Chapter 17 Do you suspect that I have other plans?
Ji Xiuran ignored her and carried her directly into the bathroom before putting her down.
"Can you squat down?"
Ji Xiuran spoke.
Only then did Zhao Ningchu react: "I can go out on my own."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhao Ningchu slowly sat on the toilet. Without paying attention, she directly touched the wound on her buttocks. She grimaced in pain and quickly stood up. In the end, she settled in a half-squatting position.
Ji Xiuran, who was standing at the door, heard the sound of the toilet flushing, then pushed the door open and went in. He planned to take her back to the ward, but Zhao Ningchu refused.
"No, I can do it myself. If you have work, just go and do it."
Seeing the girl resisting him so much, his face turned cold unconsciously.
“Don’t want to see me??”
When Zhao Ningchu heard this strange tone, he sighed silently, but in the end he still did not express his inner thoughts.
"It's just more than ten stitches. I can take care of myself. You can go about your business."
"You saved Xia Xia this time and promised to tell me what conditions you have. As long as they are within a reasonable range, I will satisfy you."
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to digest what Ji Xiuran said.
"Ji Xiuran, do you think I saved your niece for some other reason?"
Ji Xiuran said nothing, but it was obvious that this was what he was thinking.
Everyone in this world is selfish, and everything they do is based on their own interests?
Just like when Zhao Ning first married her, wasn't it because she wanted to control the Ji family?
Zhao Ningchu was furious, and shouted with red eyes: "You bastard!"
"You can tell me if you think about it!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
When Zhao Ningchu saw this, he quickly called out to him: "Ji Xiuran, stop!"
Ji Xiuran paused and turned to look at her: "What? Have you thought about it?"
Zhao Ningchu laughed carelessly.
"Haha, yes, since Mr. Ji said so, I'm really sorry for not asking for more than ten injections."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he frowned slightly and felt a little angry for no reason.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"You will agree to whatever I want?"
"As long as it's within reason, I will satisfy you."
Zhao Ningchu took a deep breath and grinned.
"Okay, since Mr. Ji is so happy, I won't do it anymore. What I want is a divorce. How about it? When will I go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
Following Zhao Ningchu's words, Ji Xiuran's expression gradually darkened.
Zhao Ningchu saw him purse his lips and said nothing, so she continued: "What? Can't Mr. Ji satisfy me with anything he says? That's all I ask for."
"Are you so eager to leave me?"
Zhao Ningchu shrugged indifferently: "I think about it, even in my dreams!"
"Don't even think about it, Zhao Ningchu, I said, only I can end this game."
"Why don't you keep your word? You obviously said it before, and you will agree to whatever I ask for."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ningchu heard the sound of the ward door slamming.
Zhao Ningchu stood there blankly, looking at the direction Ji Xiuran left, and said to himself: "I was injured and I didn't even get angry, but you got angry, you bastard."
Ji Xiuran came to the garage, and Su Yang was a little surprised when he saw him.
"Mr. Ji~"
While talking, he quickly opened the car door for Ji Xiuran.
After Ji Xiuran got in the car, Su Yang detoured from the front of the car to the cab. As soon as he sat down, he felt that the air pressure in the car was extremely low. He glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time to observe the mood of his big boss.
"Mr. Ji, are you going to the company?"
After Ji Xiuran hummed indifferently, the car immediately became quiet.
Su Yang started the car and drove it on the road before saying, "Mr. Ji, what you asked me to investigate last night has come to fruition."
"explain."
"Madam was hospitalized on the day you went on a business trip to country h. Her doctor said she was taken to the hospital by a kind-hearted online ride-hailing driver. She stayed in the hospital for three days before being discharged."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, his fingertips trembled slightly.
So during those three days when she was not at home, she was hospitalized alone, right?
At that time, he remembered that there was a call, but he hung up impatiently.
Why didn't she say it? As long as she explained it to herself, she wouldn't be so angry.
"Has it been found out why she was hospitalized?"
"Last week, my wife's mother passed away. The online ride-hailing driver said he picked her up at the cemetery. When the car arrived, my wife fainted.
Mr. Ji, why did your wife’s mother suddenly pass away? Also, why didn’t she tell you about her death?”
As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere in the car had become a little cold, and he couldn't help but shiver, and simply did not dare to ask any more questions.
Ji Xiuran's expression remained indifferent. He pursed his lips and looked out the window. What was he thinking?
Her mother died?
Why not say it?
Suddenly, he thought of something. He took out his mobile phone and opened the address book. There were very few call records in it. He found the call made by Zhao Ningchu at a glance.
I called last Tuesday, but I hung up on myself. Because I was on a plane, I didn't answer the call, but more often than not I didn't want to answer.
Later, after I got off the plane, I received a call again. It was important at that time, so I was a little impatient and didn't want to say anything more to her, so I hung up.
It seemed like something was about to get out of control. Thinking of this, Ji Xiuran became extremely irritable.
The car parked steadily downstairs of the company. Ji Xiuran said as he got off the car: "Send food to the hospital for lunch, and find a nurse to take care of you."
When Su Yang heard this, he couldn't help but think: It seems that he still cares about Zhao Ningchu.
Back at the company, Ji Xiuran was extremely busy. Even during lunch, the phone calls kept coming.
He had made a lot of preparations for this project, but now he was cut off halfway. He didn't know how much he had lost.
Ji Xiuran felt angry at the thought of being screwed by a small company.
When Su Yang came in, Ji Xiuran was still talking about this on the phone, so he had to stand aside and wait until Ji Xiuran hung up before speaking.
"Mr. Ji."
Ji Xiuran raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Sent it? Has she eaten it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his hand vibrated again, and he hung up without answering.
Seeing this, Su Yang said, "When I went there, my wife was no longer in the hospital."
Ji Xiuran frowned when he heard this: "What do you mean you're not in the hospital?"
Su Yang said tremblingly: "The hospital said that Madam was discharged in the morning."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he couldn't help but burst out.
Damn, I'm so worried.
This was the first time Su Yang heard his boss speak like this, and it seemed that he was really angry.
"Mr. Ji, look..."
Before Su Yang finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted with a cold face: "Get out."
When Su Yang heard this, he quickly turned around and slipped out.
It's so scary. It's really like being with a king like a tiger.
Ji Xiuran threw aside the chopsticks in his hand with some irritation, then picked up the phone, opened the address book, and looked at Zhao Ningchu's phone number, but in the end he still didn't make the call.
There were so many things going on in a day, and he no longer had the time or energy to deal with an unimportant person.
Ji Xiuran was busy all afternoon, dreaming until eight o'clock in the evening when he got home from get off work.
When Uncle Chen saw Ji Xiuran, he quickly said, "Mr. Ji, you are back."
Ji Xiuran hummed indifferently, then hung his coat aside and glanced at the living room. He didn't see Zhao Ningchu, so he asked, "Where is she?"
"My wife had dinner tonight. She is in the bedroom now. Mr. Ji, have you had dinner?"
Ji Xiuran did not respond, but strode towards the bedroom on the second floor.
When I opened the door, I heard the girl talking to someone on her cell phone.