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Chapter 175 Zhao Wanjun returns home

What do you mean, so he can rest assured?
Qiao Xi raised her head and looked at Zhuang Han blankly.

It also reminded me of the day when he said that he wanted to pursue his own affairs...

"Ajin, if you stare at me like this, I will mistakenly think you like me." Zhuang Han joked, looking at Qiao Xi with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing that Qiao Xi was too nervous to speak, Zhuang Han stopped teasing her: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I don't know if you like me, but I like you."

"I want to chase you, Jin."

His expression suddenly became serious.

Qiao Xi was in a daze, not knowing what to say.

Just as she was about to say that she only regarded him as a friend, the door of the ward was opened.

Jun Jingting walked in with a dark face, and stood in front of Zhuang Han, preventing him from looking at Qiao Xi: "Mr. Zhuang still has this leisurely way to snatch my fiancée?"

"I heard that not only your mother, but even members of the Lu family disagreed with the two of you." Zhuang Han looked at Shang Jun Jing Ting's frightening eyes without fear.

For a time, the atmosphere was tense.

"They don't agree, as long as Ah Jin agrees."

"Then have you ever asked Ah Jin if she agrees?"

"That has nothing to do with you, right?" Jun Jingting sneered, staring at Zhuang Han compellingly.

"Have you said enough?" Qiao Xi's tone showed a trace of impatience.

The two big figures in the imperial capital, who were feared by the wind, actually quarreled like children over such a trivial matter.

"Ajin, I'll come see you another day." Zhuang Han took two steps to the side and said to Qiao Xi.

"Okay." Qiao Xi nodded.

Zhuang Han felt a sense of loss in his heart, he thought Qiao Xi would keep him.But now that he has spoken, he can only leave.

As soon as the person stepped out of the ward, Jun Jingting closed the door.

He walked to the bedside with a pale face, and looked down at Qiao Xi.

"Did you hear what you said just now?" Inexplicably, she panicked.

But why panic?She never liked Jun Jingting.

"Yeah." Jun Jingting's complexion softened slightly, and she sat on the side of the bed: "I will make you like me."

"As for Zhuang Han, don't get close to him in the future."

This is not the first time Jun Jingting has said that.

"Why? Because he likes me?" Qiao Xi had to ask why today.

"He..." Jun Jingting hesitated to speak, and sighed: "I will not harm you, but if you approach him, there will be countless dangers."

Being in the intricate family of the banker is troublesome in itself.

Qiao Xi was his beloved woman, and he didn't want to see anything happen to her.

"I see, we didn't have much relationship at first, we were just ordinary friends."

normal friend……

Jun Jingting was very satisfied with these four words.

"what about me?"

"What?" Qiao Xi didn't react immediately.

"What is our relationship?"

Seeing the anticipation that flashed in Jun Jingting's eyes, Qiao Xi subconsciously avoided the topic: "The wound on my body has healed, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Jun Jingting's eyes dimmed, and she suppressed the emotions in her heart, and said, "Your wounds healed last time."

It did not recur later.

Qiao Xi was dumbfounded.

She had been in the hospital for several days, and Wanqing was the only one in the company to take care of her.She is worried.

Just when she was in a daze, Jun Jing stood up suddenly, pulled the quilt away, grabbed the corner of her clothes and wanted to lift it up.

A chill came over, Qiao Xi snapped back to his senses, and held down that bony, unbelievably good-looking salty pig's hand: "What are you doing?"

In broad daylight, how dare he touch himself?
"Look at the injury." He said without any embarrassment.

As if it should be.

"No!" Qiao Xi was ten thousand reluctant.

"It's just the stomach, and I don't look at other places." Jun Jingting glanced at Qiao Xi's flushed cheeks in a good mood: "I only know if it's really healed after I check it."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xi immediately let go of his hand: "Can I be discharged from the hospital after heals?"

A corner of the hospital gown was lifted, revealing the white and tender skin, the hideous and terrifying wound had scabbed off, leaving only a shallow scar.

"This is a medicine developed by the best foreign doctor. It is applied on the scar, and it is guaranteed not to leave a scar." Jun Jingting took out the medicine prepared early in the morning and stuffed it into Qiao Xi's hand.

The man's slightly rough but very warm palm accidentally touched her, and Qiao Xi felt as if she had been hit by electricity, making her numb.

She pursed her lips, "Thank you."

"Thank you? I'm your man." Jun Jingting smiled slightly, raising her hand to stroke her soft hair.

Just then, a cell phone rang.

Jun Jingting frowned, took out her phone, and when she saw the caller, her eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

He didn't deliberately avoid Qiao Xi, but pressed the answer button.

A weak female voice rang out from the phone: "Jing...Jing Ting, mom is sick..."

It's Zhao Wanjun.

If it wasn't for Zhao Wanjun calling herself "Mom", she would not have heard that the moss-like voice came from that arrogant and domineering woman Zhao Wanjun.

"Ill?" Jun Jingting's expression didn't change a bit.

"Cough cough...cough!" Zhao Wanjun coughed a few times on purpose, it sounded like he was dying of illness.

"It can't be pretending again." Jun Jingting was extremely indifferent.

Qiao Xi was a little surprised when he heard that.

Unexpectedly, Jun Jingting would say that about Zhao Wanjun.

It seems that Zhao Wanjun often pretended to be sick before.

That's right, although she didn't have much contact with Zhao Wanjun, she also knew that she was an unreasonable woman.

"Jing Ting, how can you...cough cough cough!! So... where's mom?"

"I'll arrange for a doctor to see you." Jun Jingting was about to hang up the phone as she spoke.

"No!" Zhao Wanjun beat her heart hard in order to act like a trick, and then coughed loudly: "Cough...Mom...can't do it anymore, take me back to the country..."

It turned out that was the idea.

As an outsider, Qiao Xi knew that Zhao Wanjun was definitely pretending to be sick this time.

Jun Jingting hung up the phone decisively.

"Why don't you agree?" Qiao Xi asked.

"She feigned illness."

"You don't want to see what she's going to do when she returns home?"

"Do not want to."

Jun Jingting didn't want to, but Qiao Xi did.

Her intuition told her that the purpose of Zhao Wanjun's return this time was related to her.

"Just let her come back." She, Qiao Xi, is not a timid person, since the other party's target is her, then she will have fun with her.

This was the first time Qiao Xi talked to him like this.

Although the tone did not imply coquettishness, but a pair of beautiful eyes shining like black jewels stared straight at him.

He couldn't refuse her.

"Okay." Jun Jingting took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness, and immediately asked Lin Dong to buy Zhao Wanjun a plane ticket back to China.

(End of this chapter)