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

"Mr. Ji, hurry up! The old lady suddenly became conscious and kept calling the names of you and the young lady."

Ji Tingqiu was startled when he heard the words, and then rushed to the ICU like crazy.

"Aze, push me over, I'm afraid it will be too late, hurry up!"

Cong Rong was alarmed that Hua Anyue's situation might not be good, her heart sank suddenly, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

In the intensive care unit, the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of beeps from the monitoring equipment can be heard quietly in the room.

After a long time, Hua Anyue finally raised her heavy eyelids, her pupils were a little cloudy and foggy, and her vision might not be clear anymore.

"Qiu'er..."

"Mom, I'm here, son listen."

Ji Tingqiu quickly took Hua Anyue's palm, and he touched the back of his mother's withered and wrinkled hand, his eyes filled with tears.

"You don't have to worry about me, you must...you must make Ji Zheng pay the price, the karma will be accepted by mom...buy me next to the cemetery of my old neighbor Rong Sheng, so that mom won't have to worry about no one talking And take good care of Cong Rong, don't let her be wronged, the one from the Qi family will never be allowed to step into the door of Ji's family."

Hua Anyue's voice was weak, but the logic was clear and there was no nonsense.

Hearing the last sentence, Qi Yu bit her lips tightly, as if she had been nailed to the pillar of shame.

It seems that Hua Anyue has already suspected that she helped Ji Zheng attend the wedding.

Qi Yu looked away from the window in embarrassment, a trace of ferocity flashed in her eyes.

"Rong girl, are you there?"

"You're just like my daughter. If Qiu'er feels sorry for you, can you give him a chance for Mom's sake? He values ​​affection but is easy to be used by others...

Marriage is bound to stumble, if you are really tired, mom will not force you, as long as you feel happy.Banyan girl remembers bringing flowers to the grave and talking to me..."

A tear fell silently from the corner of her eyes, and Hua Anyue passed out again.

Then there was a piercing beeping sound from the detector, no matter how much Ji Tingqiu and Cong Rong called, it was of no avail.

"Get out of the way, hurry, send to the emergency room, put on the defibrillator, CPR, hurry!" A group of nurses rushed into the ward after hearing the siren, and rushed Hua Anyue to the emergency room.

"Mom, I beg you, don't leave me, please wait a little longer..."

Cong Rong plopped and knelt outside the emergency room door, her face was mixed with tears and snot, and she couldn't cry anymore, but she was powerlessly pawing at the cold door, unwilling to get up no matter what.

"Mom, don't go, please don't go, I have something to tell you..."

Cong Rong wept again in remorse!

She regretted not telling Hua Anyue that she was pregnant when she was conscious.

"Cong Rong, don't be like this, you still have a child in your belly." Jing Ze carefully carried Cong Rong back into the wheelchair.

This scene fell into Ji Tingqiu's eyes, the anger in his chest was ignited like gasoline, and his eyes burned red.

"Cong Rong, you still have the mood to flirt with men. You'd better ask yourself for blessings. My mother is fine, otherwise I want you to be buried with the evil seed in your belly." After finishing speaking, he turned his back and kicked towards the long row seat.

Two hours later, the headlights in the operating room went out again. The doctor took off his rubber gloves and sighed.

"The patient's condition has been temporarily stabilized, but he is not sure when he will wake up, and he may not wake up again."

After Hua Anyue was pushed back to the ward, she didn't regain consciousness until it was dark at night. Ji Tingqiu planned to take Cong Rong back to Ji's house.

"Ting Qiu, can you see me off?"

Qi Yu stood behind him and said with red eyes.

"Yu Chuan, send Ms. Qi back to the hotel. I still have something to attend to, and I'll see you later."

Ji Tingqiu didn't care about her feelings, now he just wanted to find the source of the restlessness in his heart.

"Ting Qiu..."

Qi Yu yelled sadly, but the man never looked back.

"Miss Qi, do you know what it means to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred? I won't expose you, it depends on how you end up."

Before leaving, Jing Ze suddenly approached her ear and whispered mockingly.

"Cong Rong, forgive me for being selfish. I will definitely take you out of here." Jing Ze murmured in his heart.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when the off-road vehicle arrived at the gate of Ji's villa.

The two entered the door one after the other without making a sound.

"Eldest young master, young madam, have you eaten yet? Is the food still hot?" Aunt Wang hurried forward and asked.

"no need"

The two answered in unison and went upstairs silently.

"Why did you quarrel again on the big day today? This young master obviously likes the young lady, why is he always so stern?"

Mrs. Wang didn't know what happened during the day, she just thought that the two of them were having a fight.

As soon as Cong Rong entered the bedroom door, she got into the bathroom. She turned the faucet to the maximum and lay down on the sink in pain.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you!"

She didn't know how long she cried until the sound of the water suddenly stopped, and she raised her head in surprise.

In the mirror, Ji Tingqiu was standing right behind her.

His deep eyes were probing her, this kind of affection was different from the coldness and sternness in the past, Cong Rong unconsciously panicked.

"How did you get in..."

"You didn't close the door." Ji Tingqiu just opened his lips slightly.

"You can't leave Ji's house until my mother's business is done."

His voice was hoarse with a little tear after the pain, and he sounded exhausted.

"I know, I won't leave if you don't tell me. My relationship with Aunt Yue is not as despicable as you think. I have already regarded her as my mother."

Cong Rong lowered her head and bit her lips. Four years ago, her mother disappeared due to a car accident, and she didn't have time to see her for the last time.

Now that she wants to spend the last time with Hua Anyue, it is to make up for the regret in her heart.

Thinking of this, her tears could not be restrained again and climbed up her cold face. The whole person looked like a broken porcelain doll, and one could not help but feel the urge to feel pity.

In the next second, Ji Tingqiu took a step forward, took her body into his arms, and stroked her warm back with a rough hand.

Cong Rong's cheek was just pressed against his strong chest, her soft lips touched the man's sexy texture in a panic, and her face was dyed a bright red.

She felt the man's body suddenly hot up, and her breathing became heavier and heavier, as if she could bear something.

The woman's hot breath brushed against his chest, Ji Tingqiu felt that something in his body was crumbling, and despite his strong willpower in the army for many years, he had no choice but to surrender at this moment.

He suddenly buried his head in her smooth black long hair, and for a moment the familiar scent of bitter orange blossom flooded into his nostrils, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were gradually clouded. With an indescribable feeling, the arm around Cong Rong became tighter and tighter.

"It hurts~, take it easy."

Cong Rong couldn't resist his confinement, so she could only try her best to resist his strength with her hands, she was worried that she would hurt the baby in her stomach.

"The child in your belly is his?"

Ji Tingqiu's muffled voice carried a hint of displeasure, but Cong Rong's whole body trembled.

"Hmm..." She bit her lip guilty, afraid that the man would notice something.

At this moment, her bright red lips were ravaged back and forth by her white teeth, and those small lips looked even more alluring. In the next second, Ji Tingqiu grabbed the back of her head and forced Cong Rong to raise his head to meet him.

He felt that the boredom and depression of the past few days had finally found its source, and he wished to fill it up fiercely.

Ji Tingqiu deeply blocked all her retreats with her unique dominance, prying open her defenses with the tip of her moist tongue, and drove straight in to explore every softness and sweetness that belonged to her.

"Well……"

A moment later, Cong Rong's raving was lost in the man's entanglement, and she unconsciously climbed onto his shoulder.

Half an hour later, Cong Rong trotted into the bed wrapped in a bathrobe, and covered her head tightly with the quilt.

In the bathroom just now, the man's rough hands gently brushed over every part of her skin, and her body trembled uncontrollably as if electrified.

"Cong Rong, it was all fake just now, it was all fake, you were dreaming..."

Ji Tingqiu stood in front of the bed and looked at the woman who was muttering on the bed amusedly.