Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

"Get...married?!"

So suddenly? !

If Ji Zihan hadn't held her so tightly, she would have almost jumped off him.

Ji Zihan nodded, "Yes. Get married."

"I don't want to be separated from you anymore..."

Ji Zihan rested his forehead against her and spoke in a muffled voice.

Song Yuning felt the buzzing sound behind her ears, but she frowned and remained silent...

She never thought about getting married, no matter who she would marry.

She also knew that her grandfather and aunt had been secretly arranging a marriage for her in the past two years, but she had always found excuses to refuse.

A few years ago, before Hanhan was born, she thought about getting married, having children and living the rest of her life like an ordinary person.

But after giving birth to Hanhan, her ideas gradually changed.

Now that she has a career, money, and a child, and doesn't need to rely on a man, does it make any difference whether she gets married or not? Moreover, is it necessary to get married?

If you are loyal to each other and love each other, you can be in a relationship for a lifetime.

Ji Zihan looked serious. She didn't want to lie to him, so she told him the truth.

"I have no plans to get married for the time being."

After he finished speaking, Ji Zihan felt a chill in his heart and his head drooped.

Song Yuning finally realized that she had been too straightforward and added hastily,

"…You, your father, hasn't woken up yet…I don't know what the situation is. I want to wait until he wakes up and talk to him before considering other things."

Speaking of Shi Hengfeng, Ji Zihan slowly raised his head and his expression became serious.

What Song Yuning said made sense. The most important thing at the moment was his father's affairs.

And what she said was temporary, which doesn't mean there won't be opportunities in the future.

Besides, Hanhan is his child, so he has one more advantage than others.

He touched Song Yuning's head and felt a little relieved.

"I understand."

"Don't worry about my dad. Jingsi and Uncle Xu will stay by his side. The brain specialist we asked someone to invite is on the way. We will organize another consultation when he arrives at the hospital tomorrow."

"His condition is currently stable."

After hearing what Ji Zihan said, Song Yuning felt a little relieved.

It seems that the news reports are exaggerated, and perhaps there are opponents who are fanning the flames.

"Then I'll stay here for the next two days."

"But, you...you let me go first. I have to call grandpa and tell him I'm safe. I left the hospital in a hurry today, and my family must be worried."

Song Yuning patted his hands and wanted to get up.

Ji Zihan exclaimed, "You came out of the hospital?"

He looked Song Yuning over and over again, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or are you injured?"

Song Yuning was so overwhelmed by his exaggerated concern that she held her forehead with her hands, "It's okay. I just fainted from anger."

"What could make you faint from anger? It's so serious."

"Never mind..."

Song Yuning waved her hand.

She couldn't say that she had misunderstood their relationship.

Only then did Ji Zihan let her get up.

In the evening, Song Yuning wanted to get another room.

Although she had resolved the previous misunderstanding with Ji Zihan, she seemed to have not yet figured out how to get along with him.

Especially when she had rejected his proposal to marry her.

"I'd better get another room."

She picked up her bag and was about to leave.

It was rare for Ji Zihan to beg for mercy.

The misunderstanding has just been resolved, how can I let her go like this?

He blocked the door and held Song Yuning's hand, refusing to let go. "If you insist on leaving, I'll go with you."

Song Yuning: “…”

"Don't you have a place to live?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll live wherever you live."

His deep, long eyes stared at her quietly, like a blazing torch, honest and direct.

At this moment, Song Yuning really felt that Hanhan was his biological child. When she acted like a spoiled child, it was as if they were cast in the same mold.

Forget it...it’s not like I haven’t slept before.

Song Yuning sighed, put down her things, took out her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Ji Zihan had a smile on his face and leaned calmly against the wall outside the bathroom with his arms folded.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see a hint of success on his face.

He knew that Song Yuning was not planning to leave tonight.

He also knew that Song Yuning was very fond of this.

……

Song Yuning came out stroking her hair and was startled by Ji Zihan at the door.

"abnormal."

As she walked by, she tilted her head and cursed softly.

I don’t know whether it is right or wrong to stay here tonight.

Ji Zihan took advantage of the situation and hugged her from behind, "Yes, I am a pervert, and from now on whatever you say is what it is."

His heavy breaths were warm and fanned the back of her neck.

Song Yuning shrank back sensitively, "It's so hot, don't, don't get close to me. I need to blow dry my hair."

"Then let me help you."

Ji Zihan loosened his hand and stopped teasing her as he said. Instead, he took her to the dressing table, stood behind her, carefully dried her hair, combed it, and then began to blow-dry her hair.

Song Yuning: “…”

She secretly looked at Ji Zihan in the mirror.

He was just playing with her hair intently, and didn't notice anything wrong.

Is it because there is too much yellow garbage in my brain?

She couldn't help but doubt herself...

The humming sound of the hair dryer stopped.

Ji Zihan combed her long hair and gently stroked the top of her head. "It's done. You can go to sleep first."

Song Yuning touched her hair and blew it carefully, so there was not a trace of wetness.

So I casually asked, "What about you?"

Ji Zihan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at her in the mirror meaningfully.

"Why, you want to wait for me?"

Song Yuning glared at him and looked away, "Just asking casually."

After saying that, she immediately stood up, turned over to the soft bed and rolled up the quilt, leaving only a bulging back to Ji Zihan.

The smile on Ji Zihan’s face grew deeper.

So cute.

It was not until midnight that Song Yuning felt a chill coming from her side.

She turned over in a daze, and someone grabbed her waist tightly from behind.

"…Why did you come back so late…"

She closed her eyes and asked indistinctly.

The person behind her hugged her closer, his nose pressed against her shoulder, "I took care of something."

"Be good, go to sleep."

A kiss fell behind the ear, and the strong heartbeat coming from the back made Song Yuning feel inexplicably at ease.

She said nothing more and continued to sleep soundly with her unfinished dream.

The frosty moonlight fell through the window onto the white and soft bed. Ji Zihan lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, and stretched out his fingers to interlock with hers.

For the first time, he felt that his heart had really landed somewhere.