Just a second before the doctor could expose that he was faking unconsciousness, the noble, fierce, and indomitable man rapidly came to his senses.
He sat up in bed, his golden eyes fixed on Yu Lan, his expression composed.
But if Yu Lan had looked closely, she would have discovered that beneath the man's forced composure was a whirlwind of panic.
At that moment, as Huo Zhanting opened his eyes, the three men in the hospital room stared at each other. It was as if sparks were crackling between them.
Huo Zhanting's gaze swept coolly over Shen Zueran and Su Xingye, who stood beside the hospital bed, his face maintaining the proud and lofty air unique to a chosen one.
'Hah!'
'So you're the two who have been so shamelessly seducing Lanlan.'
It didn't matter.
He was the main husband; he could tolerate it.
