I was so shocked that I immediately followed Jun Changqian out of the cinema. His car was driving very fast, and I didn’t dare to ask any more questions. I was afraid that something might happen to her, related to what happened in the afternoon, or that she tried to commit suicide because I had to rush.
If she leaves, I won't be able to explain it even if I jump into the Yellow River.
Fortunately, that was not the case. She did not want to commit suicide. But when I saw the bunch of golden incense placed on her bedside table and the windows were closed in the room, I suddenly understood. I looked at the person lying on the bed and raised my fists.
Hold on tight. I think I've been treating her very well since Jun Changqian brought her back to now, but why does she still have to go to such trouble? If I still thought it was an unintentional mistake on her part in the past few times,
So this time, I finally understood her intentions.
When Jun Changqian saw the tulips on the bedside table, his expression immediately changed. He strode over to open the window and asked Uncle Zhong to take the flowers away.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held Ji Minmin's hand and asked with concern: "Minmin, how are you?"
I said if you don't call 1 immediately, Tulip poisoning may be serious or minor.
Jun Changqian glanced at me, and that look was a bit complicated. I was silent, remembering my previous proposal to find a family doctor to take care of Minmin at home. Jun Changqian said at that time that the attending doctor in South Korea had already made a decision.
After getting a diagnosis, if she consulted the family doctor again, it would increase the psychological pressure on Minmin, but now I mentioned the psychiatrist. And I also brought the flowers. I just said that tulips can be drugged...
I dug a trap for myself. I bit my lip and looked at the person lying on the bed. Ji Minmin said to Jun Changqian: "Don't call a doctor. I'm fine. I just feel dizzy."
Uncle Zhong came in and said, "It's okay. I just vomited. Miss Ji said she wanted to take a nap. At this point, she asked me to call her. She had to call Buyu to apologize and said she was afraid of what happened in the afternoon.
Young master thinks too much, but is afraid of disturbing the time you two have to eat and relax."
Sure enough, she had gone to great lengths to ask Uncle Zhong to wake her up, so she couldn't die, but could point all her evil intentions at me. She was obviously such a gentle person, how could she be so bad? She was so sinister.
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I can no longer blame Jun Changqian for not standing by me. He has stood by me many times, but because of the "mistress" incident, he suspected that he was allergic, and he must be feeling guilty at this moment.
In addition, this time there was almost a life-threatening situation, and the matter was not of an ordinary nature.
I regretted it so much, blaming myself for trusting her, why I forgot to take this bouquet of flowers with me when I went out, why was I so careless? Also, why did I come back to see her out of kindness?
Uncle Zhong poured water in and fed her. Then he heard Ji Minmin say again: "Changqian, don't blame me for being silent. She reminded me not to put flowers in the bedroom, but for some reason, I woke up.
When I came over, I saw the flowers in the bedroom."
Jun Changqian glanced at me again. Before going out, Jun Changqian loosened his tie and said that since he was going out to eat, he had to go back to the room to change clothes. At that time, I felt relieved that he stood by my side and did not blame me.
She laughed at him for being too particular, but unexpectedly, such a short break was actually designed to be perfect by Ji Minmin.
Sure enough, both elder sister and younger sister are equally smart people. It's just that Ji Minmin is better at scheming and more sinister, while Ji Minmin seems harmless but can hurt others invisibly.
I felt there was no need to explain. My explanation would only put Jun Changqian in a dilemma, so I didn't want to stand in her room and watch Jun Changqian's anxiety anymore, which made her feel more troubled.
I went back to the bedroom and called Sister Mingyue. After two rings, a male voice answered the call.
Yes, Sister Mingyue is a pregnant woman. At this point, she should be sleeping.
"Xiaoyu?" Lu Qiulang called out, his voice trembling a little. He was probably worried that I would encounter a problem if I called Sister Mingyue so late. I bit my lip and made my voice lighter and said, "Uncle, what's the matter?
Didn't you sleep?"
Lu Qiulang hummed softly and said, "Ming Yue is asleep. If you are in a hurry, just tell me."
I murmured, feeling that it was not easy to talk to him. After all, I vowed that I would be happy after I left! So I laughed twice and said, "It's nothing urgent. I have some private questions that I want to ask her about."
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Lu Qiulang said: "Oh, then I'll ask her to get back to you tomorrow."
I responded, and just as I was about to hang up the phone, Lu Qiulang said again: "You, it's not like you, are you again?"
I replied awkwardly: "No, no!" I really wanted to bite my tongue, why did I say anything private?
Lu Qiulang said: "That's good. I heard Mingyue say last time that there is another woman living at home?"
I bit my lip and said angrily that my uncle would never come back after leaving this house. After a few months, he still couldn't help but worry about me. In order to ease his mind, I smiled and said, "Well,
It's Minmin. But don't worry, uncle, you should have seen the press conference held by Jun Changqian, right?"
Lu Qiulang said: "Those are all lies and clichés. You have to really show me happiness!"
I responded in a low voice: "Oh!"
"If you have nothing to do, go to bed early. It's not good for girls to stay up late." Lu Qiulang warned and hung up the phone. With his concern, he felt warm in his heart.
I waited in the room for a long time, until around two o'clock in the morning, but Jun Changqian still hadn't come back.
I walked out of the bedroom and saw that the study door was ajar, and the light inside shone on the ground through the ajar door.
The room was filled with smoke. He had stopped smoking for a long time, but now he started smoking again.
I knocked on the door and went in. Jun Changqian obviously didn't expect me to be up so late and turned around.
I asked her how Minmin was, and Jun Changqian said: "She's better, she fell asleep."
I nodded. There was too much smoke inside, which made me feel uncomfortable. I coughed twice. I didn’t want to see him smoking. I frowned, as if I couldn’t find a good solution and was worried. I walked closer to him and said:
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come back today."
I won't admit anything I haven't done, and I don't know what he is thinking at the moment. Did he believe Ji Minmin's words and believe that I put the potted flower in her bedroom?
But it is indeed my own fault. I shouldn't have come back without permission. I regretted it long ago.
"Don't say sorry to me. It's me who really should say sorry. Just now, I..." He looked at me, did he also realize that the complexity of that look hurt my heart?
I smiled and said: "I know, you are also concerned about chaos. That potted flower..."
I wanted to say that I didn't put it in her bedroom, but Jun Changqian stopped me. He thought for a moment and said, "I asked Bei to help find a nursing home. She might be better off if she goes to a nursing home."
Although Jun Changqian said this, his brows remained furrowed. Originally, he wanted to take good care of Ji Minmin when he brought her back, but when things turned out like this, he had to go against his original intention and send her to a nursing home. Instead of
In this case, it is better not to take her back. Korea is still my hometown after all.
My heart softened again and I said, "No, no sanatorium has as good air as this one, nor does it have Uncle Zhong's meticulous care."
Jun Changqian grabbed my hand, put it to his lips, kissed it, and hugged me back to the room.
This matter seems to have passed, but in fact it is not. For me, Jun Changqian’s look always reminds me. For him, maybe the potted flower also triggered his thinking. Although he believes in my character,
I won't doubt Minmin anymore, for fear of misunderstanding her again.
Now that I think about it, every step Ji Minmin took was calculated just right, step by step, step by step, as if weaving a thread, and if I didn't fasten every link, I would surely die in it.
But what is her purpose in doing this? To drive a wedge between Jun Changqian and me? What can a dying person gain?
I held my chin up and thought, and suddenly someone came in, and the doorbell made a tinkling sound. This tinkling sound woke me up from my dream.
There are two possibilities: one, she is not sick, pretending to be sick to gain sympathy, and after killing me, she can make up for the regrets between her and Jun Changqian and resume their relationship.
Secondly, she is ill and will die soon. Because she has some kind of control in Ji Minen's hands, she uses her as a chess piece. After I die, she will come back!
So is she sick or not?
"Are you in a daze?" The person who came in was Lu Zi. Since he came to buy flowers last time, he would come into the store to sit and sit when he passed by occasionally.
I smiled and raised my head: "Why are you free to come here today?"
"I was going to meet a client and happened to pass by here." Lu Zidao said, "I'm not in a very good mood today. What happened?"
I shook my head, how could he help me with my own troubles?
Lu Zidao: "As long as it's okay. I have something else to do. I'll bring my girlfriend over next time. She said she really likes the flowers here. I don't know what kind of girl she is, ingenious and thoughtful."
I laughed and said, "That's great. I also want to meet my sister-in-law."
Lu Zi stood up and said, "Oh, by the way, Mother Cen called me and said she might come back in a while. She asked me to help look at the real estate. She went abroad and sold all the houses."
Why did he suddenly come back? I looked at him blankly and asked subconsciously: "Yetong, will you come back together?"
Lu Zi's face darkened and he said: "I didn't dare to ask. I guess he was buried at sea. He loved the sea so much during his lifetime. He was always jealous that you could live in a house by the sea. Oh, by the way, he even designed it before
A beachside villa came, and I even took a photo of it. Look!"
Lu Zi slid open his phone and took out the photos he took to show me. This was the first time he saw something related to him in two years, and his vision blurred instantly.
Lu Zi was also quite sad: "He once told me that you like the sea so much, and he also fell in love with the sea. If he had you in the villa by the sea, his whole life would be enough."
I want to laugh, but I can’t. Two years ago, when he was twenty-one years old, he knew what would be enough in his life. I wanted to laugh that his pursuit was too simple, but the tears kept falling.
