Jing Youyou didn't wear shoes and stood not far from them protecting Zhuli.
Security quickly evacuated the crowd.
Jiang Xiaowan's eyes lit up after seeing Jing Youyou. She knew that this was Jing Huai's daughter. She had been looking for opportunities to get close to Jing Youyou but never had the chance.
"Baby, you are wrong, it was your mother who made the move first." Jiang Xiaowan walked to Jing Youyou and bent down to speak lightly.
Wait, Mom?
Jiang Xiaowan suddenly realized, why did Jing Huaizhi's daughter call that vixen mother?
Her eyes darkened, and layers of flames appeared between her eyebrows.
"Don't yell if you don't know. Not just anyone can be your mother, you know?" Jiang Xiaowan whispered in Jing Youyou's ear and threatened her.
Du Jianzhou quickly stepped forward to protect Jing Youyou behind him and glared at her fiercely.
As soon as Jing Youyou finished speaking, Xia Zhiqing kept crying and even sat on the ground going crazy without caring about any image.
"Come and judge! My boyfriend doesn't like what this woman has to do with me, why is he hitting me!" she cried like a ghost.
Zhuli had nothing to say. She couldn't confuse right and wrong like this woman.
Jing Huaizhi didn't listen to any of Xia Zhiqing's words at all, his attention was entirely on Zhuli.
A few minutes later, several police officers came forward. They adjusted the mall's surveillance system and then cleared Zhuli's innocence.
"She just hit me! I'm going to have my injuries examined!" Even though the evidence was in front of her, Xia Zhiqing still kept crying like a victim.
Jing Huaizhi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted coldly: "Go! After the injury is examined, compensation can be made."
The meaning of his words was obviously to support Zhuli, but Xia Zhiqing and Jiang Xiaowan misunderstood the meaning.
VIP ward of Beijing People's Hospital.
The nurse was treating Zhuli's wound at the corner of her mouth. When the alcohol cotton touched the wound, she subconsciously tightened her neck. Jing Huaizhi put his arm around her shoulders and held her fingertips tightly with his warm palm.
The nurse left the ward after treating Zhuli's wounds.
"I'll let Jian Zhou take Youyou home first." Jing Huaizhi said in a very doting tone.
She nodded slightly.
"Madam, you are already four weeks pregnant. It is easy to miscarry in a situation like today." The nurse who examined Xia Zhiqing's wound said calmly.
Xia Zhiqing's limbs immediately became numb. This child was not in her plan at all. Also shocked was Zhuli sitting next to her.
Zhuli smiled contemptuously, she was really blind.
Xia Zhiqing hurriedly took out the mobile phone in her bag and called Guan Zheng, "Hubby, I was beaten by your ex-girlfriend, woo woo woo."
She cried so hard that Guan Zheng couldn't see her.
"What? That bitch Zhuli actually dares to come to you and attack you!"
"Watch how I deal with her when I get back!" Guan Zhengyang cursed through gritted teeth in a loud voice.
Xia Zhiqing turned on the speakerphone, and she deliberately played it for Zhuli to listen to.
Unexpectedly, Zhuli didn't respond at all, but stared leisurely out of the window of the ward.
"Husband, I'm pregnant, what should I do?" She changed the topic and hoped to get a satisfactory answer.
After hearing this, Guan Zheng hesitated for a few minutes and said vaguely: "Baby, when I get back, I will accompany you to the hospital."
Then he changed the topic to Zhuli: "That damn bitch dared to hit my baby. If I had known better, I shouldn't have saved her in the first place."
After Zhuli heard what Guan Zheng said, he withdrew his gaze and clenched the hand holding the quilt into a fist.
"Husband, what?"
When Jing Huaizhi walked into the ward again, what he heard was that Guan was telling Xia Zhiqing about Zhuli's embarrassing story.
"How can that bitch still have such a good time?" Xia Zhiqing said in a high-pitched tone.
Zhuli got off the hospital bed and walked barefoot to the door of the ward, staring intently at Xia Zhiqing, who was lying on the sofa and laughing.
Suddenly, a pair of sharp-jointed hands covered her ears.
"Madam, please take your room card!" Jing Huaizhi looked at Xia Zhiqing with a smirk.
Guan Zheng on the other end of the phone suddenly had fire in his eyes and widened his eyes angrily: "Where are you?"
Xia Zhiqing hurriedly pressed the hang-up button, stood up and smiled lightly: "Mr. Jing, if you have such intention, I will break up with him immediately."
Jing Huaizhi's smile gradually faded, and his face quickly turned gloomy: "Are you worthy?"
He carried Zhuli back to the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to carefully inspect the treated wounds.
"Does it still hurt?" Jing Huaizhi lowered his eyes and looked at Zhuli, his eyes as gentle as water.
Zhuli's throat was choked and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Get out of here!" Jing Huaizhi tilted his head and spoke louder.
"Mr. Jing." Xia Zhiqing raised her voice, her voice soft.
Jing Huaizhi glared at her fiercely, as if he wanted to kill her.
"All medical expenses today will be deducted from your salary. If you don't want to be fired, get out now." He said angrily.
Xia Zhiqing didn't dare to say anything more and disappeared into the ward as quickly as possible.
Jing Huaizhi sat down next to Zhuli, held her in his arms and pressed his forehead against hers.
"Cry if you want." His voice was hoarse.
Zhuli's tears were like broken pearl fingers pinching his shirt and bursting into tears.
"Shame!" She cried so hard that her voice was broken.
"It's so embarrassing, wuwuwu." Zhuli buried her head in Jinghuai's neck and cried.
Jing Huaizhi patted her back gently and smiled warmly: "No shame, you are acting in self-defense."
This was the second time he was affirmed, and Zhuli's pupils were filled with soft light.
She raised her head and wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.
"I want to go home."
"Okay, let's go home." Jing Huaizhi smiled and nodded, agreeing.
Jing Huaizhi carried her out of the hospital and back home, without letting her go through the entire process.
"Get some rest early." He covered her with the quilt and said in an ambiguous tone.
Zhuli grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go, as if she had something to say.
"What's wrong?" Jing Huaizhi looked down at her and asked slowly.
"Boss, I haven't been paid overtime yet." She slowly explained the reason.
His clear eyes looked at her pitifully.
Zhuli is not the glamorous type, her skin is very fair, and the overall proportion of her facial features is small, but it doesn't look out of place on her face, and her whole body exudes the temperament of a pure white flower.
Jing Huaizhi was amused by her words. He really couldn't keep up with this girl's thinking.
"Give me the phone." He stretched out his hand and looked at her with doting eyes.
Zhuli was confused but still did as he was told.
"I sent it to you." His tone was neither gentle nor serious, and then he lowered his head and left her bedroom with a dumb smile.
Only when Zhuli took the phone again did she realize that she had an additional friend on WeChat and clicked on the dialog box with him.
Jing Huaizhi: Transfer 50,000 yuan to you.
She immediately sat up from the bed. Based on her usual salary, the boss was extremely kind.
Suddenly all worries disappeared and he cheered loudly: "Long live the boss!"
She knew that the boss had transferred too much but she still ordered payment. After all, who would have trouble with money!
On Minghu Road, a white Mercedes-Benz was parked on the roadside.
Jiang Xiaowan banged the steering wheel and cursed secretly: "Why did I lose him? Doesn't Mr. Jing's daughter live with him?"
