Seeing him panting and staring at Mu Qingchi's back, He's mother reminded softly, "Master, the young lady has left. Do you want to go home or go to the company?"
"Go home first." Ji Zhanbai stood up angrily and strode into the villa.
Mu Qingchi returned to the villa and went upstairs to the bedroom to prepare himself some medicine.
She did not use the plaster Ji Zhanbai gave her last night, but the plaster prescribed by the hospital doctor.
Just as he was about to apply it, the door was pushed open and Ji Zhanbai walked in.
Seeing Ji Zhanbai come in, Mu Qingchi froze, "Why are you back? Don't you need to go to the company?"
"Who said I was going to the company? This is my home, and I have to report to you when I come back?" Ji Zhanbai's tone was angry.
Mu Qingchi didn't know what provoked him. He was really difficult to take care of. Fortunately, she knew that he was acting so gently last night, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if he was just being sentimental.
Mu Qingchi smiled bitterly, "I didn't mean that. I just thought you were going to the company."
Ji Zhanbai sneered, and when he saw the plaster in Mu Qingchi's hand, he frowned and said displeased, "Didn't I ask you to use the medicine I gave you yesterday?"
"I think the plaster prescribed by the doctor is good," Mu Qingchi explained.
"You are really stupid. Can the things in the hospital be compared with the Gu family's ancestral secret recipe that has been passed down for centuries? Let me tell you, no matter how many people want to spend money, they can't buy this scar removal cream from the Gu family. Yesterday, I went to find Gu Zichen's to get it.
When you arrive, don’t be ungrateful.”
When Mu Qingchi heard what she said, he looked at him in disbelief, "Didn't you say you got the plaster in the study?"
Ji Zhanbai blushed, "Is it wrong for me to ask Gu Zichen to bring it back and put it in the study? Let me tell you, don't be sentimental. I went to ask Gu Zichen for the plaster, not for your sake. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Mu Qingchi nodded honestly, "Don't worry, I won't be sentimental. You must have asked for a box of plaster for Miss Mu. No matter what, you must thank me.
You can remember me."
She didn't mean to be sarcastic. To be honest, Ji Zhanbai's ears felt harsh no matter how he heard it, "Haha, it's good that you know! Come here, I'll help you apply medicine!"
Seeing his frowning and reluctant look, Mu Qingchi felt uncomfortable.
Ji Zhanbai applied medicine on herself last night to act in order to deal with Mr. Ji. Today, Mr. Ji has left and there is no need to act anymore. She refused without even thinking about it.
"Your grandpa has passed away. You don't have to act anymore. You can do whatever you have to do. I can do it myself."
Ji Zhanbai's forehead veins were exposed, "What did you say? Acting? Who is acting with you?"
"Why are you anxious? Didn't you say it yourself last night? Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who likes to make snitches. Things between us are the same as before. You can do whatever you want. I won't go.
I'm complaining to your grandfather."
Ji Zhanbai finally understood what he meant by shooting himself in the foot. He was so angry that he looked at Mu Qingchi fiercely, "What if I must help you apply medicine?"
It's just that the medicine has been applied. As for wanting to eat people like this? Mu Qingchi was extremely depressed, "Okay, as long as you are happy, just come and apply it!"
Ji Zhanbai has never been so angry before. He was obsessed with ghosts and wanted to give medicine to this ignorant woman.
It's so irritating that someone who takes the initiative to help others still has to be resented like this. The current situation doesn't matter whether you do it or not.
At this moment, the maid who took care of Mu Qingya called, "Master, Miss Mu has not gotten enough water since last night. No matter how she tries to persuade her, it's no use. You'd better come over and take a look!"
Ji Zhanbai said nothing and looked at Mu Qingchi, who had a sneer on his lips.
"If something happens to Miss Mu without eating or drinking, it will be serious. You'd better go and see her and comfort her. She may have misunderstood you and me. Tell her that I have nothing to do with you, and I will wait for your punishment."
Enough of me, we will get divorced."
Ji Zhanbai never thought that Jiang Jingyao's generosity could be so hurtful. Jiang Jingyao told him without any secret that she didn't care about him, which was equivalent to slapping Ji Zhanbai.
For the first time, he felt that he was a joke, "I'm going to convey your words to Qingya!"
After gnashing his teeth and spitting out these words, Ji Zhanbai kicked the chair, threw the plaster, and strode out.
Half an hour later, Ji Zhanbai's car stopped at the door of the villa where Mu Qingya lived.
Ah Yu pushed Ji Zhanbai out of the car and entered the villa, hearing the sound of cars outside.
Mu Qingya, who was in the bedroom upstairs, rubbed her eyes hard until they turned red, then touched the wound she had been poked by the glass, waiting for Ji Zhanbai with tears streaming down her face.
A few minutes later, there was a sound on the stairs. Mu Qingya was sitting on the sofa sobbing and crying. The door was pushed open, and Ani appeared at the door pushing Ji Zhanbai.
Mu Qingya specially picked the most beautiful and heart-warming profile of her and turned to look at Ji Zhanbai with tearful eyes.
She thought that her appearance would make Ji Zhanbai take action, but Ji Zhanbai did not show the reaction of heartache and distress that Mu Qingya thought.
His eyes lingered on Mu Qingya's face for a moment, then quickly moved away. He followed the sliding wheelchair into the bedroom and stopped two meters away from Mu Qingya.
"I heard the servant who took care of you said you wanted to go home? What's going on?"
Mu Qingya didn't say anything but just shed tears, which was different from the day she cried in Ji Zhanbai's office.
There was no messy makeup on her face today, and she had just practiced crying in front of the mirror. Mu Qingya looked extremely beautiful today.
"Are you talking? Has someone wronged you?" Ji Zhanbai asked with a frown.
Mu Qingya couldn't remain silent, so she could only continue to sob and choke, "Yes... I want to go home! Woohoo... just let me go home!"
"Okay, why do you want to go home?" Ji Zhanbai frowned slightly.
Yesterday, when he saw Jiang Jingyao crying in the car, his heart twitched, but now when he saw Mu Qingya crying, he didn't feel that way.
Mu Qingya thought that when Ji Zhanbai saw her crying, she would immediately slide the wheelchair over to comfort her and wipe away her tears, so that she could take the opportunity to throw herself into his arms and act coquettishly.
But Ji Zhanbai asked her indifferently while sitting in a wheelchair, and it was such a long distance away, which was different from what she thought.
How could she perform like this? Mu Qingya complained secretly in her heart and continued to fake cry, "I just want to go home... Wuwu."
Ji Zhanbai was a wizard in the shopping mall, but he was an idiot when it came to the little tricks played by women.
Thinking about the servant saying that Mu Qingya was going to make a fuss about going home, he thought that Mu Qingya was really homesick and spoke immediately.
"Are you in a bad mood and missing your parents because you were injured? If so, you don't have to cry, I will let you go home."
