Zhao Ningchu stood up straight and said casually: "Maybe I ate something bad at school recently."
"Have you been to the doctor?"
"I've seen it. The doctor said that I ate something bad and that's why I vomited. I'll be fine tomorrow."
Ji Xiuran said nothing more, his eyes still locked on her tightly, as if he was exploring the credibility of what she said.
Zhao Ningchu felt a little embarrassed when he looked at her like this. She stretched out her hand to return the handkerchief to him, but when she saw the vomit stains on it, she retracted her hand in embarrassment: "I'll wash it and give it back to you later."
"What are you doing here?"
Zhao Ningchu made a random excuse: "I was just strolling around, getting ready to go back."
"Let's go!"
After Ji Xiuran left these words, he walked towards the roadside.
Zhao Ningchu looked at the man's leaving figure with a confused expression.
What's going on?
Ji Xiuran walked for a while and found that Zhao Ningchu had not followed. He stopped, turned to look at Zhao Ningchu, and said impatiently: "What are you still doing there? Get in the car."
Zhao Ningchu:......
Zhao Ningchu has been avoiding Ji Xiuran since the last time they broke up in the restaurant. The two have been in a cold war. Zhao Ningchu wanted to refuse, but when he saw the man's gloomy expression, his refusal was stuck in his throat.
Time.
Zhao Ningchu sighed and had no choice but to follow with difficult steps.
While sitting in the car, she felt a little uncomfortable in her belly, so she reached out and rubbed it gently.
Ji Xiuran glanced at her casually and asked casually.
"What's wrong with your stomach?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, he quickly stopped: "Nothing? We are going back now, right?"
"Let's go eat first."
"Eating outside?"
Ji Xiuran hummed indifferently.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped steadily at the entrance of a high-end restaurant. The two got out of the car. The waiter hurriedly greeted them and said respectfully: "Mr. Ji, good evening!"
Zhao Ningchu was stunned. It seemed that Ji Xiuran was a regular customer here. The waiters even remembered him.
Ji Xiuran hummed indifferently and walked inside with Zhao Ningchu.
The waiter led the two people to the private room: "Mr. Jiang has arrived and is waiting for you inside."
After saying that, he politely knocked on the door and then pushed the door open.
Jiang Nan, who was sitting in the private room, heard the noise and looked up to see Ji Xiuran standing at the door. She quickly stood up from her seat and walked towards Ji Xiuran.
"Xiuran, I..."
Before he finished speaking, after seeing Zhao Ningchu standing behind Ji Xiuran, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
The originally delicate face gradually turned ferocious. He pointed at Zhao Ningchu and asked, "Why is she here?"
Ji Xiuran put his hand on Zhao Ningchu's waist and said calmly: "I brought it."
After saying that, he ignored Jiang Nan and walked in with Zhao Ningchu in his arms.
The man sitting aside glanced at Zhao Ningchu, and then said hello to Ji Xiuran.
"Mr. Ji has been so busy lately, it took me several times to make an appointment."
"My wife hasn't been feeling well recently, so I stayed at home with her."
When the man heard this, his expression paused slightly, and then he looked carefully at Zhao Ningchu, who was sitting next to Ji Xiuran.
"Who is this?"
"My wife."
In one sentence, the three people present were stunned.
So Ji Xiuran knew that Jiang Nan would be there, so he took him with him. The reason why Ji Xiuran said this was to make Jiang Nan angry.
Sure enough, after hearing these three words, Jiang Nan had a look of pain on her face: "Xiuran, you, you brought her here on purpose to make me angry, right?"
Ji Xiuran sneered: "Miss Jiang, is she too pretentious? I have nothing to do with you, why should I be angry with you?"
When Jiang Nan heard this, his face immediately turned pale.
Even the look in Zhao Ningchu's eyes became fierce.
"Xiu Ran, that night I knew that what I did was wrong. This woman set me up."
Zhao Ningchu didn't expect Jiang Nan to say it directly in front of Ji Xiuran. If Ji Xiuran believed this, based on his bad temper, he would definitely not have a good life in the future.
Thinking of this, she immediately said: "Miss Jiang, what are you talking about, what night?"
Jiang Nan's face turned ugly when he heard this. His originally gloomy face became even more ferocious and terrifying.
Regardless of her ladylike image, she pointed at Zhao Ningchu and cursed: "Zhao Ningchu, don't pretend to be innocent here. You messed around with other men before and cuckolded Xiu Ran. You still have the nerve to show up."
It was okay not to mention this, but Zhao Ningchu felt angry when she mentioned it. If it hadn't been for Jiang Nan, would she have been so badly repaired by Ji Xiuran?
Since Ji Xiuran used himself as a shield today, why not make good use of Mrs. Ji's identity?
Zhao Ningchu stretched out her hand and pulled Ji Xiuran's clothes, and said with a cold face: "So you asked me to come with you just to listen to her humiliate me? If that's the case, I won't accompany you."
Ji Xiuran's face suddenly darkened.
"Jiang Nan! You are slapping me in the face!"
Ji Xiuran's voice contained a hint of anger.
When Jiang Nan heard this, her face immediately turned pale, and she quickly explained: "Xiuran, that's not the case, I'm just..."
"Shut up, I told you not to appear in front of me again, get out."
When Ji Xiuran said this, he completely ignored Jiang Nan's brother Jiang Cheng sitting beside him.
Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly: "Xiao Nan, stop making trouble."
Although Jiang Nan was unwilling, she still restrained herself. She said a little aggrievedly: "Xiuran, don't be angry. We grew up together. I am an outspoken person, but you..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted directly: "Mr. Jiang, we will talk about cooperation next time."
After saying that, he pulled Zhao Ningchu out of the restaurant without looking back.
The man was tall and had long legs, and he walked a little fast. Zhao Ningchu found it a little difficult to follow him.
Her eyes fell on the hand held by Ji Xiuran.
This is the second time Ji Xiuran holds his hand.
Sitting in the car, Ji Xiuran's expression was as gloomy as ever. Zhao Ningchu glanced at him quietly, unable to understand the man.
"Ji Xiuran, you and Jiang Nan..."
"Shut up!"
Before she finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted her impatiently.
Zhao Ningchu:......
It was obvious that he was being used as a shield, so why was he still so angry?
Ji Xiuran continued: "Zhao Ningchu, please let me know your little thoughts. Just because I didn't do anything to you doesn't mean I don't know."
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment and said unconvinced: "What is my little idea? Please explain it clearly to me?"
Ji Xiuran said with a mocking look on his face: "I was rushing to give Jiang Nan advice before. Should I thank Zhao Ningchu for sending me to another woman's bed?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, he was not surprised at all.
"Is it related to me? If Jiang Nan doesn't think about it, nothing will happen. Besides, you clearly said that night..."
Having said this, my cheeks became dry unconsciously.