Jing Yu took a sip of juice to moisten his throat, then he spoke slowly: "I was just thinking about what words to use to describe you most appropriately."
"Have you thought of that?"
Jing Yu nodded, "I just thought of a word that suits you very well - scumbag."
She said these four words in a flat tone, and if you just listen to the tone you can't tell that it was an insult.
Jing Yu originally thought that he was going to get angry, but he actually laughed after hearing that. "It seems that I was really wrong. It turns out that..."
At this point, he paused and looked up at her with a deep gaze and an ambiguous tone, "Are you still thinking about what happened in the room just now?"
"… "
Oops.
Jing Yu retorted in a low voice: "I didn't."
Yu Zeyao looked at her slightly flushed face, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "Eat more. The housekeeper said that you haven't eaten anything since yesterday."
Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief, not dwelling on the ambiguous topic just now.
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After the meal, it was already past three in the afternoon. Yu Zeyao was very busy, and he kept talking on the phone even while eating.
Jing Yu didn't want to bother him with her own affairs anymore. After he finally hung up the phone, she put down the cutlery and said, "Just tell me Jing Rongzai's address, I can go there myself."
"I'll go with you." Yu Zeyao put away his phone. "Today's daytime schedule is free."
Jing Yu said "Oh", pushed his chair away and stood up. Yu Zeyao also stood up, and the two walked out of the restaurant side by side. Cheng En and Zhuang Yan were already waiting in the hall.
As soon as the two of them came out, Zhuang Yan gave them a look from a distance. Yu Zeyao glanced at Jing Yu and said, "You and Cheng En go to the car and wait for me first."
"Okay." Jing Yu didn't ask any more questions and just followed Cheng En out.
Zhuang Yan came over in a few steps. Yu Zeyao spoke first: "Who did it? What was the purpose?"
"It was your uncle who did it. It seemed that he was targeting the key in Jing Chaochen's hand."
Yu Zeyao's expression became colder. "When the Jing and Liang families were in trouble, I had already spread the news that this thing did not exist. Why is the spearhead pointing at the Jing family now?"
Zhuang Yan shook his head, "I'm not sure about that. But Yu Wenhua can do this, I'm afraid he has received accurate information."
Yu Zeyao pondered for a moment, then remembered something and said, "Keep a close eye on Liang Shengyi."
His eyes were cast far outside the house. Jingyu was already sitting in the car, waiting for him. As if she felt his gaze, she suddenly turned her head. The two people's eyes met each other at a distance of dozens of meters. His eyes deepened a little, and his face was still calm, but when he spoke again, there was a little more danger and cruelty in his tone, "There are some things that Jingyu shouldn't know, I hope she will never have the chance to know in her life - if Liang Shengyi dares to act rashly, there is no need to leave him a way out."
He nodded solemnly, "I understand."
Yu Zeyao then walked towards Jing Yu. The cruelty just now disappeared, and when he faced her, he was replaced by a rare tenderness.
Zhuang Yan looked at that expression and felt emotional. He had always thought that the gentleman was interested in Dr. Jing, maybe just for fun and with other intentions, but now that he looked at it again, it seemed that there was more to it than that.
Even a man's heart, which has been hardened and sharpened by training, will gradually soften because of someone.
Jingyu has been worried about Jingrong. Yu Zeyao called Wen Yanzhi on the way and said, "Jingyu and I are on the way. Please prepare yourself."
The last sentence has a special meaning.
Wen Yanzhi and he have known each other for many years, so they have this tacit understanding. He was over there, his voice lacking much strength, "I know, just come over here."
Without further words, the phone hung up.
"Is Jingrong with Mr. Wen now?" Jingyu asked after he hung up the phone.
"Yeah. Yanzhi rescued him."
"Oh." Jing Yu expressed his doubts, "I didn't know they were so familiar with each other. Jing Rong never mentioned it to me."
"Not that we are particularly familiar with each other." Yu Zeyao explained to her: "Yanzhi said that it was because Jingrong's teacher recommended him that he specially asked Jingrong to help him draw two paintings."
"I see." Jing Yu nodded, "I misunderstood him before."
"It's not a misunderstanding. He was the one who took the person away, and he kidnapped her right under his nose. He must bear most of the responsibility."
Jing Yu really wanted to know Jing Rong's current situation, whether he was injured, and whether he was okay. However, the car took a long time to get there, and she became more and more anxious. Finally, the car stopped at a private medical hospital.
Jingyu was relatively familiar with all the hospitals in the capital. She had done detailed research when she was looking for a job, but she had never heard of this medical hospital.
The exterior is very unique, not like a hospital, but more like a holiday estate. If I am not mistaken, this should be a private hospital.
"Come down." Yu Zeyao got out of the car first, put one hand on the side of the car like a gentleman, and stretched out the other hand towards her.
Jing Yu gave him her hand. His palm was warm and generous. He gently held her hand and wrapped it tightly. In such a cold winter day, Jing Yu did not feel that cold. She got out of the car with his hand, looked at the manor in front of her, and felt a chill in her heart.
"This is a hospital," she said with certainty. Even though everything was built to look like a holiday estate, she was quite familiar with the various certificates from the Health Bureau hanging on the walls outside.
"…" Yu Zeyao did not answer directly, but just said: "Go in first."
Jingrong was injured.
Jing Yu was mentally prepared, but when she went up to see Jing Rong lying on the bed, tears kept falling.
Jing Rong was wrapped in gauze, lying on the hospital bed, and even breathing was difficult. But when he saw Jing Yu, he forced a smile on his face, "Sister, don't cry... I just look scary, but, actually... it's just a small matter."
Jing Rong lied. He also didn't want to make her worry.
"You're in this state, and you still call it a small matter?" Jing Yu turned to look at the nurse, trying to calm down and said, "Let me see all his test results, X-rays, CT scans, MRIs, and medical records."
"Oh, okay." Just as the nurse was about to take it out of the cabinet, Wen Yanzhi had already taken it out. He exchanged a glance with Yu Zeyao who was standing beside him, and then said to Jing Yu, "It's just that a few ribs were broken, and there were minor fractures in the hands and legs. It will take a few months to recuperate."
Wen Yanzhi tried his best to sound calmer. He glanced at Jing Rong lying on the bed and spoke in a lower voice, "I'm afraid he will miss the college entrance examination. However, he is still young and has a long way to go. There will be opportunities in the future."
Jingrong lay there, his heart full of pain, but he always kept smiling.
There is indeed a lot of time ahead. But, I am afraid there will be no more chances in the future...
[Actually, I am considering writing the two pairs separately~~Do you have any suggestions? ]