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

Cong Rong's eyes were staring straight at the corner, like a puppet that had lost its soul, just mumbling to itself.

At this time, the ward door opened from the outside.

When Ji Tingqiu came in, he saw an empty hospital bed. He rushed forward nervously, put down a pile of examination reports in his hand, and started looking around.

"Cong Rong, why are you sitting in the corner?"

Just before going out, his eyes fell on the corner under the curtains, where Cong Rong was staring blankly at the ground and talking to himself.

Ji Tingqiu hugged her lovingly and put her back on the hospital bed.

He leaned over Cong Rong's mouth, trying to hear clearly what nonsense she was talking about.

The moment he heard clearly, he hugged Cong Rong into his arms.

She was blaming herself.

He was the one to blame. They shouldn't have left Shigure alone in the hall that night.

After he and Yu Chuan searched every corner outside to no avail,

He suggested checking the surveillance.

In this way, he and Yu Chuan were getting farther and farther away from where Shigure left, and it took some time for them to return after receiving Jingze's text message.

Ji Tingqiu will always remember how bloody the scene was when he rushed into the bathroom.

Heishan held a sharp fragment in his hand and was about to cut open the flesh of Cong Rong's calf. Then he kicked him on the back of the head and passed out.

Seeing Shigure lying lifeless in a pool of blood, his head began to hurt violently, and his brain nerves seemed to be picked into a mess by an invisible force.

He fell to his knees in pain and beat his head hard.

"Tingqiu, I've paid back what I owe you...you owe me everything in this life..."

The familiar woman in his mind was also lying in a pool of blood, and his hands were covered with the woman's blood.

"Qi Yu!"

In an instant, some memory fragments were reorganized in my mind, and the past grudges with Qi Yu emerged intermittently.

He finally remembered who Qi Yu was and how Qi Yu died.

He even thought of Cong Rong’s past with her.

I remembered that Ji Linyuan survived by taking off a layer of skin from Heishan's hand,

Reminds me of Mu Qingqing's perverted abuse by Heishan and a group of drug dealers.

I even remembered that Cong Rong was almost defiled by them in the factory that day...

His fists hit Heishan's head, body, and waist wounds hard one after another...

Until Feng Yuchen and his men arrived, Heishan seemed to have lost its breath.

After bringing order to the scene, Feng Yuchen looked at the half-dead Heishan and sighed, and then told Yu Chuan to bite them to the death. It was all self-defense.

Later, when Jingze arrived, Ji Tingqiu no longer wanted to recall his embarrassing appearance at that time.

They were silent all the way, and together they followed the ambulance to take Cong Rong and Shi Yu to the hospital.

"Cong Rong, I know you feel uncomfortable. No one wants these things to happen, so don't blame it on yourself, okay? You and I."

Cong Rong raised her head following the voice and saw clearly that it was Ji Tingqiu. She collapsed and grabbed his collar and shook him desperately.

"Where's Shigure? Tell me where Shigure is. I want to see her. Take me to see her."

She looked into Ji Tingqiu's deep black eyes, trying hard to find a hint of information that Shi Yu was still alive.

However, all she saw was heaviness and helplessness.

Cong Rong's tears became more and more violent. She could only use her nails to clasp the flesh on the back of her hand, suppressing the tears with pain.

"Okay, I'll take you there and get you a coat." Ji Tingqiu nodded.

He found the coat and windbreaker that Xiao Yu had just given and put it on Cong Rong, fastened each button carefully, and then placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

The kiss like a dragonfly's water made Cong Rong a little stunned. She raised her head and looked at him with confused eyes.

Ji Tingqiu seemed to have changed somewhere, but she couldn't figure out where.

Ten minutes later, he carefully carried Cong Rong into the car.

Seeing how skillfully he put on his seat belt, Cong Rong thought in a daze that the Ji Tingqiu from before was back.

But so what if she came back, she was so tired.

It was all like a dream that drained her energy, and now she just wanted to say sorry to Shigure in person.

The early morning sunlight slanted through the car window, casting a shadow on Cong Rong's delicate face.

She turned her face sideways, her eyes hidden in the shadows and kept the same posture. Ji Tingqiu couldn't see her melancholy eyes, but he only knew that she had a lot on her mind.

"Are you hungry? Can I buy you something to eat?" After a moment of silence, Ji Tingqiu suddenly asked.

Cong Rong shook his head and said nothing.

Suddenly the car slowed down and stalled. Ji Tingqiu parked the car on the side of the road, got out, took the passenger seat and opened the door.

"I'll hold you and let's go buy something."

After saying that, before she could express her stance, Cong Rong got a little lighter and was already hugged by him and came to the flower shop.

"Pick a bunch, you are good at this." Ji Tingqiu said looking at the flowers in the room.

Cong Rong seemed to understand what he meant, and her heart ached violently. After all, it was because of her that Shigure was harmed.

The simple and kind girl exchanged his life for hers.

"Ma'am, who do you want to send the message to and what occasion is it? If you have something you like, you can just pick it and I will write it down for you." The clerk asked kindly.

What occasion?

Cong Rong's tears fell down in a second.

She broke away from Ji Tingqiu's support and chose a handful of white roses, a few white lilies and light green lisianthus, and finally decorated them with baby's breath and thousand layers of gold.

She only met Shigure a few times;

I heard everything about that girl from Aze's mouth.

She lost her parents at a young age and was forced to move forward by life. She had to count every penny carefully, but she was willing to use all her savings to save Aze's life.

Shigure saved Azawa and indirectly saved her life.

Otherwise, she will suffer from the guilt of killing Aze for the rest of her life.

She already owed her a favor, but this girl saved her again, this time risking her life.

A devastating disaster caused Shigure's pure and clean white rose to wither.

She deserves to die.

She really wanted to pick up the scissors on the table and pierce her chest to atone for Shigure's sins...

When the clerk saw that she wanted to do it herself, she thoughtfully brought a chair, scissors, and white background paper.

Cong Rong trimmed the barbs of the flowers one by one, and cut off the excess buds, branches and leaves.

Every flower is like a precious pearl in her hands, being carefully cared for and played with gently.

Her movements were delicate but not slow. It only took fifteen minutes to finish the entire bouquet.

The clerk's eyes lit up when he saw her outfit, so he mustered up the courage to say,

"Miss, your bouquet of flowers is so well matched. Can I take a photo and go back to study the layering layout?"

Cong Rong nodded lightly.

She thought that Shigure would also like this bouquet of flowers.

Ji Tingqiu first carried her back to the car, then returned to the checkout and carefully delivered the flowers to Cong Rong.

Before getting on the bus, he accidentally saw a steamed bun shop next to him.

He trotted over and bought some breakfast for Cong Rong to take with him.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of Jing's house. Ji Tingqiu carried her into the Jing family residence.

Passing through the small garden, Cong Rong caught a glimpse of the man sitting in a wheelchair at the entrance of the courtyard.