Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

"Mr. Jing seems to be too worried about my wife. You might as well take care of your wife when you have this time."

His sharp gaze swept Jingze back and forth several times, and finally landed on Rong Jingxian who was not far away.

He just quietly stared at Rong Jingxian with meaningful eyes.

Feeling a bunch of cold eyes cast directly on her body, Rong Jingxian looked at the head of the person with a "boom".

A chill quickly surged from the soles of her feet and rushed to her forehead.

A great sense of fear swept over her body, and she froze in place.

"Ji... Ji Zong",

Rong Jingxian was so nervous that she couldn't straighten her tongue and couldn't speak a complete sentence.

It's Ji Tingqiu!

Wait, she must have heard wrong!

"wife!"

Cong Rong is his wife!

Cong Rong is the rumored Mrs. Ji, the Mrs. Ji whom she has always wanted to date!

Who was the woman holding Ji Tingqiu's arm at the beginning of the banquet?

Did Ji Tingqiu and Cong Rong meet each other?

The life-threatening information hit her brain one after another, Rong Jingxian couldn't bear the high-intensity stimulation and fainted to the ground.

"I don't want to see a word in the media about what happened tonight, or I will bear the consequences!"

After Ji Tingqiu said forcefully, he strode away with the woman in his arms.

He was originally a special soldier, coupled with his outstanding height, the chaotic and noisy crowd did not affect his sight.

The scene of Cong Rong falling into the water just now did not escape his eyes.

The man's intuition told him that the grievances between the Rong family and Cong Rong seemed to be deep.

In order to prevent Cong Rong from being counted against again in the future, he has no choice but to disclose her identity in public.

It seems that someone needs to be sent to investigate afterwards, lest Cong Rong be injured again in the future and he will not be able to explain to his mother.

Like Rong Jingxian, everyone at the scene felt as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt.

The president of the Ji family, known for being cruel and cold-blooded on weekdays, publicly protected his wife in public.

What's even more jaw-dropping is that Mrs. Ji Shao has been imprisoned many times, her hands and feet are dirty and she even meddled in Jing Shao's marriage.

"Hey, didn't that lady from the capital just now claim to be the Lord?"

The two ladies covered their faces with their bags and whispered to each other.

"Looking at her aura, I also thought it was true. It was useless to flatter me."

"That's right, you have a really thick skin!"

"When Mrs. Ji is well, let's make an appointment to visit together..."

The discussion between the two just fell into the ears of Qi Yu who was hiding in the corner.

She pursed her lips tightly, her face pained as if her chest was strangled.

The dull pain and soreness burned from her heart all the way to her throat, and the tears kept swirling in her eyes, almost falling down.

"Why did it become like this"?

Qi Yu's eyes dimmed, and he left quietly.

"Yu Chuan, People's Hospital!"

Babus stepped up, Ji Tingqiu looked at the woman in his arms with anxious eyes.

Cong Rong's face was pale at the moment, and there was no trace of life on her round face, but there were two unusual blushes on her cheeks.

She has a fever!

In order not to touch the large wound on her back, Ji Tingqiu could only support her neck with his right hand.

There was a sticky liquid coming from his hand, which was the blood he was all too familiar with.

"Baby..., my baby, please don't leave mother, I only have you"

Cong Rong's lips were already dark purple due to blood loss, and her lips moved up and down, muttering to herself.

"Cong Rong, wake up!"

From the beginning of meeting her, this woman was either sharp-tongued or desolate and alienated.

Seeing her now lifeless like a broken doll, Ji Tingqiu didn't feel relieved for some reason.

A certain part of his heart was flustered, which made him look out of the window restlessly.

When approaching the exit of the manor, Yu Chuan glanced through the rearview mirror, and then slowly drove out of the gate of the manor through the speed bump.

After retiring from the army, he followed Ji Tingqiu all the way back to Ji's family to seize power. Yu Chuan had never seen Ji Tingqiu showing such a look of helplessness and anxiety.

Perhaps this young lady has special meaning to Mr. Ji.

Thinking of Yu Chuan in this way also lifted his heart, and he secretly prayed that Cong Rong would be safe.

At this time, a lonely figure on the side of the road suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound of the roaring car engine.

Looking at the approaching car, Qi Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she was all too familiar with the sound of Ji Tingqiu's car engine.

"He came to pick me up! Ting Qiu must have been acting just now."

Qi Yu smiled and turned sideways, trying hard to see the figure she was expecting from the dark car window.

However, the car body did not intend to slow down at all, and directly brushed her skirt and passed by at a high speed.

After the raised arm stopped in the air for a few seconds, Qi Yu covered his face with his hands and his shoulders kept trembling.

Repressed for a long time, unwilling to be completely released, she stared at the direction of the car with scarlet eyes.

Hatred crawled out of her chest and almost devoured her.

***

People's Hospital Emergency Room

"The patient has a large wound on the back and needs to be disinfected to take out the fragments and suture the wound. However, she has an obstetric examination record in our hospital. Anesthesia will affect the fetus. The family members will sign after careful consideration."

The middle-aged male doctor preparing for the operation is waiting for Ji Tingqiu's reply.

"No anesthesia! Do your best to keep the baby." Ji Tingqiu hesitated for two seconds before replying seriously.

He knows how painful it is for ordinary people without anesthesia.

For ten years, he escaped assassination from his stepmother and narrowly escaped death on the battlefield.

The number of times I have cleaned and bandaged wounds without anesthesia alone is not a lot.

That kind of pain is no less than a secondary injury on the premise that the body is conscious.

But thinking of Cong Rong's nonsense in a coma, he somehow chose to keep the child for her.

Subconsciously, he felt that Cong Rong needed two children.

She will definitely be eager to die when she loses her child, and when the mother finds out, she will also be sad.

So nothing will happen to this woman and the child in her womb.

Comforting himself like this, Ji Tingqiu's frowning brows relaxed a little.

A shrill scream sounded intermittently in the corridor outside the operating room, and then the sound became weaker and weaker.

……

It was two days and two nights before Cong Rong regained consciousness again.

During this period, Ji Tingqiu stayed close to every step, and Yu Chuan sent all the official documents to the ward.

"Mr. Jing, as long as your son doesn't take the initiative to provoke me, I believe my wife will have her own measure, and our cooperation will naturally continue as usual."

Jing Yunkang wanted to say something on the phone, but Ji Tingqiu hung up the phone sullenly and threw it aside.

Less than a minute later, the phone rang again.

Seeing the caller ID, the gloom on his face instantly disappeared.

"Mom, after attending the dinner party, Cong Rong said that she likes the environment of the manor very much. I will stay with her for a few more days and treat it as a honeymoon."

After hanging up Hua Anyue's call respectfully, Ji Tingqiu swept the hospital bed and found that Cong Rong woke up at some point.

At the moment, she is looking straight at the ceiling but her eyes don't seem to be focused.

Cong Rong was awakened by the strong and pungent smell of disinfectant water.

The moment she regained consciousness, she suddenly touched her stomach.

"Where's my child?"

She burst into tears for a moment, feeling grievances, worries, and the fear of the rest of her life.

She vaguely remembered that Ji Tingqiu picked her up from the shards of glass and sent her to the hospital.

Not long after the doctor started in the operating room, she passed out from the pain.

At the moment of recollection, there was a bursting pain in her temple, and she couldn't help frowning.

"The child is fine. If you continue to cry, you might die. Now that you wake up, take medicine and get well. You must be discharged when my mother is discharged from the hospital in three days."

Ji Tingqiu glanced at her sideways, but the movement of pouring medicine in his hands didn't stop.

"Drink!"

"..."

"Open your mouth and drink it immediately!"

Holding back his patience, he handed the medicine to Cong Rong's mouth, Ji Tingqiu gritted his teeth and wanted to pour it into her mouth.

"..."

Cong Rong turned her head away with a disgusted face. She hated drinking soup since she was a child.

The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine in front of her eyes directly smoked out her tears.

Since her parents had an accident, no one cared about whether she was sick or not, and she didn't have money to buy medicine and took it all by herself.

Thinking of this banyan tree suddenly made my heart moist.

She suddenly felt that the man with a stinky face in front of her was not so annoying.

When she was publicly humiliated by Rong Jingxian and her brother at the dinner party, it was Ji Tingqiu who saved herself again.

Although this man utters bad words every time we meet, his heart doesn't seem to be that bad.

There was a flash of determination in Cong Rong's eyes, and she decided to tell him all about her past.

Tell him that he was wrongly imprisoned, and had to sell himself for money to give his first life to a dead man.

She was even pregnant with the man in the lighthouse.

No matter how Ji Tingqiu thinks of himself after knowing the truth, Cong Rong believes that the result will at least not be worse than it is now.

Her eyes softened a lot, and she slowly took the soup in the man's hand and drank it down.

"Mr. Ji, I think there is some misunderstanding between us."