The leaders of the park apologized all the way. The incident happened suddenly and no one expected such an accident to happen.
The male patriarch's mania suddenly broke out precisely because his wife wanted to divorce him.
He was originally just the son-in-law of a wealthy family who came to marry into his wife's family. He had no status at all in his wife's family. He was usually an honest man who swallowed his anger.
The resentment that has been built up in my heart for a long time will suddenly explode.
And even if such a weak man breaks out, he only dares to bully the weak and avoid the strong, attack children and women, and does not dare to vent to other men who are stronger than himself.
Obviously Zhou Ji didn't want to hear this nonsense.
"I just want to know how my wife is doing."
The man's voice was as cold as a bone-chilling wind, piercing his bones and chilling his hot blood.
The director thought to himself, "Isn't it already divorced?" Why do you still call Miss Jiang as your wife?
I was muttering something in my heart, but I didn't ask stupidly.
The principal didn't dare to promise anything before taking her to the infirmary. After entering the infirmary, Zhou Ji looked at the gauze wrapped around her hand, and her face felt like a layer of cold frost, which could scrape out ice.
He didn't even bother to pretend to be gentle anymore. He stepped forward and pinched her wrist gently. The man lowered his eyebrows and looked at her injuries carefully. He pursed his lips and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Jiang Yue thought his eyes were a little scary, "It doesn't hurt too much."
Zhou Ji hummed twice. His face looked like bland boiled water, with no emotion, but his irritability could be seen from the slowly frowning brows.
This irritability is still on the verge of getting out of control.
Zhou Ji couldn't control the violence in her heart, especially when she heard that something happened to her in school, the fire started to rage without any basis.
While his heart was burning with fire, he was also very angry.
Why can't she protect herself? Why should she care about other people's lives? She was hurt by unrelated people.
It's no big deal.
What should we do if it causes unimaginable consequences?
Jiang Yue's wrist hurt from his scratching, and she cried out in pain several times, but the man seemed not to hear her. There seemed to be an unreasonable indifference in his eyes.
He raised his eyelids casually and spoke carefully, as if he had tried his best to maintain his usual gentleness, and asked: "Why do you put yourself in such a dangerous situation?"
His pupils were like washed obsidian.
Deep and dark.
Jiang Yue gradually understood what he meant. She looked at him with a strange look: "Shouldn't I save people? Someone has to do this kind of thing."
Zhou Ji kept a cold face and said expressionlessly: "That shouldn't be you."
Usually when Zhou Ji is in a good mood, no matter what Jiang Yue says or does, he is always willing to be gentle and indulgent, but at this moment, he seems to be showing his true nature, which is strong, arbitrary and even a little cruel.
"Do you know how dangerous it is? What if it was your chest that was stabbed instead of your hand?" The man asked with a cold face, almost forcing her into a corner with no way to retreat.
He had almost never been so aggressive in front of her.
Jiang Yue was also a little angry. She didn't like to be taught how to do things by others. Besides, she and Zhou Ji were divorced. What qualifications did he have to teach her a lesson?
"That's also my own business. I can bear the responsibility for my actions." Her Royal Highness the Princess became more and more angry as she spoke, and her bright eyebrows gradually became colder. She said, "I didn't ask you to pay for my actions, and Don't point fingers in front of me about things that have nothing to do with you."
Zhou Ji's fingertips were still pinching her wrist bones hard, with no intention of letting go.
The light was like daylight, and he stood with his backlight, almost blending into the shadows in the dark. He only had a pair of frighteningly heavy eyes. He said: "My intention is not to teach you a lesson."
The man opened his lips calmly, and the words he spat out were extremely calm: "You should understand the value of life better than anyone else, right?"
The first dream has become Zhou Ji's nightmare.
Late at night when he was alone and unable to sleep, he closed his eyes and saw her lying beside the bed with a smile on her lips. Her face was pale and devoid of any trace of popularity.
He died quietly in the lonely temple.
From dark until dawn, no one discovered him.
He stretched out his hand, as if he could touch the body's gradually losing temperature. His hands and feet gradually became cold, until his heart completely stopped from surging.
Jiang Yue's face paled a bit when she heard what he said. She looked at him blankly. Zhou Ji had no intention of avoiding her gaze and allowed her to look at him openly and calmly.
She seemed furious.
Her Highness the Princess felt a complete offense, as if the scar she least wanted to reveal was revealed in front of her.
It seemed that what Zhou Ji said was not a tactful reminder.
Instead, he looked at her condescendingly and said to her in a sarcastic tone——
They are all already dead, so why don’t they know how to cherish their hard-won life?
Therefore, the furious Princess raised her hand and gave Zhou Ji a loud slap in the face without hesitation, making her face turn red with anger.
One slap didn't seem enough.
He raised his other hand, not caring that it was still injured, and was about to swing it towards him, but the man held his wrist in mid-air. He was very calm: "This hand is still wrapped with gauze. I have rough skin and thick flesh." It doesn’t matter, your wound will burst open, injuring the enemy eight hundred and damaging yourself a thousand, it’s not worth it.”
Jiang Yue looked at him with red eyes. After a while, she said: "Life is precious, and it is in my own hands. No one wants to control me."
Zhou Fuwei couldn't do it before.
Zhou Ji can't even think about it now.
What Zhou Ji just said was indeed very serious, but he did not regret saying it. The straightforward and stern words were even more impressive.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
"It's a small injury, no need to worry about it."
Jiang Yue didn't intend to give him face, so she turned around and walked out.
Zhou Ji stopped talking useless nonsense and suddenly picked him up in a hug. Jiang Yue was forced to hang upside down on him, her head buzzing.
There was a sudden spin.
Jiang Yue was thrown into his car, and then there was a slamming sound of the door being locked.
She quickly adjusted her mood, at least she was not as angry as before. She crossed her arms and wished she could stay away from him, but the space in the back seat was only so big, and she couldn't escape anywhere.
She said: "Don't you want your son?"
Zhou Ji raised her eyelids and said calmly, "There are bodyguards behind you."
Jiang Yue turned his face, just in time to see the conspicuous slap mark on the man's handsome and pale side face. His expression still seemed to be very cold, and his eyebrows were frozen.
Jiang Yue asked lazily: "I was the one who was cut by the knife. Why are you so angry?"
Doesn't he find it funny?
Zhou Ji turned her face to one side and stared at her with her dark eyes, without any intention of joking. His expressionless face was still very frightening.
