Chapter 205 You imprison me again?
How dare you say it!
What a billionaire, but in her words he was a prostitute and a domestic abuser, so he was barely human.
Ji Lan joined the team, and Xu Ying silently gave her a thumbs up from one side.
"Why are you panicking? Everyone has arrived at the hospital and has been queued up. Is there anything going on?"
Ji Lan couldn't explain what she felt, but she knew that Ji Mingzong was very suspicious, and she vaguely felt something was wrong when she went out early in the morning.
It is better to fight quickly to avoid long nights and many dreams.
"Ji Mingzong is very suspicious. There is a roar of wind and cranes, and the grass and trees are all at war. I'm worried that I won't be able to hide it from him."
"No, we are doing it fairly covertly."
Ji Lan leaned on the cold chair and sighed slightly: "I hope."
The abortion didn't take long, but the short half-hour waiting made Ji Lan extremely tormented.
The calls came in one after another, making her palms become cold and sweaty.
When the operating door opened and the nurse called the next person to get ready, Ji Lan couldn't wait a second and stood up in a hurry.
When she stood up after sitting for a long time, her legs felt numb for a while, and Xu Ying hurriedly reached out to support her.
Ji Lan caressed her hand away without taking it seriously, trying to seize the time to get in.
"Song Lan? Isn't your number at the back?" The nurse picked up the list in her hand and looked at it.
Ji Lan looked back at the people behind her and explained: "I changed with the people in front, and they all agreed."
The nurse glanced sideways and glanced at the red bills in everyone's hands, probably knowing what was going on.
People are stupid and have too much money, so there is no need for her to stop them.
"Come in!"
The nurse stepped aside, and Ji Lan was about to step in.
At the end of the corridor, chaotic and rapid footsteps sounded. The leader was the dean in a white coat, followed closely by Ji Mingzong, who was in a suit and leather shoes with a cold and solemn face.
Looking past the layers of people, he looked at himself with eyes that were like the black and white in the Palace of Hell. It makes people feel cold all over.
Unable to stop trembling.
"Director Xu"
Ji Lan's steps trembled and he wanted to go in immediately.
"Director Xu," the dean called again.
"Wait a minute," the dean approached, pulled the director aside, and whispered something softly. The latter's surprised eyes fell on Ji Lan.
When he turned to look at the man standing in front of him, his murderous and bloodthirsty mood eclipsed everything around him. He stared at the girl in front of him without saying a word, his heavy eyes like the weight of a mountain as the people on the opposite side were retreating steadily.
His face was as pale as a lonely ghost seeing the Lord of Hell.
The chase ended with Ji Lan's defeat.
In Lanting Villa.
Ji Lan sat on the sofa with his head lowered, not daring to look directly at Ji Mingzong's anger.
The man stood in front of her, his stern eyes staring at her with a hint of forbearance.
Leave her nowhere to escape.
His eyes were wild and his voice was as cold as ice: "Why?"
"Why?" Ji Lan asked knowingly. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were stubborn and forbearing.
"What's the reason for not wanting it?"
"I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to make a decision," Ji Lan ignored the man's anger and continued to say heartily: "If you stay, you have to figure out how to settle the two of us."
Ji Mingzong's back felt numb, and his stiff and stiff back just now relaxed for a moment: "Did you hear that?"
"It's hard not to hear," Ji Lan said sarcastically: "Since Director Ji has something to hide, as your girlfriend, I should think about it for you, so as not to put you in a dilemma."
Ji Mingzong's tone was gloomy: "So, I still have to thank you?" "No need," Ji Lan looked away.
More than ten years of traveling through mountains and ridges have long made him numb. Gains and losses are just small things in daily life.
Most of his emotions were buried in the abyss.
And the remaining small part all fell on Ji Lan.
Ji Mingzong stared at her stubborn expression and didn't know how to speak for a moment. He seemed to have reached a dead end with no way out and no way forward.
When he went out in the morning, he felt vaguely uneasy.
Ji Lan was too obedient.
When a baby comes to the unmarried stage, anyone would be panicked and anxious, but Ji Lan's reaction was too calm, as if he had experienced this kind of thing many times.
"Those words that night were just chatting between friends. You don't need to take it to heart. I didn't want to give up this child."
"It's up to you whether you want it or not, but I don't want it."
"Why not?" Ji Mingzong's dark eyes suddenly darkened.
Not to be outdone, Ji Lan replied: "I should have the right to choose my own uterus, right?"
"Your choice is to not want him?"
"Can't you?" She was too ruthless. When it came to whether the child should stay or leave, she was as calm as a goddess without any passion.
The usual trivial matters would make a huge fuss, but when it came to this matter, it seemed that he couldn't arouse her emotions at all.
"No," Ji Mingzong shouted angrily: "It's not yours alone."
"I'm not asking for your consent, I'm telling you my decision," Ji Lan stood up and walked past Ji Mingzong towards the door.
When I reached for the door, I found it was motionless.
She got it.
"You imprison me again."
"Let you go out to have an abortion?"
"If you don't let me out, I will find a way to prevent it from seeing the sun tomorrow. It's just a matter of whether you want to lose one life or two lives." Ji Lan turned around angrily and slammed the door when he went to the bedroom on the second floor.
The loud swing of the wooden door made the three people downstairs tremble.
Jing He and Yan Hui looked at each other.
I wanted to say something, but I felt that it was useless to say anything at this time.
The love and hatred between adult men and women will become indifferent once innocent lives are involved.
The love that has been accumulated for a long time will turn into a knife of hatred and shoot at the other party in this moment.
Qin Chang was very puzzled: "My husband has a lot of money and no other women. He has a clean private life and spends money generously. He is not gentle and considerate but not without merit. Why doesn't Miss Song want to have a baby?"
Jing He pursed his lips. As a subordinate, it was taboo to talk about the rights and wrongs of his master.
But at this time, I couldn't bear it and said something fair for Ji Lan: "How can I live without a name and no status?"
"Is status so important? Many of the rich men out there are young and beautiful girls, and every one of them is eager to get married."
"Qin Chang, not having and having are two different things, you won't understand."
In other words, if Ji Lan is really one of those men outside who has no ethics and no regard for propriety, justice and shame, Mr. Ji will not like him.
He fell in love with a girl's seriousness, but now he was silently forcing people to follow the path of those girls.
How could it not be another kind of sadness?
Upstairs, Ji Lan was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt.
Hearing the footsteps, he pulled up the quilt to cover himself.
Ji Lan's back tensed up when he heard the dent beside the bed.
The man's gentle palm fell on her waist and stroked her slowly: "Lan Lan, let's talk calmly."