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

A big hand with sharp bones grasped the door handle and pushed it open. The moment he got out of the car, Ji Tingqiu felt a pair of resentful eyes with a bit of expectation.

He knew that Cong Rong was waiting for him to give an explanation.

However, he can't.

The purpose of Qi Yu's bringing him here was to give him no room in front of Cong Rong.

The fists under his sleeves were clenched so tightly that veins bulged out, and with every step he took, his heart became tighter and painful.

"Tingqiu, you're here. I've already sent the invitation for our wedding to you two. Cong Rong doesn't believe it and insists on hearing it from your own mouth. Come on."

Qi Yu smiled gently and stepped forward to hold his arm.

Seeing them cuddling together affectionately, Cong Rong's fingernails on the back of the wheelchair were deeply embedded in her flesh.

Can a person change just by saying he wants to?

The day before, I kissed her in the hospital and told her I loved her.

Only one day passed,

He erased their past and married someone else.

"Welcome to the outdoor wedding at the Bulgari Hotel the day after tomorrow. You are welcome to attend on time." Ji Tingqiu said calmly.

He let Qi Yu hold his arm, and stretched out his arm to wrap his arms around Qi Yu while speaking.

Seeing this, Cong Rong's pupils suddenly tightened, and he barely held onto the wheelchair to support his shaky body.

If it weren't for three children,

She would be so dazed that she thought she had never appeared in his world.

He really wants to be so cruel, as cold-blooded and ruthless as he was six years ago.

There was a burst of applause,

"Dong Ji is really good at playing. He went through such a big circle to marry Miss Qi, and even asked me and Cong Rong to act with you. We won't go to the wedding so that no one will see the joke. After all, it is the bride who gets the joke after the second wedding. Son." Jingze looked at Qi Yu and laughed lightly.

"Master Jing, please stop being so weird here. I'm really looking forward to receiving your and Cong Rong's wedding invitation. Whether you come or not, I believe you can all see the live broadcast."

"Tingqiu, let's go. After choosing wedding photos, we have to try on dresses. Don't disturb their world here."

After Qi Yu finished speaking, he took the man's wrist and walked to the parking space on the roadside.

"Thank you, Chairman Ji, for making it possible."

Jingze watched the gloomy-faced man utter a few words with a playful expression.

The voice just fell,

Ji Tingqiu took two steps and suddenly turned back and glared at him.

"Just telling the truth, don't mind." Jingze spread his hands and shrugged with a smile.

Seeing this, Ji Tingqiu glanced past Jingze and glanced at the pale woman behind him.

The veins in his forehead twitched, and it felt like a knife was inserted into his heart, slowly cutting out his flesh and blood, and the pain was piercing to the bones.

I really want to hug her and hold her tightly in my arms.

Scanned by his cold gaze, Cong Rong stared at him quietly, hoping that he would speak.

Even if you say sorry.

In the next second,

Ji Tingqiu only left her with a distant figure.

"Cong Rong, wake up! Cong Rong..."

Her back gradually blurred, and as the world was spinning, she heard someone calling her name over and over again.

The arms holding her have the faint smell of tobacco that she likes...

An hour later, Qingcheng People’s Hospital,

The pungent smell of disinfectant flooded into her nose, and Cong Rong couldn't help but frown in the hazy state.

The sound of conversation came intermittently in my ears,

"The patient's progesterone is very low and requires infusion to protect the fetus..."

She raised her heavy eyelids with all her strength, and in her blurred vision, a tall figure turned away.

Is that him?

Was it Tingqiu who brought her to the hospital?

But the pain in her heart slowly expanded to her whole body as her consciousness regained consciousness, and then she remembered the scenes that had happened today.

"Cong Rong, what are you daydreaming about? He has already made up his mind to marry Qi Yu, how could he not avoid suspicion and send you to the hospital?"

Thinking like this, tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.

After Jingze realized that she was conscious, he called softly, "Cong Rong, are you feeling better?"

"Aze, who brought me to the hospital, was it him?" Cong Rong said, her eyes gradually turning red.

Jingze hesitated for two seconds and shook his head.

Ji Tingqiu wouldn't let him say it, so naturally he wouldn't say it either.

Long pain is worse than short pain,

Marrying Qi Yu is highly likely to be a certainty, so it would be better for her to accept the reality as soon as possible.

"Aze, you should go home when it gets dark. I'll go back by myself after the infusion. I want to have some peace and quiet. Don't worry about me. I won't be too busy thinking about my child."

Cong Rong watched the corners of his mouth twist into a forced arc.

"Okay, see you at the train station the day after tomorrow." Jingze nodded.

He knew that no one's persuasion would be of any use.

This matter still needs Cong Rong to figure out and overcome this hurdle.

It was just dark now, and there was a long line of people on the road in front of the hospital.

By the time we took a taxi back to Jing's house, it was already an hour later and it was completely dark.

The solar street lights flashed with dazzling white light, illuminating the entire road except behind the green belt.

"Aze..."

Shigure hid behind the green belt, his eyes filled with pity.

When he got out of the car, Jingze's usually calm face was obviously a little more busy and embarrassed.

The driver was already impatient and patted the steering wheel from time to time. Seeing that the Jing family residence was not like ordinary people, he cleared his throat and said,

"I said, little brother, this is the time when I get the most orders. You rich people don't look down on ten or eight yuan, but it's not easy for us as workers to support our families. Can you give me some lost work allowance?"

Hearing this, Jingze was stunned, hiding the flash of shame and anger as he lowered his eyes.

He deliberately didn't call the housekeeper, just because he wanted to try to get off the car by himself, so as to save others trouble in the future.

However, he forgot.

Everyone is busy making money to make a living, who can have time to accompany a paralyzed person to perform rehabilitation exercises over and over again.

Maybe, it's just that girl.

"Here, you don't need to look for it."

As he spoke, Jingze took out a stack of red bills from his wallet and put it on the passenger seat.

"Hey... Okay, okay, I'll help you get out of the car."

The driver's attitude made a 180-degree turn, and he bent over and respectfully carried him into the wheelchair.

"Sir, please walk slowly. Remember to call me next time you travel." The driver put the business card in Jingze's hand and said to please him.

Just as they were about to turn around and leave, a clear female voice sounded behind them,

"Give me your business card. I need it. I want to see when the taxi company can still make extra money."

"Sir, please lend me your business card and take a look. I'll call the municipal government and ask if this business is available."

The girl who spoke was carrying a cross-body canvas bag and looked refreshed in a black sports suit.

Deliberately ignoring Jingze's stunned expression, Shigure's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

She stepped forward with light steps and took the business card from his hand, pretending to call the municipal hotline to complain.

"Hey, hey, hey... I said, little girl, I don't want the money, why don't you, please don't call me."

Seeing that she had made the call, the driver was so anxious that he quickly took out the money and threw it back into Jingze's lap.

If this is complained about,

Not to mention the penalty of one month's bonus, the order distribution will be reduced by half, which is not worth the loss.

"Well, I can only give you one hundred more for your hard work. I'm not an unkind person. Let's go quickly."

Shigure took out one of the dozens of Mao Zedong pictures and handed it to the driver, waving his hand to signal him to leave quickly.

The driver bowed to her three times as if she had received amnesty, then hurriedly started the engine and left.

"Time Rain!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Jingze called out to her before he could think of what to say.

"Aze, I didn't mean to bother you. I just can't stand him bullying you. Don't let this kind of person get used to him in the future. This is not how you spend your money."

Shigure took a deep breath and turned to look at him with a smile.

He must be asking her why she lied.

If she could explain this obsession clearly, she wouldn't be here.

"When did you come, or did you say you haven't left yet..."

Jingze's voice became deeper and deeper as he spoke.

The figure I accidentally saw from the balcony last time must be her. In that case, she has been staying in Qingcheng, just avoiding him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't understand even more.

When he was so down and out, Shigure didn't dislike him, so why was he avoiding him now.

There is only one reason I can think of...

"Is it because I transferred 300 million to you? Shigure, I really don't mean anything else. I just want to thank you for taking care of me for six years." Jingze explained hurriedly.

"Aze, you're overthinking. I won't see you because I'm afraid of disturbing you from returning to your old life, and I'm afraid that Cong Rong will think too much. But don't worry, I've already bought a ticket to go back to my hometown, and I won't lie to you this time."

Shigure said as he found the screenshot of the ticket purchase on his phone and handed it to him.

Suddenly, a warm and powerful hand grasped her wrist tightly, and the hot temperature spread down the generous palm to her slender arm.

Slowly, Shigure felt her whole body heat up.

"Aze, you..." She lowered her head and met a pair of bright black eyes.

"I've been bothering you for six years, now you know I'm sorry?" Jingze said in a low voice.

His tone was soft and a bit playful, as if he could see through the girl's ignorant thoughts.

"Uh... I mean, you and Cong Rong need private space. It's not good for me to be in front of your eyes all the time. You have already given me so much money. If others find out, they will think that I am too greedy and want to blackmail you. A stroke of..."

Shigure felt something was wrong with his gaze;

She explained in embarrassment but was pulled into his arms by a brutal force.

"You can continue to blackmail me. The amount depends on your mood. As long as... you just need to stay with me and accompany me to the capital for treatment, okay?"

Jingze hugged the back of her head and said in a deep voice.

The warm breath mixed with the hoarse voice was sent to his ears, and Shigure's body seemed to be loaded with an electric current, instantly numbing and a little soft.

The remaining consciousness told her not to press his legs.

So in an extremely funny posture, she

The upper body was lying on Jingze's body, with his arms supporting the wheelchair and his butt raised high. At first glance, this posture seemed funny, but after a second look, Jingze felt inexplicably irritated.

cough~

"Say if you feel uncomfortable, if you are tired, why do you always have to endure it."

He patted Shigure's head lovingly and couldn't laugh or cry, but his heart was even more moved.

Being looked at by him so tenderly, Shigure's face turned as red as an apple.

"Uh... Aze, it's cold outside. You should go back. It's not good for your family to see you. We'll talk tomorrow."

Shigure hurriedly waved to him, clutched his bag and ran away.

A few minutes later,

"Master?"

Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper, saw him looking in one direction in a daze, with a smile on his lips, and patted his shoulder worriedly.

"Well, Uncle Zhang, you're here." Jingze smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

Uncle Zhang looked around carefully and saw no one.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat,

"Is the eldest young master... so depressed that he has hallucinations?"

Uncle Zhang secretly cursed that he must report this matter to Jing Yunkang and his wife, and get the treatment as soon as possible.

In the Garden Community, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Cong Rong dragged her tired body home after infusion.

After opening the door softly, the living room was dark.

She breathed a sigh of relief, not having to face the cross-examination of Mr. Rui and Rui Shuyan.

She didn't want to mention anything about Ji Tingqiu.

Every time I think about it, my heart aches as if it's broken.

After changing shoes and hanging up the bag, he turned and walked towards the bedroom. Suddenly, a light from the mobile phone screen lit up on the sofa in the living room.

After seeing the haggard look on each other's faces, the two blurted out at the same time,

"are you OK."

Cong Rong nodded, then shook his head.

It's a lie to say yes.

Looking at her haggard look and combining it with what her grandfather said in the afternoon, Rui Shuyan guessed that she already knew about Ji Tingqiu's marriage to Qi Yu.

"Ji Tingqiu and Qi Yu's wedding is the day after tomorrow. Will you stay?" Cong Rong asked.

She knew that Rui Shuyan would be no less sad than she was.

While the two were silent, Mr. Rui's angry questioning voice suddenly came from behind.