She Belongs To Me

The head nurse stayed to deal with the needle for Wen Nian and re-infused, Jiang Ci stared at Lin Xiao, and there were cold guards in his beautiful pupils.

Lin Xiao rascally combed his scattered forehead, and said in a relaxed tone: "My sister-in-law is here, why are you so excited? The last time I poured alcohol, I pushed me hard this time. What's wrong with President Wen? Hey! How can I still count on her now!"

His face is really disgusting, Jiang Ci said with a cold face: "You caused her to miscarry. If this is not a'bad thing', then tell me, what counts?"

"Me? Caused her to have a miscarriage?" Lin Xiao was like hearing a Tianda joke. He pointed to Wen Nian, his forehead burst into blue veins, and roared loudly: "She repeatedly provokes me and irritates me. As long as she is a man, everyone is him. Mom got out of control! I just dumped her and she ran into it by herself! Now when I think about it, use me as a stepping stone and the child as a springboard-Mr. Wen, I think you are not a thing more than me!"

Lin Xiao straightened his slanted collar and sneered: "Sister-in-law, how simple and innocent you think you are, a good sister? That's she who lied to you too! You ask her and face me with a dead face all day long. , Do you really want to give birth to a child?"

The head nurse was dumbfounded, and even the look in Wen Nian's eyes changed.

Jiang Ci thought of Wen Nian's cry last night, thought of her red eye circles during morning sickness, and thought of so many maternal and child books in her own home, and she trembled uncontrollably.

"Aren't you just asking for money? Lin Xiao, stop playing tricks, how much do you want? Just say it." Wen Nianren said lightly on the hospital bed, and Lin Xiao's expression turned from cloudy to clear.

He licked his cheek and stretched out five fingers.

Wen Nian: "Five hundred thousand?"

Lin Xiao said impatiently: "Five, hundred, ten thousand, ah!"

Without saying anything, Wen Nian picked up his mobile phone to transfer money to him.

The ward was so quiet that needles dropped, and from a distance, there seemed to be cluttered footsteps outside the corridor. With the nurse's greeting "here, here", it should be the hospital security guard.

Wen Nian glanced at Lin Xiao and raised his phone to let him see the picture on the screen: "2.5 million."

As she said, she repeated the operation just now, and shook the phone lightly: "Five million, all transferred to you."

Must be divided twice, two hundred and five each time, scolding him in disguise.

Lin Xiao stared at Wen Nian, and when Jiang Ci thought he was going to do something again, the security arrived.

Lin Xiao: "Xiao Wen is always generous! You, take care of it in the hospital. When the money is spent, I will find you again."

He swaggered out. Seeing that the situation had subsided, the head nurse winked at the security guards, and everyone left.

Jiang Ci and Wen Nian were silent for a while, and Wen Nian pulled Jiang Ci's hand: "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Ci: "I'm not afraid."

Wen Nian: "You've been shaking."

Jiang Ci took a breath, resented, and wronged her again: "I'm very angry."

Wen Nian soothed and said: "Don't be angry, it's not worth it....Aci, I don't know when you still poured him wine, when? For me?"

Jiang Ci was silent.

Wen Niandang acquiesced: "Aci, you are angry for me, you stand up for me, I am very touched. But if there is another time, you must stay away from him, it is terrible for him to be crazy, otherwise I won't be here. ."

"I know." Jiang Ci nodded: "I will go outside to clean up now."

She hurried out of the ward, and took the scattered things back to the suitcase one by one. Her eyes were wet for a few moments, and they were pressed back by her.

From yesterday to now, Wen Nian has never mentioned his future plans. He has obviously made up his mind and doesn't need the opinions of others to refer to.

Jiang Ci understood her choice, so she felt even more worthless.

After packing up his suitcase, Jiang Ci tried his best to pack his emotions. She lifted the thermos and asked Wen Nian, "Are you hungry?...Forget it, if you don't have an appetite now, let's drink it later."

"I drink." Wen Nian asked Jiang Ci to sit next to him, "Aunt Jiang made the soup, A Ci, you went to get it specially, why would I lose my appetite?"

Hearing what she said, Jiang Ci opened the thermos and filled her with a bowl: "Be careful, it's still very hot."

Wen Nian slowly blew the chicken soup: "Aci, do you believe what Lin Xiao said?"

Jiang Ci: "I don't believe it."

Wen Nian didn't say anything else, and drank the sip of Chuangwen's chicken soup.

After a while, Ning Shuyue came.

She was sitting on the bedside cutting fruits for Wen Nian, Jiang Ci received a call from her assistant Xiao Chen, saying that she had encountered some difficulties at work. Jiang Ci went outside the ward while listening, when Wen Nian's cell phone rang.

Ning Shuyue stretched her neck and glanced, and immediately put down the fruit knife in her hand: "Mrs. Wen."

She wiped her hand, picked up the phone from the cabinet, and handed it to Wen Nian.

After Jiang Ci finished answering Xiao Chen's doubts, he went back to the ward and saw Ning Shuyue carrying a bag and saying to Wen Nian, "Mom is leaving first."

Jiang Ci casually said: "Aunt Ning, don't you accompany you to read it for a while?"

"No." Ning Shuyue smiled at Jiang Ci and left without saying a word.

Jiang Ci turned to Wen Nian, wondering why Aunt Ning was in such a hurry.

Wen Nian said quietly, "Mrs. Wen, and Lin Xiao's mother, are coming to pick me up and leave the hospital. It should be almost here now."

It turned out that Ning Shuyue deliberately avoided. Jiang Ci asked Wen Nian, "Do you still need me to be here now?"

Wen Nian looked at her, opened his arms, Jiang Ci leaned over, the two gave a light hug, and Wen Nian said, "I will meet you again in a few days."

Jiang Ci: "Okay.-Don't worry about going to the company, take more rest, and wait until your body recovers."

Wen Nian: "I know."

Jiang Ci left the ward, walked a few steps, and then looked back.

On this road of life, whether it is flowers or thorns, you have to walk by yourself.

I hope that what Wen Nian can get is what she wants.

Outside the hospital, Jiang Ci stopped the car and went straight home.

She almost stayed up all night, and Lin Xiao came to make trouble again, exhausted physically and mentally.

Entering the house, passing through the living room, and about to go upstairs, there is a sound in the direction of the kitchen. Jiang Ci glanced at the time, after two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Xingxue was at home? Or is Aunt Zhuang preparing dinner?

Jiang Ci was about to see what happened when someone came out of the kitchen.

Jiang Ci was startled: "Assistant Yao?"

Assistant Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her coming back: "Madam, the porridge is almost ready. Mr. Lu has a high fever, and he just finished his needle."

Before he could find out why they changed their names in such a unified way, Jiang Ci asked, "Lu Xingxue has a fever?"

Assistant Yao explained to her as he walked: “The company has a board of directors this morning, but Mr. Lu hasn’t appeared for a long time. I called her several times, and Luo Mingliang and Wei Ning also said that they had not received anyone. I was worried and ran away. When I came over, she was totally confused."

Jiang Ci unknowingly speeded up the steps upstairs: "How come? She was fine yesterday?"

Assistant Yao: "She has been under a lot of pressure at work recently, and she was exposed to the rain last night, so she collapsed."

Raining? Ginger porcelain was thinking of shaking.

——Lu Xingxue waited for her in the restaurant until late, so she got caught in the rain.

I was already sorry for not breaking the appointment, and Lu Xingxue fell ill because of it. Jiang Ci thought that she was really to blame.

Assistant Yao urged: "The doctor will come tomorrow to give President Lu an injection. If she gets a fever again tonight, you must remember to give her medicine."

With that, Assistant Yao pushed open Lu Xingxue's room door, and Jiang Ci followed her in.

Lu Xingxue occupies only a small corner of the wide bed. She curled up slightly, her black hair scattered by the pillow, her face pale, but her lips were sickly red.

The more Jiang Ci looked, the more he blamed himself.

Assistant Yao said softly: "Mr. Lu, I'm going back to the company first."

Lu Xingxue closed her eyes, and after a long time, he said in a low voice.

Yao Zhu had an ideal thought: "Mrs. Lu, President——"

She wanted to say that his wife was back, but was interrupted by Lu Xingxue's mute voice: "Don't tell her, she is busy.

Assistant Yao turned his head, Jiang Ci glanced at her, and Assistant Yao made a lip shape: "Then I will go first."

Jiang Ci nodded silently.

The door opened and closed lightly, and after Assistant Yao left, the room was quiet again.

It rained in the evening. Today's temperature is slightly lower than yesterday, but the sun is still warm in the afternoon. The gauze curtain leading to the terrace was pulled up, and it was blown and drummed by the wind.

Lu Xingxue should be very uncomfortable, always frowning slightly.

"The deer walks in the snow." Jiang Ci said softly.

Lu Xingxue heard her voice and slowly raised her heavy eyelids.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Ci lay on the edge of the bed, looking at her level, "It made you have a fever in the rain."

Lu Xingxue only retreated from the fever, her eyes were soft and moist. She looked at Jiang Ci: "It's not your responsibility, don't say that."

The guilt in Jiang Ci's heart was overwhelmed by Lu Xingxue's tolerance: "...Assistant Yao has cooked the porridge and it's almost over. Have you not eaten for a day?"

Lu Xingxue: "I'm a little dizzy, I want to sleep a little longer."

The voice was dull and soft, and the eyelashes were flapped one by one, very well-behaved and very pitiful.

Jiang Ci followed her and said, "Then you sleep for a while, and I will come back later."

Lu Xingxue closed his eyes.

Jiang Ci closed the door and went out, went back to the room and rinsed briefly, and came out of the shower room while wiping his hair, only to find a cardboard box more than half a meter high on the table.

The logo of the Forest is printed on the box, and the mouth is open. The inside code is neat and complete, such as unopened cosmetics and skin care, and it is almost impossible to fit it. Some are her usual brands, some are not.

The top box is lipstick. The new series is not yet on the market. The brand she lent to Lu Xingxue last time.

Appearing in her room, Lu Xingxue naturally gave it to her.

Jiang Ci thought that when Lu Xingxue brought the cartons home, it might have been raining.

The feeling of guilt in my heart reaches its peak at this moment.

Jiang Ci contacted Aunt Zhuang and asked her to come over later and cook some light dishes. Then she tied herself with rubber bands and went downstairs to the kitchen.

The porridge was cooked, she checked in the refrigerator.

The broccoli is very fresh and the carrots look good. Jiang Ci plans to cook two dishes for Luxing's porridge.

She rarely cooks, so naturally she has no cooking skills. After checking the cooking tutorial, she went through it again in her heart and set about blanching broccoli.

The water boiled, and Jiang Lin's call came. Jiang Ci poured broccoli into the pot while listening to the phone with distraction.

Ning Shuyue contacted Jiang Lin shortly after leaving the hospital, thanked her for the chicken soup, and praised Jiang Ci for her caring. Jiang Lin repeated to Jiang Ci, and then asked her: "Now? I heard Mrs. Wen and Lin. The wife went to pick up Wen Nian from the hospital?"

Jiang Ci wondered how long it would take for the broccoli to be cooked, and whether it could be picked up now: "...I didn't see them, I will come back first."

The broccoli kept tumbling in the boiling water, Jiang Ci decided to pick it up, the first turn, the plate was not ready yet. She hurriedly turned off the fire and opened the cabinet to get the dinner plate.

Jiang Lin heard her pots and pans keep ringing, and said suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ci: "Cooking."

Jiang Lin is curious: "You cook? Who do you cook for? Your aunt who cooks is not available today?"

Jiang Ci took out the broccoli and put it on the plate: "Lu Xingxue is sick, I will cook two dishes first, afraid that she will not taste the porridge."

"Lu Xingxue is sick!? Why is it sick? Where is it? Have you seen a doctor?" Jiang Lin asked one after another, and her voice passed.

Jiang Ci: "...The doctor has already been here. Now the fever has gone down and I am still sleeping."

Jiang Lin felt relieved, and then she was very pleased with Jiang Ci's cooking by herself: "People who are sick are sensitive and need care and care most. Aci, you did the right thing, and finally you are sensible."

Jiang Ci: "..."

Jiang Lin: "That's right, Lu Xingxue is someone who wants to accompany you for the rest of your life. No matter how strong her career is, she still needs someone to pet her. Do you know how to pet her?"

Pet her, pet her...

Jiang Ci dealt with Jiang Lin indiscriminately, and hung up the phone in a hurry.