The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Xia Yanxi clearly felt the temperature of the air around her drop suddenly.

She pursed her lips, "I...I didn't mean that."

She just didn't understand what Ji Beimu's hot and cold treatment meant for her.

"As I said, as Mrs. Ji San, you should be responsible for your own identity. Even if you have left the Ji family, it doesn't mean you can lose the Ji family's face in front of outsiders."

After Ji Beimu finished speaking, he left with a livid face.

Xia Yanxi frowned slightly, recalling what he said just now, her delicate little face felt lonely.

It seemed that she was overthinking it. Ji Beimu didn't care about her, but he didn't want her to affect his reputation.

So he felt that she was in the boxing ring today, which made him feel ashamed?

Xia Yanxi looked at the bruise on her arm depressedly.

But obviously, she was only here to prove herself, to let him see her strength...

Ji Beimu returned to the car.

Zhao Bin handed him a tablet, "Master, this is the interrogation video."

The man took the tablet with his bony palm, and a video was displayed on the tablet.

In the picture, Zhao Youcheng was tied up by Wuhuada and had already suffered a lot of punishment.

The voice of Zhao Bin's subordinate questioning Zhao Youcheng came from the tablet: "Say! Why did you do that to Miss Xia? What conspiracy do you have?"

"I don't know...I really don't know..." Zhao Youcheng said with a bruised nose and a face full of fear, "You can check the school's surveillance video. I really didn't put that silver needle in."

Zhao Bin took the opportunity to explain: "Third Master, although Beicheng University has monitoring equipment, but because the area is too large, some places cannot be photographed by the monitoring equipment."

In other words, as long as the other party has the will to do something, they can definitely avoid the monitoring equipment to do so.

The man in the back seat squinted his eagle-like eyes, staring at Zhao Youcheng's face on the tablet screen.

After catching the panic and confusion in his eyes, Ji Beimu put the tablet aside, "It's not him."

Zhao Bin knew that he had seen countless people, and he could tell if someone was lying just by looking at them.

"So, Zhao Youcheng is just a scapegoat?" Zhao Bin's face became serious, "Master, I will let people continue to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

The man's thin lips were tight and he did not respond, but the silence already represented approval.

He leaned on the car window with one hand, recalling what the girl said just now, a gloomy flash of gloom flashed across his sharp-edged face.

Zhao Bin sent the interrogation video to Xia Yanxi.

After Xia Yanxi watched it, she gave the same result: "Assistant Zhao, he obviously doesn't know about this matter, let him go first."

She doesn't want to hurt the innocent, but she will definitely find out whoever is behind the scenes!

Zhao Bin hung up the phone, got Ji Beimu's permission, and then released Zhao Youcheng.

That night, Xia Yanxi kept coughing.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Xia Yanxi heard the noise in the next room and couldn't help but come over to check.

He turned on the lamp beside the bed, only to find that Xia Yanxi lying on the bed turned strangely red, her eyes were slightly closed, without any reaction.

"Sister!" Xia Jinyuan held her hand, noticing how hot her arm was.

He quickly grabbed Xia Yanxi's cell phone and called 120.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance took Xia Yanxi and Xia Jinyuan to the hospital together.

"Uncle doctor, how is my sister?"

"Your sister has a high fever, but she hasn't found any abnormality in her body yet. We have given her anti-fever medicine. I believe she will recover in a few hours."

Xia Jinyuan nodded heavily, and stood beside the hospital bed, holding Xia Yanxi's hand tightly.

After the doctor left, he thought about it, took a photo of Xia Yanxi on her cell phone, and sent it to Ji Beimu.

Immediately, the information record was deleted on the phone.

At this time, Platinum Mansion.

In the room on the second floor of the villa, Ji Beimu was taking a shower.

He came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe casually, the water stains from his short black hair slid down his angular side face, dripping onto his strong chest.

The man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, wiping his wet hair with a towel, but his deep narrow eyes were a bit dim.

She said they were okay.

Also asked why he should care about her.

Every time he thought of this, Ji Beimu's eyebrows frowned deeply.

At this time, the phone received a message with a "ding".

He picked it up casually, and when he saw the photo sent by the other party, his face suddenly sank.

In the picture, the girl lying on the hospital bed has a weak face, with a strange redness on her face. She seems to be very sad, and her eyebrows are frowned into a word "chuan".

The door of the room was knocked by Yan Bo, the housekeeper, "Master, the coffee you asked for has been delivered."

Ji Beimu clenched his phone tightly, strode out, opened the door and said coldly, "Prepare the car!"

Yan Bo was taken aback by his sudden aura, and after realizing it, he quickly asked someone to arrange it.

In the corner of the corridor, Sheng Yuping looked at the man's ashen face, her eyes flickered...

Xia Jinyuan stood quietly beside the hospital bed like a stone for her elder sister.

After a while, the door of the ward was pushed open.

He turned his head and saw a tall figure walking in.

The man's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were fixed on the girl on the hospital bed.

Xia Jinyuan was a little surprised.

It has only been 15 minutes since he sent the message.

If Ji Beimu happened to be in Platinum Mansion when he received the text message, it proved that Ji Beimu rushed over immediately after receiving the message.

Thinking of this, Xia Jinyuan looked at him with less hostility.

Yan Bo also followed, and waved to Xia Jinyuan at the door of the ward, "Young Master, I have something to tell you."

Xia Jinyuan rolled her eyes and walked out obediently.

He was worried that more things that would be difficult for them to deal with would happen, so he went to Ji Beimu.

Now that Ji Beimu is here, he doesn't mind leaving them some space to be alone.

After all, Ji Beimu came here in a hurry, which proved that this man still had his sister in his heart.

Bo Yan took Xia Jinyuan away and closed the door of the ward tenderly.

Ji Beimu sat down beside the hospital bed, held the girl's hand, and felt the scorching heat from her body.

The moment the girl's hand was grabbed by him, as if she sensed his arrival, her eyelids moved slightly.

"Keep sleeping." Ji Beimu frowned and ordered forcefully.

The girl's curly eyelashes fluttered, but she couldn't bear the discomfort in her body, and she still couldn't open her eyes for a long time.

Ji Beimu looked at the place on the back of her hand where the infusion was needled, and stretched out his fingertips to gently stroke the back of her hand, trying to relieve her discomfort...

When Xia Yanxi woke up, it was already dawn.

"Sister." Xia Jinyuan asked worriedly, "How are you feeling?"

Xia Yanxi slowly opened her eyes, "I...why am I in the ward?"

Xia Jinyuan told her about Xia Yanxi's sudden high fever last night, but did not mention Ji Beimu's arrival as Ji Beimu ordered.

Xia Yanxi sat up on the hospital bed, she looked at the pinhole on the back of her hand, and some pictures appeared in her mind.

"Did anyone come over last night?" Xia Yanxi asked tentatively.

Xia Jinyuan shook his head, "Sister, I said that I would not let other people hurt you, so I stayed by your side last night, and I will not let anyone approach you when you are weak."

So what he meant was that the man didn't come over last night?

Xia Yanxi felt deep disappointment in her heart.

Could it be that the scenes she vaguely saw in the dark were all just dreams?
The doctor just came in to make rounds, Xia Yanxi restrained her emotions and asked, "Doctor, I've been in good health all along, why did I suddenly have a high fever? And before I had a fever, I didn't have any symptoms."

"Because you were found to have a severe fever last night, I specially took your blood sample for testing, but the results will not be known until two days later."

"Thank you doctor."

After the doctor confirmed that her fever was gone, Xia Yanxi got out of bed quickly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the bruise on the back of her hand that was injured by Zhao Youcheng's fist.

Inexplicable silver needles, and sudden high fever...

Xia Yanxi had no choice but to link the two together, her face became more and more ugly.

She felt a little uneasy.

I always feel that I have been involved in a conspiracy without knowing it...