How many people wanted to have a relationship with Jiang Zhihao, but they couldn't get it. How dare you, a little girl, throw away his cell phone?
Zhou Muhe also felt that this was a bit much. He blushed and hesitated, not daring to raise his head.
"I, I'm going to get my phone back right now!" Zhou Muhe said.
After that, she turned around and ran towards the hospital.
Ji Zimo wanted to call her to stop her, just give her a mobile phone and buy more.
But Jiang Zhihao shook his head, held him back, and signaled to leave him alone.
"She should make up for the mistakes she made by herself. Not all benefits will be given to her as a matter of course. Pies in the sky cannot fall every day," Jiang Zhihao said.
Ji Zimo looked at him and said, "I suddenly feel that you are just like her father now..."
Jiang Zhihao smiled lightly and was noncommittal.
Considering his mental age, being Ji Zimo's father is enough, let alone Zhou Muhe.
Jiang Zhihao did feel like a father to this girl. Of course, it was more to repay Zhou Muhe's father.
Ji Zimo told Jiang Zhihao what happened at school, and found out that it was his classmates who spread rumors and slanders that made Zhou Muhe react like this. Jiang Zhihao's face darkened.
"Considering her reputation, I told you about your repayment of kindness. I don't know if it was the right thing to do. After all, you didn't want her to know." Ji Zimo said.
"I don't want them to know, but I'm afraid they won't accept this way of repaying gratitude. Now that things are special, it's natural to follow the authority urgently." Jiang Zhihao said, "Thank you so much, Chairman Ji, for this time."
Ji Zimo laughed: "Let's not be polite. If you pick up any big paintings and calligraphy in the future, remember to say hello to me. Maybe I want to buy it too."
Ji Zimo liked the kind of ancient paintings with strong historical color, so he did not buy the picture "The Goddess Scattering Flowers".
Jiang Zhihao nodded, he was happy to satisfy such a small request.
An hour and a half later, Zhou Muhe came back. She had a putrid smell that was hard to hide from the trash can. Although her hands and cell phone were clean, the smell was still noticeable.
She came over a little embarrassed, but didn't dare to get too close.
"I already know about your school affairs. Let's go to school together tomorrow to clear your name." Jiang Zhihao said.
"Ah? But even if you go, they won't believe it..." Zhou Muhe lowered his head and said.
She knew very well what the young people around her thought, and would rather believe that they did than believe that they didn't.
"Don't worry, everyone will believe it if Mr. Jiang is here to prove it." Ji Zimo said confidently.
He did not tell the truth directly because Jiang Zhihao felt that Zhou Muhe had been stimulated a lot today and there was no need to say too much.
However, there were some things that Jiang Zhihao still had to explain clearly to her.
Looking at the clear fingerprints on the girl's face, Jiang Zhihao asked: "Does your face still hurt?"
Zhou Muhe touched her face. She almost forgot that she had been beaten by Jiang Zhihao. Now her face was burning when she touched it, and she suddenly felt aggrieved.