Chapter 7 Shelter from the Rain

Cheng Jinnan didn't expect that Qi Yu would be furious because of his casual ridicule.

After being tortured like that last night, it was just a bite of him.

It seems that he is still not seriously ill.

He hummed nonchalantly, and as soon as the elevator door opened, he took her arm and handed her over to the outpatient nurse.

By the time the examination was over and the medicine was prescribed, it was already midnight.

The corridor was empty, and every step seemed to echo.

There was a black figure standing at the end of the stairs, leaning sideways as if talking on the phone.

I thought he left after sending her here, but he was still there.

Qi Yu subconsciously turned around and left. He took several turns in the maze-like hospital corridor and chose the exit farthest from the parking lot.

It wasn't until she got into the taxi and confirmed that Cheng Jinnan wouldn't chase her that she let out a long sigh of relief.

The next few days were uneventful. Qi Yu guessed that Pei Ran was having a heated fight with Lin Anan and had no time to talk to him, so she was happy to relax.

And since she sneaked away from the hospital that night, Cheng Jinnan has not looked for her.

She was a little frightened for the first day or two, but later she comforted herself for thinking too much.

What kind of woman does a man like Cheng Jinnan want? Don't worry about yourself.

Just acting for the occasion.

How else can you take it seriously?

The Ghost Festival is coming in a few days. At this time in previous years, Qi Yu would go back to Yucheng to visit his grave. This year is no exception, and there are some special circumstances.

I heard that a real estate developer is planning to build a resort nearby, which will involve some residential buildings and land. They are currently discussing compensation for demolition.

The ancestral house left by the Qi family happened to be involved. As soon as Qi Yu's mother Xu Jing heard about it, she called early and asked her to go back and have a look. It would be best if she could receive the demolition money. .

The day she returned to Yucheng, it was rainy and the road conditions were not very good. She drove very slowly. When she arrived at her hometown, it was almost noon.

The weather in Yucheng is worse than that in Jicheng, and the roads in the countryside are even worse.

Just after entering the village entrance, the car suddenly stalled and could not start. Qi Yu got out of the car and looked around but couldn't find the problem. Instead, he was soaked in the rain.

Fortunately, she met Zheng Chunzhi, who had watched her grow up since childhood.

Zheng Chunzhi called a few young and strong men to help send the car for repairs.

"Go and sit at my house. Your uncle and your brother are out, and I'm the only one at home..." Facing the enthusiastic and cheerful Zheng Chunzhi, Qi Yu couldn't resist, so he followed her to her house.

Zheng Chunzhi found the clothes of his youth and asked her to change into them. As soon as they sat down and chatted for a few words, the door to the courtyard was pushed open and many people came in.

The leader is Zheng Chunzhi’s husband Liu Kunpeng, who is also the village chief here.

As he walked inside, he told Zheng Chunzhi to prepare more dishes to entertain the guests in the evening.

Zheng Chunzhi walked out with confusion on his face: "The inspection is over so quickly? Didn't you go to the guest house to eat?"

"Hey, it has been raining continuously these past few days, and many places have collapsed. The road back to the city is also blocked, and it is impossible to walk..."

After finishing speaking, I realized there was another person in the room. "Isn't this the girl from Lao Qi's family? When did you come back?"

Qi Yu said hello, took a few steps back, and silently made way for him.

The aisle is not very wide and will allow two people to pass side by side.

Qi Yu lowered his head and his eyes fell on a pair of black leather shoes.

Judging by the style and material, you can tell it’s very expensive.

She raised her head curiously, her deep eyebrows met, and her breathing paused briefly.

Cheng Jinnan had his coat draped in his arms, and the rainwater slowly flowed down his face and dripped on his shirt.

Although the description is a bit vague, it can't conceal the aura of a handsome and noble man.

His eyes only stopped on her for a moment, then turned around and walked into the inner room without stopping.