Xin Ai had a headache, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I said, I don't need to go, I'm fine."
Jian Zechuan insisted: "You need to check it out."
Xin Ai rubbed his forehead, "Jian Zechuan, will you never learn to respect other people's ideas?"
Jian Zechuan, who was starting the car, was stunned for a moment: "I... just want to take you to... the hospital, I just want to care about you..."
Xin Ai looked at Jian Zechuan's helpless face and felt very tired. She had experienced a death and two years of hellish recuperation time. When she came back, Xin Ai had no love in her heart. She just wanted to She could take revenge, but she didn't want to think about other things.
For Jian Zechuan, she was no longer the little girl who would feel sad for him.
Jian Zechuan's love did not come when she needed it.
When she didn't need it, something inappropriate appeared again.
Xin Ai found that he was always so out of place.
He is used to being arbitrary. Even if he cares, he always has to ask others if they are willing? Ask people if they want it
Xin Ai said: "Jian Zechuan, why don't you understand that sometimes your care may not be needed by others? Just like now, what I need is to go home, change into dry clothes, and then eat. I told you that I am fine, and I don't need to go." Hospital, why do you have to impose your ideas on me
"
Jian Zechuan looked at Xin Ai intently, her words seemed to take away his life bit by bit.
"You mean, I did something wrong again, right?"
Such Jian Zechuan made Xin Ai somewhat sad. He shouldn't be like this. He... should be the arrogant man when she first met him.
Xin Ai nodded: "Yes, you are arrogant and arrogant. Even when you feel guilty, you try to control others and make others accept them with a strong attitude. You probably never really put yourself in others' shoes." Let’s get through it.”
Jian Zechuan said nothing.
Xin Ai opened the car door and said, "I'm going back to rest. Mr. Jian, please go back too."
Jian Zechuan watched Xin Ai's figure leave in a daze. His chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, his throat seemed to be knotted, and it was so uncomfortable that even the slightest breath hurt.
He opened his mouth to say that he already knew how to think about her, and he already knew that he was wrong in the past, so he wanted to work hard to make up for it, and wanted to let Xin Ai know that he would do better.
But now, it seems that no matter what he does, it is wrong in Xin Ai's eyes.
Is it true that the wounds that have been suffered can no longer be healed
Xin Ai endured the excruciating pain, returned to the room, closed the door, and sat on the ground unable to hold on to the pain.
The doctor said that although her bones had healed, they could not be separated from her bones after all.
Like those who have not been injured, her bones are now very brittle.
Xin Ai struggled to take off her wet clothes. The temperature outside was low, and the wet clothes stuck to her body. She felt the cold air penetrated into the seams of her bones. It was cold and painful.
She limped to the bathroom, took a hot shower, put on dry clothes, and drank two cups of hot water before feeling that her body was finally getting warmer.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
Xin Ai hesitated for a moment, then walked to the door and looked out through the peephole, but saw no one.
She thought about it for a few seconds, opened the door, and found breakfast on the ground at the door, still steaming. It was raining outside, but the breakfast was not wet at all.
Xin Ai stood for a while, sighed, and bent down to take the breakfast in.
She knew that Jian Zechuan bought this one for her.
…
At noon, Jian Mingyuan's people came to pick her up.
"My husband said that I will definitely go home and have dinner with you in the evening, but I can't do it at noon. There are many meetings to be held and many people to meet, so I really can't get away."
Xin Ai nodded: "It doesn't matter. I know Brother Jian is busy and his work is important."
Thinking of Jian Mingyuan's work, Xin Ai sweated for him.
It is well known that Mingdu is difficult to manage. It is precisely because it is an important economic town and an international metropolis that attracts all the attention of the country. The forces of all parties are complicated. Jian Mingyuan, who has just arrived, is also lucky.
The Jian family are the strongest local gangsters in the Ming Dynasty. If it were anyone else, it would be even more difficult.
"Please..."
Xin Ai went downstairs and did not see Jian Zechuan again.
The car downstairs was gone too, and Xin Ai felt a little bit indescribably disappointed in her heart.
But this subtle feeling quickly disappeared. On the way to Jian's house, Xin Ai felt a little worried. Mrs. Jian and Jian Wanjun, how should I put it, were not difficult to get along with in Xin Ai's impression. This was true in a wealthy family. It should be quite commendable, but the premise is that she doesn't hook up with their son.
Two years ago, she had an affair with Jian Zechuan, and now she is back from the dead and hooking up with Jian Mingyuan. Although she knows it is fake, they don't think so.
Maybe, he might think that her appearance would turn his two sons against each other.
If this was the case, no parents would be generous enough to tolerate her, so Xin Ai always felt a little uneasy.
When I arrived at Jian's house, I saw Mrs. Jian as soon as I stepped into the living room.
Xin Ai hesitated and shouted: "Aunt..."
Mrs. Jian raised her head: "Xin... uh, Xinxin, you are here, lunch is ready, I will let them put it on the table."
Mrs. Jian felt relieved, OMG, I almost shouted wrong.
She and her husband chatted for half the night last night.
Both of them felt that Xin Ai's resurrection from the dead was very strange, and now he was involved with his eldest son.
Damn, this is not easy to handle.
However, neither of the two sons listened to their parents, and it was probably useless to tell anyone, so the two of them could only wait for Xin Ai to move in and slowly observe.
Jian Wanjun went out specially at noon today and did not come back, so he asked Mrs. Jian to entertain Xin Ai.
He is more complicated than Mrs. Jian thought. He used to sympathize with Xin Ai. After all, death is the most important thing. But now she suddenly comes back alive, and it is very likely that she will become the woman who turns the two sons against each other and makes the brothers feud. This makes him I can't tolerate it anymore.
Jian Wanjun had his own plan in mind, and decided to wait and see in a few days. If Xin Ai really instigated it intentionally, or if the relationship between the two sons broke up, even if he was hated by his two sons, he would still treat Xin Ai. Take action.
Mrs. Jian didn't think too much about it. She actually no longer disliked Xin Ai, but later she learned that she was "dead" and she was really sad for a long time.
In fact, Mrs. Jian was quite happy to see Xin Ai come back alive.
Mrs. Jian asked the kitchen to put the food on the table, and then asked people to move Xin Ai's luggage upstairs.
"Oops, I forgot, I should let you check your room first..."
Xin Ai hurriedly said: "No need, I'm not picky about this."
"Then... then eat first. After you have eaten, you can look at it. If you don't like it, just change the room."
Xin Ai felt warm in her heart, "Thank you, Auntie."
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