When Qi Yong heard Tang Jue say this, he knew that Tang Jue probably already had the evidence. He probably knew everything. His bluffing just now had completely faded.
"Young Master, this matter has happened for so many years. It will not benefit anyone to investigate it again. Not to mention it will greatly damage Qi Heng's reputation. If you really care about Qi Qi, I'm afraid you have to reconsider this matter."
"I don't need to consider it. I, Tang Jue, don't care what the truth of the past is. As long as Qiqi is happy. So..." Tang Jue's tone became colder and heavier, "Qiyong, from now on, change your attitude and don't embarrass Qiqi anymore. This matter, I said it's over, and it's over. Otherwise - don't blame me for being ruthless."
Tang Jue emphasized the last few words.
Qi Yong was mumbling over there, unable to utter a single word. When the wind blew, his face turned pale. When that incident happened, he thought that all the truth had long been buried in the abyss and would never be dug up again.
But I didn’t expect…
"Qi Yong. Qi Yong?" The door to the terrace was pushed open, and Jiang Shao came over. She saw Qi Yong's face was pale and he looked very wrong. She stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay?"
Qi Yong came back to his senses and hung up the phone in a hurry. Fearing that Jiang Shao might know something, he deleted the number.
He didn't reply to her, but turned around and walked towards the ward.
Seeing how flustered he was, Jiang Shao asked worriedly, "Qi Yong, why have you been so absent-minded these past two days?"
"What's the matter?"
"I noticed that you have been hiding from me these past two days. Are you hiding something from me?"
When Jiang Shao asked this, Qi Yong suddenly got angry and annoyed, "I have you watching me 24 hours a day, what can I hide from you? I'm so sick, can you please stop making things difficult for me?"
Jiang Shao was stunned by his yelling, and her eyes immediately turned red. "Qi Yong, you have to speak with conscience. When did I stare at you, and when did I give you trouble? It was all because I cared about you! You..."
Jiang Shao's emotions burst out all of a sudden, and tears fell down. When she thought of her husband's illness, she couldn't complain anymore, and instead threw herself into his arms with grievance. When Qi Yong saw Jiang Shao's tears, he knew he was wrong, and hugged his wife, but he was still worried.
——
Tang Jue's office is huge. The glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows is clear and bright. The sunlight shines in from outside, warm and cozy. Qiqi bathed in this layer of sunlight, looking up at the blue sky outside the window in a daze, and thinking of Qiyu and Qiyong's attitude towards her today, she felt a little more sad.
She didn't want to let her mind wander any further, so she went online. She turned on her computer, typed in her birthday number, and it started up successfully. On the screen, her photo suddenly appeared, and she couldn't help but smile.
There is a sweet feeling in being missed by others.
only…
In the past few years, he controlled everything about her, but his life was completely blank to her. Qiqi already had the urge to get to know him again.
———
It was three hours later when Tang Jue finished the video conference. The first thing he did when he came out was to ask his secretary, "Has Miss Qi had lunch?"
"She did deliver it, but when she came in, Miss Qi didn't seem to be in a good mood. I'm afraid she didn't eat much."
Tang Jue didn't say anything else. He pushed open the office door and went straight in.
The secretary leaned over and whispered to Jian Qing, "Young Master, will you really marry Miss Qi? It seems like you really care about Miss Qi."
It's fine that no woman had ever come to this building seriously before, but over the years, I've never seen the young master so anxious about anyone. He even takes care of everything, no matter how big or small.
"I don't know whether he will marry or not, but I know that the young master doesn't even want to marry Miss Qi, so he must be planning to become a monk in the temple."
The secretary glanced at him and said, "If our young master really acts like a monk, how many girls will cry blindly?"
It's useless to cry. In her eyes and heart, she doesn't even look down on anyone except Qiqi. Before, when Qiqi didn't respond to him, he still played around with Wen Xin and played hard to get with Miss Qi. Now Miss Qi is staying by his side, and other women don't even have the slightest room to interfere, and they don't even have a chance to play.
When Tang Jue pushed the door open, Qiqi was not in the office. The lunch that the secretary brought her was placed on the table exactly as it was, untouched.
He walked towards the lounge. The door was not closed. He pushed it gently and it opened. Qiqi was curled up on the bed. From his direction, he could only see her back.
The slender body curled up into a ball.
It is said that this sleeping posture reflects a person's extreme insecurity.
Moreover, even if he was just watching from behind, Tang Jue could feel that she was shrouded in deep sadness at this moment.
His heart tightened, but he said nothing. He just walked over quietly and lay down beside her with his clothes on. He turned sideways and hugged her with both hands. A warm feeling came from behind, and Qiqi trembled slightly. After instinctively tensing up, she immediately relaxed when she smelled the familiar scent of jasmine.
"Why didn't you even eat?" Tang Jue kissed the top of her head gently, and without turning her over, he just reached in front of her and held her hands. In this not-so-cold weather, her hands were icy cold. He held them tightly.
Qiqi subconsciously held his hand with her backhand.
"Just now, I called my aunt..." Qiqi's tone was a little unstable.
Tang Jue had guessed it long ago.
"My uncle has a malignant tumor, pancreatic cancer..."
"Yeah." Tang Jue didn't want to hide this from her, but he knew he couldn't.
"I looked up some information online... I heard that the cure rate is very, very low..."
"I will let Tang Song come back in the next few days. He will try his best." Just try his best. Tang Song could not give him a guarantee, and he could not give it to Qiqi.
Qiqi suddenly turned around and buried her face in his chest. She said nothing, but hugged him tightly with both hands, as if seeking a sense of security in his arms. Tang Jue was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and a faint smile gradually spread across the corners of his lips.
He hugged her tightly, gently stroked her back with his big hands, and comforted her: "It's okay, I'll go with you to see him tomorrow."
"Tang Jue..." Qiqi did not respond, but suddenly called his name in a muffled voice.
"Um?"
"In the future, one day... will you suddenly disappear like you did eight years ago..." Qiqi felt a little sour in her nose when she said this. She had been losing things all the time in her life. Everyone left so suddenly that she didn't even have time to try to keep them.