After some examinations, the American doctor said that Mrs. Jing's perception of the outside world has recovered and she can hear the voices around her. She asked the family members to insist on communicating with her more, and she might wake up soon.
The doctor's words are undoubtedly inspiring.
Ye Qingxin had a feeling that perhaps what she said to Mrs. Jing had stimulated her.
When Mr. Jing and Mr. Jing Zong arrived at the hospital ward, they were surprised and pleasantly surprised when they heard the news. Mr. Jing held Mrs. Mrs. Jing's hand with tears in his eyes. An eighty-year-old man cried like an eight-year-old child.
Everyone comforted for a while.
Jing Boyuan was concerned about Ye Qingxin's physical condition. Although it was not serious enough to require hospitalization, bleeding during pregnancy was not a trivial matter.
"I'll take Xinxin back to rest first, call me if you have anything to do." Jing Boyuan told several elders, helped Ye Qingxin zip up the down jacket, and carefully arranged the scarf around her neck.
Jing Zong's eyes inadvertently fell to Ye Qingxin's stomach, then to her face, and said to Jing Boyuan, "Take good care of Xinxin."
Jing Boyuan put his arm around Ye Qingxin's shoulder, and nodded towards Jing Zong.
When the two of them walked to the door, Mr. Jing suddenly stood up from the hospital bed, and shouted to Ye Qingxin, "Xinxin."
Ye Qingxin turned around and looked at the old man who still had tears in his cloudy eyes.
"grandfather."
"Xinxin, Grandpa is sorry for what happened before. From now on, you and A Yuan will be together well. Grandpa apologizes to you for what you did before."
Ye Qingxin vaguely understood that he might have known about her pregnancy, but she hadn't forgotten that today was New Year's Day. Gu Jiao said that Mr. Jing asked Gu Jiao to get engaged to Jing Boyuan on New Year's Day. Jing Boyuan was always by her side. She didn't know how the engagement ended, but Mr. Jing's words already showed that the engagement was unsuccessful and he approved of her.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxin smiled at Mr. Jing, "Grandpa had no other choice before, and this junior can understand."
Mr. Jing looked at Ye Qingxin's reasonable little face for a moment, with relief in his eyes, then turned his head and said to Ji Yi, "Xiaoyi, before Xinxin and A Yuan's unfinished marriage was arranged by you, this time it's up to you. You and A Yuan will discuss the specific wedding matters, and first finalize the wedding date."
Except for Jing Zong, Jing Yan, Ji Yi, and Jing Xianxian were all very surprised.
It was strange how he suddenly changed his mind and made Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin marry so actively.
Jing Yan thought that Jing Zong went out to answer the phone at the engagement banquet, and when he came back, he said something to the old man. The old man immediately took back the bracelet that symbolized the status of the hostess of the Jing family, and finally canceled the engagement and asked for the engagement ring back. Now he brought up the marriage between Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan again.
Jing Zong glanced at Jing Yan, and said mysteriously: "You will know later."
Jing Yan: ""
Ye Qingxin heard Mr. Jing bring up her marriage with Jing Boyuan again, saying that she was unhappy was a lie, no matter how much unhappiness happened before, everything is developing in a good direction now, that's enough.
On the way back to the Nanshan villa, Ye Qingxin held Jing Boyuan's hand, thinking in her mind that the night before returning to the capital, she told him that she would get the certificate upon returning to the capital, but after returning, he seemed to have forgotten.
Playing with his slender fingers for a while, Ye Qingxin said in a low voice, "Bo Yuan, when are we going to Min?"
buzz
The phone vibrated very inappropriately.
Ye Qingxin paused, watching Jing Boyuan retract the hand she was playing with with resentful eyes, took out the phone from his pocket, looked at the screen, and pressed answer.
Ye Qingxin didn't notice that Jing Boyuan's fingers calmly turned down the phone's volume.
She didn't hear what was said on the phone, only Jing Boyuan said: "Four o'clock, Zhongguan Tea House."
When he hung up the line, Ye Qingxin asked him in a resentful tone, "Are you going out to meet clients?"
Jing Boyuan rubbed her hair, and said calmly: "Well, you go home and rest first, and have dinner together at night."
Soon, the car stopped at the gate of No. 8 Nanshan Villa, Jing Boyuan escorted her into the entrance, and told Aunt Zhang to prepare afternoon tea for her before returning to the car and leaving.
Ye Qingxin came out and stood on the steps in front of the door, listening to the sound of the car leaving, she felt a sense of loss for no reason.
Today is her birthday, she didn't mention it to Jing Boyuan, he didn't know, she didn't think it was a big deal, but he forgot about the matter of getting the certificate, which he clearly agreed before returning.
A lot of evergreen trees were planted in the courtyard of the villa, and they were trimmed beautifully. Looking at the scene full of vitality, Ye Qingxin felt a little bleak, which probably had something to do with her state of mind.
After an unknown amount of time, Aunt Zhang came out and called her, "Ma'am, afternoon tea is ready."
Ye Qingxin suppressed the sadness in her eyes, turned around and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you."
Passing through the porch and entering the living room, Ye Qingxin's gaze was immediately attracted by the hanging chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was pink, with complicated patterns, and exuded a strong atmosphere of a little girl. It was incompatible with the simple decoration style of black, white and gray in the villa.
It is much wider than what I saw in Wenrenxi's restaurant that day, enough for an adult to lie in it with legs stretched out. It is not a common size in the market, and it looks like it is custom-made.
Aunt Zhang noticed her gaze and explained: "It was delivered by the furniture company after you and your husband left, and it seems that your husband ordered it from them."
Ye Qing looked at it for a moment, walked over and sat down, kicked her legs lightly on the floor, and her body swayed with the hanging chair.
At the wedding that day, Jing Boyuan asked her if she liked it, she said yes, and then he didn't say anything, and he didn't say that he would buy it for her, she just thought he was just asking casually.
It turned out that he didn't ask casually.
The corner of Ye Qingxin's mouth unconsciously curled up into a smile, her whole heart seemed to be soaked in a honeypot, and the disappointment that he had caused because he forgot to obtain the certificate earlier disappeared without a trace.
Maybe it's like this for all women. When they like a man, they are particularly easy to be satisfied. If he does something for her, she can't help but be moved.
For afternoon tea, Aunt Zhang made mashed potatoes and shredded bananas, served with a cup of hot milk. After Ye Qingxin finished eating, she went back to her room and put on her radiation protection suit. She sat in the hanging chair, put the computer on her lap, and a dozen more emails entered the mailbox.
Meanwhile, Zhongguan Teahouse.
Jing Boyuan entered the box, and immediately two sharp eyes fell on him. Jing Boyuan went in and sat down, looking calm and breezy.
Zhao Youjia stared at him viciously, "Where is my brother?"
He clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles rubbed against each other.
He took Gu Jiao home to comfort him, and suddenly received a call from his mother, saying that his brother had been taken away.
Zhao Youjia's younger brother, Zhao Youchen, is seventeen years old and is in the third year of high school. He found out that the person he had disappeared was their homeroom teacher. The homeroom teacher saw Zhao Youchen getting into a car with two men at the school gate. At that time, he thought it was someone he knew and didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until after two classes in the afternoon that he realized something was wrong.
Probably because of his personality, Zhao Youchen was never absent from class, and even if he couldn't attend class for something, he would definitely ask for leave. There was no exception in the past two years of high school, so the head teacher immediately called Zhao's mother, and Zhao's mother called Zhao Youjia.
When Zhao Youjia received the call, he suddenly thought of something. When he opened the picture of the severed finger he had received earlier, his eyes were bloodshot. There was a black mole at the base of the cut off pinky nail, which was covered by blood. He had only glanced at it before, but he didn't realize that it was his own brother's hand.
"Where is he?" Zhao You asked again with red eyes.
Jing Boyuan smiled lightly, and unhurriedly took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, just squeezed out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, as if thinking of something, he took the cigarette from his mouth again without lighting it.
"Mr. Zhao, do you still remember that I asked you, do you know what is the solution to the consequences of self-eating?"
Jing Boyuan sat on the chair with his legs crossed, his calm and indifferent appearance made Zhao Youjia more and more like a trapped animal, wanting to get angry, but had to hold back.
"What are you coming at me for? He's only seventeen years old, he's innocent." The veins in Zhao Youjia's neck twitched violently.
"Innocent Xiaoguo is only eighteen years old, isn't he innocent?" Jing Boyuan said calmly, "I need to make a correction. You were the one who paid someone to arrest your brother, and you were the one who cut off his fingers."
Zhao Youjia stared at Jing Boyuan fiercely, "You replaced the
Is the information of those two people?"
Those two people were contacted by Zhao Youjia from the Internet. The photo, name, and address he provided to them were sent by email. It is not impossible for someone who is proficient in computers to steal.
Hearing this, Jing Boyuan smiled, "Mr. Zhao is a smart man."
Zhao Youjia's finger knuckles clicked twice again, and the ferocity of wanting to pounce on and tear the man in front of him surged in his eyes, "It was you who made them cut off contact with me, didn't you?" So, he can't contact those two people at all now.
Jing Boyuan smiled and did not deny it.
"What exactly do you want?" Zhao You suppressed the anger in his heart and asked through gritted teeth.
Zhao Youchen and Zhao Youjia have the same father and mother, and are thirteen years younger than Zhao Youjia. Zhao Youchen has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. He always likes to cling to his elder brother.
When he thought of Zhao Youchen's finger being cut off, bleeding so much, and not knowing where he was suffering, he felt a strong throbbing pain in his heart.
Zhao Youjia's anxiety made Jing Boyuan more and more calm.
"Nothing," he said.
Zhao Youjia stared at Jing Boyuan's indifferent eyebrows for a few seconds, then calmed down suddenly, "If something happens to my brother, I will definitely not let go of the woman you care about."
"Really?" Jing Boyuan smiled, "Why don't we watch something interesting."
After he finished speaking, he made a phone call. After a while, Luo Feng knocked on the door and came in. Holding the computer in his hand, he went straight to Zhao Youjia and pointed the screen at him.
On the screen, a photo of a man and woman kissing in front of an apartment building suddenly jumped into Zhao Youjia's eyes.
He shook violently.
It was the scene where he kissed Gu Jiao downstairs in his house on Christmas Eve.
Looking at the angle and distance, it looks like a candid shot. Although the picture is blurry, as long as you are familiar with the two, you will be able to recognize them.
Luo Feng reached out and tapped the touchpad. After the photo was changed, a man and a woman were entangled on the big bed in the bedroom. The man had already pushed the woman's clothes to the bottom of her neck. The woman's delicate body was exposed without any hindrance, and the man kissed recklessly.
This picture is much clearer, even the flush on Gu Jiao's cheeks is clearly visible.
Zhao Youjia's mind exploded.
That night, although he finally stopped the car, he had already violated Gu Jiao before he stopped.
The angle and distance of this photo are very close, obviously it was taken in his room.
"You spy on me." Zhao Youjia was so shocked that he even forgot to be angry, and stared at Jing Boyuan in disbelief, "You have suspected me a long time ago."
Jing Boyuan didn't deny it, and his tone was soft and cruel, "These two photos are just screenshots. I still have the video in my hand. Do you want to watch the video, which is much more exciting than the pictures?"
Zhao Youjia picked up the computer and slammed it on the ground.
Bang
"What exactly do you want?" He stared at Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan still didn't answer, and said slowly: "As far as I know, Mr. Zhao is the illegitimate son of Gu Jiao's uncle, and he and Gu Jiao are cousins. If this kind of video is exposed, cousins and cousins are really interesting."
Once this kind of video is exposed, it will definitely cause an uproar. Gu Jiao will never even think about raising her head in this life.
Zhao Youjia's fist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again and again, and finally let go of his fist, and asked Jing Boyuan for the third time: "What do you really want?"
Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and looked at Luo Feng. Luo Feng immediately understood his eyes, nodded at him, turned around and left the box, closed the door with his backhand, and stood guard at the door.
"Mr. Zhao used a photo to lure Yu Qingyou back to the capital from Qingshi a few months ago, killed my two children, and threatened Su Mian to touch her body during heart surgery. Mr. Zhao touched my child and my wife. According to Mr. Zhao, what should I do to get rid of the hatred in my heart?"
Jing Boyuan said every word calmly and gently, but in Zhao Youjia's ears, it made him feel hopeless in his heart.
His younger brother, and his most beloved woman, life and death, honor and disgrace are all held in the palm of this man in front of him.
He clasped his head in both hands, grabbed his hair fiercely, and a low growl sounded out of his throat, "Please let my brother and Jiaojiao go, as long as you let them go, I can die now."
That tone was as humble as a slave prostrate at the feet of the master.
Jing Boyuan looked at his humble appearance, and said with a smile: "I know that Mr. Zhao has means, and his heart is high. At this moment, he must be thinking about how to make a comeback in the future, and how to get revenge after the turnaround. How about this, from now on, if my wife hurts a hair outside, no matter whose fault it is, I will blame Mr. Zhao. Then, I will let the people all over the country appreciate Mr. Zhao and Ms. Gu's demeanor in bed. What do you think?"
With that said, Jing Boyuan got up and straightened the lapel of his coat, "The future will be long, our accounts should be settled slowly, there is no rush."
"My younger brother" Zhao Youjia blurted out when he saw Jing Boyuan was about to leave.
Jing Boyuan kept walking and said without turning his head: "I am different from you."
The box door was closed, Zhao Youjia was stunned for a long time, but he still didn't realize what Jing Boyuan meant.
Not long after, he received a call from his mother.
"Yujia, Youchen is back. This child and your uncle's neighbor's two sons went to see your grandma. They said that those two told him that your grandma was going to die. You also know that he has been closest to your grandma since childhood. He rushed over without saying hello, and didn't call to ask what's going on at home. Do you think this child is stupid? If he is a bad person, he may be trafficked now."
Zhao Youjia frowned upon hearing this, "Youchen's hand"
Mother Zhao: "What hand?"
Zhao Youjia: "Nothing."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Youjia sat on the chair in a daze, for a long time, laughed, the louder the laughter became, at the end it became a little bit crazy, with a bit of sarcasm.
Jing Boyuan said that he has means, but compared with Jing Boyuan, his little means are not worth mentioning.
Jing Boyuan kept him, but grasped his life, this feeling, it is better to just kill him, if he died, maybe he will be relieved, now like this, he is always worried, Zhao Youjia doesn't know how long he can last in this kind of life.
If Gu Jiao saw that video, Zhao Youjia couldn't imagine what it would be like to welcome him.
After five o'clock in the evening.
It was already dark outside the window, and the street lights in the yard were on.
Aunt Zhang was busy cooking in the kitchen, through the sliding glass door, Ye Qingxin also heard the sound of fireworks coming from inside.
She put down the computer, got off the hanging chair, and moved her stiff neck and limbs.
At this moment, the sound of a car engine came from outside the villa, and Jing Boyuan came back.
She walked to the entrance with her slippers on and opened the entrance door.
Just happened to see the scene of Jing Boyuan getting out of the car. The man was wearing a coat, buttoned up meticulously, and the scarf was neatly tucked inside the coat. He was mature, dignified, refined and steady.
Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the bouquet of roses in his arms, her heart beat a little faster, and her cheeks became hot.
Seeing that Ye Qingxin was only wearing a coat and the buttons were unbuttoned, Jing Boyuan couldn't help frowning, his steps were a little bigger and faster, he walked up to her, and led her into the room, "It's so cold, what are you doing out here?"
Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the rose in his arms, and she asked with a smile, "Why do you buy flowers?"
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I didn't write about the proposal, so I will ask in the next chapter.
Before writing this chapter, I thought of many ways to deal with Zhao Youjia, such as putting him in prison, or making him disabled, or ruining his reputation by exposing the video. I even wanted him to join Doctors Without Borders and go deep into the Middle East as a volunteer in a war-torn zone.
In the end, Mou Yao decided to keep him to live a life of fear. The video was like a knife hanging over his head. Well, just sauce.