In the end, he couldn't hold it back and agreed to her request to take her to Ning Ziting's place to have a look!
…
At the door of a certain hospital ward, accompanied by Beichen Shixi, Ning Ziqi appeared here quietly.
In the room, on the hospital bed, Ning Ziting has completed the operation, has an oxygen mask on her nose, and is in a coma.
The bodyguard went to ask and said that her life was not in danger for the time being.
Just when Ning Ziqi was about to leave, Su Qingzhi suddenly appeared at the door!
"Ning Ziqi, how dare you show up here!" She stared at Ning Ziqi, shouted angrily, and rushed up to beat Ning Ziqi!
The bodyguard stopped her and wouldn't let her get close to Ning Ziqi.
"Okay, stop making trouble!" Ning Guanghai pulled Su Qingzhi with a dark face.
"Stop making trouble? Your daughter is lying inside now, you tell me to stop making trouble?" Su Qingzhi seemed to have heard a joke.
"Let's go!" Ning Ziqi ignored Su Qingzhi's noise and turned around.
Beichen Shixi pursed his lips and glanced coldly at Su Qingzhi and Ning Guanghai before striding away with Ning Ziqi.
…
Back at the villa, the servants had prepared a rich supper and fruits.
Ning Ziqi had no appetite, but she still managed to eat some for the sake of the baby in her belly. Because she was too tired, she didn't plan to take a shower, so she went directly to the second floor to rest. She was too sleepy.
Seeing her figure going upstairs, Beichen Shixi's brows slowly relaxed.
Not long after Ning Ziqi went upstairs, several servants suddenly carried a rectangular leather box about 1.6 meters long and asked Beichen Shixi: "Master, where should I put this thing?"
This is what the young master brought back from England, but I don't know what is in it.
Beichen Shixi glanced at the box, then suddenly reached out and opened the box.
There was a purple wedding dress lying intact inside...
He designed this by himself. In order to prevent the wedding dress from being damaged, he packed it back in a one-to-one large box.
He pursed his lips and ordered: "Find a random room and put it away first, don't let Ning Ziqi know about it."
"Okay, Master." The servant understood and left carrying the box.
Beichen Shixi tiredly unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and followed him upstairs.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he could smell the scent of Ning Ziqi in the air.
Ning Ziqi took off his suit and placed it on the sofa. He picked it up, brought it to his nose and smelled it, and it had her unique smell.
Beichen Shixi went straight to bed without taking a shower or changing clothes. He lay down next to Ning Ziqi and reached out to hold her waist.
He hadn't had a good sleep for dozens of hours. In England, without her by his side, he couldn't have a good rest at all.
Now, he could feel her presence again.
Thinking about it, Beichen Shixi slowly curled his lips and closed his eyes tiredly.
…
Ning Ziqi had a nightmare, dreaming that Ning Ziting appeared in front of her covered in blood...
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ning Ziqi's body, and even her hair became wet and greasy.
She breathed a long sigh of relief and reached out to touch her cheek.
She had obviously visited Ning Ziting yesterday, but she didn't know why she still had this dream.
In my heart, I felt a little uneasy.
Ning Ziqi got off the bed, thinking out of habit to drink a glass of water. When the sound of water came from the bathroom, she remembered that Beichen Shixi had returned.