Kang Xiaofeng—whose face had turned to sheer astonishment!
Now he did not even believe the phone belonged to Wei Zhao! To say nothing of the fact that its color was plainly meant for a girl, those photos alone proved beyond doubt that it was not Wei Zhao's.
There was no way Wei Zhao could have so many pictures of Guan Mengyao and Shen Yushu. They were not the sort of revealing private shots one kept hidden away, but they were still intimate glimpses of daily life. How had Wei Zhao gotten his hands on them?
But if the phone was not Wei Zhao's, then whose was it?
Kang Xiaofeng, however, was clearly not the sort to lose his head over things. Though doubts swarmed in his mind, he could only bury them for the moment; once spoken aloud, they would surely make Tang Zhi misunderstand.
The taxi pulled up at the entrance to the hospital's inpatient wing. Wei Zhao paid the ten-yuan fare and got out.
"Wei Zhao? Is that you?" A voice, sweet and bright with pleasant surprise, sounded behind him.
Wei Zhao turned around and saw Guan Xin. "It's you! Ha, what a coincidence!"
"Yes! Wei Zhao, have you come to visit your friend? I happen to be on my way to give her an injection. Let's go up together!" Guan Xin was visibly delighted to see him.
These past few days she had been drifting around the inpatient wing on one pretext or another, though she herself could not have said why—perhaps simply for the chance to run into Wei Zhao. She had volunteered to take charge of the injections for this ward, and had come to know Liu Xinlan, Kang Xiaofeng, and Tang Zhi well enough by sight.
Only the prettiest of them, the girl Tang Zhi, though she smiled when she looked at Guan Xin, carried a flicker of wariness and hostility in her eyes... Guan Xin understood perfectly well why she reacted that way: the girl was afraid she had come to steal her boyfriend.
In truth, Guan Xin had no real desire to compete with Tang Zhi for anything. She was not even certain of her own feelings; all she had was a gratitude toward Wei Zhao that rose from the bottom of her heart—she simply wanted to see more of him, to talk with him. As for anything beyond that, she had not yet allowed herself to think.
Tang Zhi pursed her lips, her face a little pale. Liu Xinlan noticed the shift in her expression at once, squeezed her hand, and whispered, "What, afraid she's come to steal your man?"
Tang Zhi shook her head slightly. "What's so good about him? Does he think everyone's in love with him? Let her steal him—that'd save me from him taking advantage of me..."