Beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Zhuli's nose. She didn't dare to move, hoping to fool him.
After seeing Shang Jin's car disappear at the end of Qingfengyuan alley, she quickly got into her room.
After closing the bedroom door, she kept patting her chest with her palms, wondering when such a surprise inspection would come next time.
At half past eleven, Zhuli suddenly felt thirsty after a good sleep. She walked to the living room with squinted sleepy eyes to find some water to drink. She happened to bump into Butler Li coming out of Jing Huaizhi's room with a blood-stained shirt.
"Butler Li, is he okay?" Zhuli asked weakly with her heart in her heart.
In any case, she is also Mrs. Jing in name only and should have the least concern.
Butler Li sighed heavily, then shook his head.
Zhuli panicked for a moment. It was just a scratch. It shouldn't be serious?
She took three steps at a time and went upstairs, her breath stagnant: "Butler Li, how is the boss doing?"
Before Butler Li didn't answer, she held her breath and opened her eyes wide.
"My husband's wound was not treated well, and now he has a high fever, but he still refuses to go to the hospital." Butler Li said sadly.
Zhuli could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, and knocked on the door of Jing Huaizhi's room with a curse.
Are people who are almost thirty years old still like three-year-old children, not going to the hospital when they are sick and waiting to recover on their own?
Her face was livid, and her knocking on the door gradually became more intense.
Zhuli knocked for five minutes but no one came out to open the door. The terrifying thought of her body going stiff came to her mind.
It won't really burn to death, right?
The balance has not been given to me yet!
"Jing Huaizhi! You can't die!" She kicked the door vigorously.
The door opened, and what came into Zhuli's eyes was the half-naked Jing Huaizhi.
He was only wrapped in a bath towel, and small drops of water were still dripping from the ends of his hair, dripping down his face, and his tight muscles were exposed to the air.
Zhuli hurriedly crossed her hands and covered her eyes.
"Can you put your clothes on first?" She blushed.
Jing Huaizhi walked up to her without any haste and chuckled vaguely.
"Why, you haven't seen enough outside, and you still want to continue watching?" His voice was a bit bewildering but unusually pleasant.
There was suddenly no sound in the room, and an awkward breath filled the air.
Zhuli opened her fingers slightly, hoping to peek at him through her fingers. After all, his figure was too alluring.
"Yes, Butler Li said you..." She turned around and looked out the door. Butler Li had long since disappeared.
Only then did she suddenly realize that she had been deceived by Butler Li.
Jing Huaizhi took her arm and closed the door.
"What are you talking about me? Huh?" He put his hands on the door frame, raised his eyelids and stared at her funny.
His lips were close to Zhuli's ear, and his hot and moist breaths sprayed intermittently on her neck.
It tickled her, and Zhuli couldn't help but shrink her neck and not look at him.
"You are said to be a bastard with a human face and an animal heart. You are a hypocrite. You usually wear the appearance of a human but inside you are..." She accidentally revealed her true thoughts while pretending to be innocent.
Jing Huaizhi's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of surprise flashed through his sharp, dark eyes.
"What?" He pretended to be angry and raised his voice.
Zhuli reached out and pushed him away, twisting the door handle to leave.
"Hiss." Jing Huaizhi bent down to cover the wound, his face suddenly turned pale and weak.
Zhuli realized that she accidentally touched his wound and gave up the idea of leaving.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." She took Jing Huaizhi's arm and half-carried him to the bed.
Zhuli looked apologetic and uneasy.
Seeing Jing Huaizhi's face full of pain, she froze on the spot and didn't know what to do next.
"Do you want me to hurt you to death so that you can become a widow?" He breathed heavily and said each word through his teeth.
Zhuli observed everything in the bedroom, thinking that there should be a medicine kit in the locker, which was where he seemed to get it last time.
She carefully pushed open the glass door of the locker and finally saw a medical first aid kit.
"Cry if it hurts, I won't laugh at you." Zhuli imitated Jing Huaizhi's tone last time with a slight chuckle.
She opened the medicine box and found that there was only alcohol cotton inside.
"I'm not like someone who loves to cry." Jing Huaizhi sat on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover him.
Zhuli frowned slightly and vented all her dissatisfaction on the ointment.
Jing Huaizhi was in so much pain that he didn't dare to make a sound, so he had to clenched his fists hard.
"Boss, does it hurt?" She blinked and asked deliberately.
"No, it doesn't hurt." He finished in a hoarse voice.
The last cotton swab was thrown into the trash can, and Zhuli pulled the quilt up to cover his shoulders.
Then I cleaned up the mess and got ready to go back to bed.
"Boss, go to bed early." She raised her head and yawned.
Jing Huaizhi lay flat and looked at the two dark circles under her eyes, smiling secretly with her lips pursed.
"Ask Butler Li to buy some medicine tomorrow." After saying this, Zhuli stepped away and walked towards the door without waiting for a reply.
"You still have some conscience." A lazy male voice came from behind.
She didn't want to continue to be entangled with him. She had to go to work tomorrow and she was almost exhausted.
After Zhuli left, Jing Huaizhi got up and opened the drawer under the bedside table. The medicine inside was very complete.
"It seems you still have to use this trick when dealing with little girls." He confided leisurely and then tilted his head and chuckled a few times.
Jing's old house.
Shang Jin entered the study with the brewed soothing tea.
"Gao Ming, go to bed early." She put down the cup in her hand and squeezed his shoulders gently.
Jing Gaoming picked up the cup and took a sip, sighing.
"I used to worry that Huaizhi would never marry because of that incident. Who would have thought that he would marry such a person now..."
Shang Jin put his hand on his mouth, signaling him to stop talking.
"Gao Ming, we have already made a mistake. We should not interfere too much with Huaizhi and Yuhe." She bluntly stated what she was thinking.
Jing Gaoming couldn't help but refute anything, but he still despised Zhuli from the bottom of his heart.
"Honey, when Ai Ru comes back, Huaizhi won't be like this." He frowned in thought.
Shang Jin didn't answer, there was still a gentle smile in his eyes.
She and Jing Gaoming have different ideas. She respects the two children's freedom to choose their significant other.
"Lizi is pretty good to Youyou. I think they are a good match." Shang Jin's eyes and brows were very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.
"Hmph, who knows if she is just pretending to show us!"
Although Jing Gaoming was no longer as angry as before, he was still dissatisfied with Jing Huaizhi's choice.
Qingfeng Garden.
Zhuli just lay down and sneezed several times in a row.
"Well, Jing Huaizhi, I'm helping you so much, but you're scolding me behind my back!" She wrapped herself in the quilt and kept kicking her calves.
