C74 (1/2)

”I will.” ”Yes,” he replied softly.

”Really? You didn't lie to me? ” Lu Anqi looked at him with a misty look.

”Yes.” Ji Weiyang nodded again, and pursed his resolute lips. There is no point in saying this now. Because there were no ifs in life. The truth was that he had met Zhan Yan, fallen in love with her, and from then on, he, Ji Weiyang, would never again be able to live without her.

A quick ringtone interrupted his thoughts, causing Ji Weiyang to pick up the phone: ”Alright, I understand …” He said a few simple words and hung up.

”Angel, I still have some things to take care of. Take care of yourself. I'll be back with you tomorrow.”

”Yes.” Angie nodded obediently, her small hands still holding onto his clothes. ”Weiyang, I don't want to be sent to a mental hospital, please don't let them sue me, okay? I really didn't do it on purpose. I just couldn't help myself. ”

His words were filled with grievance, and Ji Weiyang couldn't help but be moved, ”Don't worry, with me here, no one will be able to harm you.”

The door opened and closed, and after Ji Weiyang left, Angel took out a mini camera from under her pillow.

”Weiyang, if not for Wei Zhanyan, can we still be together?”

”I will.”

”Really? You didn't lie to me? ”

”Yes.”

Angie held the camera in both hands, a wry smile on her lips. If Wei Zhanyan saw this video, how would she feel?!

On the other side, Ji Weiyang walked out of Angel's apartment building and parked a row of black Audi cars downstairs. A bodyguard in a black suit respectfully opened the car door for Ji Weiyang.

”Third Young Master, the investigation has already been made. The other party is a retired teacher in his early fifties. He is a straightforward person and won't accept private matters. He has to be brought to justice.” The bodyguard's respectful narration.

Ji Weiyang sat in the back seat with his cigarette between his two fingers, casually smoking. ”What about her family?”

”Her husband died many years ago. He had a son who worked in the accounting department of state-owned enterprises.”

Ji Weiyang rolled down the window and looked out lazily, not saying a word.

The car slowly drove into an old district, where the retired female teacher who had been injured by Angel lived.

”The lady wore thick glasses and had a strict face, giving her the appearance of an old scholar.” ”Don't think that money and power can do whatever you want. China is a legal society. If that woman is sick, she should be sent to a mental hospital so that she doesn't hurt others and endanger society.”

Ji Weiyang sat on the sofa and sighed lightly with his two fingers, then smiled: ”She hurt you, I will apologize on his behalf here. As for whether or not you are going to send his to a mental hospital, that is not up to you.”

”Alright, then we'll wait for the judge's decision.” The woman still spoke with righteousness, not giving any room for negotiation.

Ji Weiyang was not angry, and only ordered a few words to the bodyguard beside him.

”Yes, Third Young Master.” The bodyguards replied respectfully, very quickly, two bodyguards dressed in black pushed in a youth around 30 years old.

”Zhihong? Why are you back? ” The woman pushed her black-rimmed eyes off the bridge of her nose as she asked in astonishment.

”Mom, how did you offend Mr. Ji? Do you want to kill me?” The man called Zhihong tugged at his mother, before bowing and kneeling to Ji Weiyang.

”Mr. Ji, your excellency does not remember this lowly person. I can guarantee that my mother will not prosecute.”

The man's reply was completely within Ji Weiyang's expectations. He casually extinguished the cigarette butt that was about to be burnt out in the ashtray, his expression calm, ”Your guarantee is completely worthless to me, I need your mother's guarantee. Remember, if Lu Anqi is indicted, I can guarantee that your misappropriation will reach the police very quickly. Three hundred thousand would be enough for you to stay in there for a few years. ”

”I know, I know.” The man smiled, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

”What?” You dare to misappropriate public funds? ”You bastard, how have I taught you to grow up?” The woman immediately became furious and started to curse and beat the man.

Ji Weiyang naturally did not have the time to watch this farce in America. He left behind a cheque for 100,000 yuan and took his bodyguard to leave.

”Third Young Master, since the matter has been resolved, why are you still giving them money?” In the car on the way back, the bodyguard asked in confusion.

Ji Weiyang laughed, ”In today's society, people like her are rarely seen.

”Third Young Master, where are we going now?” the driver in front asked.

”Ji Weiyang glanced outside the window indifferently, the eastern horizon had already turned white, and at this time, Zhan Yan should still be sleeping. ”Forget it, let's go back to the company.”

”Yes.” The driver turned around and headed for the company.

At that moment, Gao Yuxuan's black leather shoes made a slight scraping sound as they stepped on the marble floor of the hospital's Long Corridor. He pushed open the door to the ward. The room was empty.

Puzzled, he walked in and found that the French windows were wide open. The white gauze covering the windows fluttered slightly in the wind. On the balcony, a delicate figure could be faintly seen.

”Zhan Yan, why are you standing here and blowing cold wind?” Gao Yuxuan took off his suit jacket and placed it on her shoulders.

Zhan Yan laughed weakly, her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just been crying.

”Why are you crying?” ”He held her hands in worry. The temperature of his hands was extremely cold, it was as if he was holding ice cubes.” How long are you standing here? Or did you sleep all night? ”

I slept for a while, and then I dreamt of Xiaoyan, and then I couldn't sleep anymore.” More accurately, what she dreamt of was a bloody mass of a fetus sealed within a transparent glass bottle. She could even see the child's blurry appearance; it was terrifying.

Gao Yuxuan sighed, his heart had a bad taste. He had been struggling in these few days of conflict, hoping that Zhan Yan would lose her child. However, when he saw that she had given birth to a child and tortured him to death, he started to regret.

”Zhan Yan, if you want to be more open-minded, just pretend that this child is not fated to be you.” Gao Yuxuan sighed.

Zhan Yan tilted her head in silence, her body half-leaning on the fence as her shoulders faintly trembled. She covered her eyes with her hands. Tears flowed silently through her fingers.

How could someone who had never had a child understand what it was like to be a mother? The clothes that were prepared, the names that were already chosen, and the joy of being restless … All of them vanished in an instant. All of this was like a nightmare.