When Ji Zhanbai woke up, the bed was already empty. He got up, changed his clothes, sat in a wheelchair, and opened the door. He's mother came up and said, "The young lady is in a daze on the terrace. She has been there for two hours."
Ji Zhanbai's face looked a little ugly, "I'll go take a look."
Ji Zhanbai went up to the terrace from the elevator and saw Mu Qingchi standing motionless on the terrace looking into the distance.
After being sick for a few days, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight, her body was extremely thin, and her palm-sized face looked particularly distressing.
Ji Zhanbai turned the wheelchair to her side and she didn't look back. He reached out and held her hand.
Her hands were as cold as ice cubes.
Ji Zhanbai's palm was wide and warm, and when he held it like this, Mu Qingchi slowly turned his eyes.
Her eyes were deep-set and dark, showing that she had not slept well all night, and her big, lively eyes had no energy.
Seeing her like this, Ji Zhanbai's heart shrank uncontrollably. He held Mu Qingchi's hand and pressed slightly, "Why are you here alone? What are you thinking about?"
Mu Qingchi said nothing, her eyes fell on Ji Zhan's extremely handsome face. She stood here thinking for a long time.
She couldn't find the answer to Ji Zhanbai's treatment of her. He treated her so cruelly that night, forcing her to commit suicide.
But now he is so gentle and looks innocent.
This man was really moody. Mu Qingchi didn't know what he was going to do. She only knew that she was afraid of Ji Zhanbai.
She didn't want to be so intimate with Ji Zhanbai, so she tried hard to pull her hand out of Ji Zhanbai's hand.
He held it so tightly that she couldn't pull it out.
The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Ji Zhanbai let go of her hand and calmly ordered her: "Push me down for breakfast!"
Mu Qingchi had no choice but to push him to the restaurant downstairs. Breakfast was already prepared. This was the first time that Mu Qingchi and Ji Zhanbai sat down to have breakfast together.
She was not as comfortable as before. She took small bites of the bread in her hand and glanced at Ji Zhanbai from time to time.
He eats very elegantly and looks pleasing to the eye. Mu Qingchi knows that it is something innate in him.
The prince of the Ji family has received a different education from ordinary people since he was a child.
Although she grew up in a wealthy family, received a ladylike education, and had someone to train her in her behavior, she still felt a little inferior compared to Ji Zhanbai.
After breakfast, Ji Zhanbai answered a phone call and left the dining table. Mu Qingchi sat at the dining table for a while, then got up to clean up. Just as he put the bowls into the kitchen, He's mother came in from outside.
She stopped Mu Qingchi who was about to hope, "Young madam, you don't have to do these things in the future. Your mission is to accompany the young master and make him happy."
Not being allowed to do things didn't make Mu Qingchi feel happy, so she responded gloomily.
He's mother saw that the corners of Mu Qingchi's eyes were green, and said to her considerately: "You must not have slept last night, okay? The young master will go to the hospital soon because he has something to do, so you can go upstairs and rest first."
"No, I'll accompany him to the hospital." Mu Qingchi replied gloomily.
She doesn't want to accompany Ji Zhanbai, but she wants to go out. Maybe she can meet Song Yin when she goes out?
If that happens, he will definitely find an opportunity to tell Song Yin and ask him to leave here as soon as possible.
Mu Qingchi thought she would meet Ji Yin again when she went to the hospital, but the result of going to the hospital this time was completely unexpected to her.
She didn't meet Song Yin, but she met someone she didn't expect at all, Mu Qingya.
