Chapter 211 Ji Rourou tears Deng Yi apart
"Lanlan?" Ji Mingzong's voice sounded.
Xu Ying stepped away knowingly.
Just as he walked to the door and tried to open the box, the sound of rapid vomiting came from behind.
When she was leaning on the table and bending over, Ji Mingzong, who was coming towards her, had no time to dodge. When he saw someone, he squatted down, put his arm around her waist and put it on his shoulder, allowing her to use his strength to stand firm.
The smell of blood splashed onto her face, and the smell of rust was unbearable.
Ji Lan grabbed Ji Mingzong's shoulder and vomited again.
I didn't eat anything at night and ended up vomiting until I had nothing to throw up and sour water came out.
After she finished vomiting and felt better, Ji Mingzong picked her up.
Passing through the layers of crowds, he strode away in a chilling voice.
"Is that Fengming Capital Ji Mingzong?"
"That's right! This aura is so powerful."
"Did Ji Lan save the world in his life? The orphan entered the Ji family and found a man at the peak of power."
"Are these two real? I thought it was gossip."
"The Ji family has all come out to wish me well. It is unlikely that it will be false."
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"What's going on?" Deng Yi hurried to the hospital after receiving the news and saw Ji Rourou sitting on a chair in the corridor with her head bent, rubbing her fingertips anxiously.
Seeing her coming, her nervousness was replaced by surprise, as if someone who could support her and make the decision had arrived.
"Mom, I had a dispute with Yanzhuang, and he cut his wrists in front of Ji Lan."
Deng Yi's heart trembled, and his eyes looking at Ji Rourou were a little cold.
Ji Rourou has developed a lot of bad habits in the countryside over the years. She doesn't care about her own face and doesn't give face to others outside. Her character of taking revenge as she pleases is placed in the Beijing-Hong Kong circle.
Not a good thing.
This matter may not be simple.
"You had a quarrel with Yanzhuang, why was Ji Lan present?"
Ji Rourou looked a little dodgey.
Deng Yi continued to ask: "Tell the truth! If you don't tell the truth in front of me, do you want to take the initiative when the family comes to entertain you?"
Ji Rourou didn't dare to hide anything and told the cause and effect of the matter.
Deng Yi was so angry that he was speechless on the spot.
On this day, she was wearing a beige turtleneck sweater. Even though Kuotai is in her fifties after recuperation, her face is still smooth and smooth.
She has half of the Ji family's stall in her hands. Over the years, from Ji Xian to Ji Lan, she has had more or less contact with children, including smart ones, bad ones, and bad-minded ones. She has had too much contact with them.
But only the stupid ones!
The first time she met.
Who did Ji Rourou study with her IQ?
How could the child she had with Ji Hongyi be so stupid?
"Mom!" Ji Rourou was a little nervous when she saw Deng Yi was speechless.
"Rourou," Deng Yi straightened his body slightly, his eyes falling on her, with a calm indifference: "You and Yanzhuang are in such trouble, what is your final appeal?"
Ji Rourou didn't dare to go back, she was unwilling to marry Yanzhuang.
Ji Lan stuffed things she didn't want into her hands and asked her to be grateful, which she couldn't do.
But the facts were in front of her, and she knew very well that the only use for her in the Ji family was marriage. The only essential difference between her and Ji Lan was whether they were biological children, and there was no difference in the rest.
In a family like Ji's, interests ultimately determine everything.
Whether you are a boy or a girl, your path is determined from birth.
The reality of Deng Yi and Ji Hongyi is terrible. If you cut their hearts open and look at them, not a single bit of them can be penetrated by human eyes.
Appeal?
How dare she say that?
From Deng Yi's perspective, as long as she spoke, all kinds of insults and reminders were waiting for her.
Until now, she had already understood what Ji Lan meant when he said, "The days are still long."
The days in the Ji family are still long, even too long.
From the moment she happily entered the house, her life had already been set.
The indescribable forbearance in Ji Rourou's eyes changed over and over again, until finally, she said "I don't know".
"Don't know?" Deng Yi pondered these three words.
In the past 10 years, the Ji family has been in turmoil.
Ji Mingzong came back full of ambition to kill them, and the Ji family's life was not good at all.
Chen Yan and Ji Mingda were caught in the middle and stabbed them a few times from time to time. Although they were not fatal, they were quite capable of disgusting people.
Ji Lan left and Ji Rourou came.
None of the three bedrooms in the Ji family has good things.
Everyone has his own plans.
But the old lady sat firmly on the high platform and refused to give up her seat, allowing them to calculate and plan at the same time. During the past six months, Deng Yi was exhausted both mentally and physically.
After more than twenty years of marriage, it has never been like this.
At this time, in the corridor of the hospital, doctors, nurses, patients and family members were hurriedly coming and going. She looked at Ji Rourou, feeling helpless that she could not persuade them to die.
Even if it was her daughter, she felt that she was incapable of saving her in the slightest.
"The commotion is earth-shattering, but in the end you just don't know anything? Do you just don't know or you dare not say it?"
Ji Rourou had a rare moment of strength that day. Facing Deng Yi's cold scolding, she raised her head unwilling to admit defeat: "I dare not say it."
"What are you afraid to say?"
Deng Yi shouted angrily, causing the people around her to stop. Realizing that she had lost her composure, she found an empty ward and pulled Ji Rourou in.
"You and Yanzhuang are going to live together for the rest of their lives. You have made such a fuss even before you get married. You shouldn't have done it today. You shouldn't have dragged her to Ji Lan. Since you know that he still has feelings for Ji Lan, You should avoid him and avoid meeting Ji Lan.”
"Draw Yanzhuang in front of him and let him formalize his feelings? Then what? Can he break away from the family and resolve this marriage? No!"
"Rourou! You will do this next time."
"There is no future," Ji Rourou bravely interrupted Deng Yi: "Being with Yanzhuang was never my choice. It was the pain you imposed on me. I don't love him, and he doesn't love me either. We Marriage is just two miserable lovers struggling and torturing each other. I will not marry him.”
"It's not up to you,"
"Then I'll die, okay?" Ji Rourou asked calmly: "Is that enough?"
Bang——Deng Yi was so angry that he lost all reason and slapped her in the face.
"I was pregnant in ten months, risked my life to give birth to you, and I have been looking for you for twenty years, and you just said you were going to die so easily?"
This slap can be said to be a desperate effort.
Blood flowed from the corners of Ji Rourou's lips.
She turned her face sideways, sneered, and raised her hand to wipe the blood on her lips: "No wonder Ji Lan wants to leave the Ji family and get out of your control. It's me, and I don't want to either."
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"Essentially, you have never regarded your daughter as your daughter, no matter whether she is biological or not. The first thing you consider is how much benefit the other party can bring to you. Do you love me? Not necessarily. If you really love me, you should let me stay with you for the rest of your life. I want to be a little princess at home, instead of trying to stuff me into a marriage and suffer even though I know the other person doesn’t love me.”
"You keep saying you love me, but my freedom, my marriage, and my desire for relatives are not as important as your face. You secretly advanced my engagement with Yanzhuang just to kick me out, an embarrassing person. ”