Chapter 61 Love grows over time
"He is very nice and treats me very well."
Lian Li turned her eyes and looked at Jin Shiyue, and said softly: "He has been taking care of me since my father passed away. He can be called my food and clothing parent. Isn't it normal that I like him?"
Jin Shiyue nodded: "You like his money."
"Then I only like his money, not other people's money." Lian Li said calmly without being angry.
Jin Shiyue laughed when he heard it, and he said without hesitation: "You are so confident. How about asking him to come and bow to you and thank you because you only like his money?"
"..."
Lian Li's wounds on her hands were closed by his words. She looked down at the blood-stained disinfectant tissue, feeling unexpectedly relaxed.
"When I was fifteen years old, I lived in Jin Yanting's villa. I fell ill once with a viral cold. My head was dizzy and I kept coughing. At that time, Jin Yanting was on a business trip and my aunt asked for leave temporarily because of something at home. I thought no one would show up, but He's back."
Before that, although Lian Li was by Jin Yanting's side, there was a strong sense of distance.
The heir to a top wealthy family took great pains to take care of her, twisting towels to wipe her face, feeding her medicine, and cooking porridge for her. This was the breakthrough point in their relationship.
From then on, they gradually became familiar with each other.
After a few seconds of silence, Jin Shiyue asked: "So you like him because of this?"
"Of course not."
Fifteen years old is still young, so it can't be called a heartbeat. It can only be regarded as an opportunity for Lian Li to open up her heart.
That thing is a bridge that connects them.
They stood at both ends of the bridge. As time passed slowly, she walked towards him step by step. She originally thought she could meet him at the center of the bridge. But when she looked up, she found that he had always been at the end of the bridge and had never gone there. Passed every inch of my life.
He stops for others and depicts a beautiful love story of a prince and a princess.
And she performed one self-righteous one-man show after another.
"He has been taking care of me for the past nine years. I am very grateful to him." Lian Li said calmly, "I have been in love with him for a long time."
"The key to long-term love is attraction, not moving." Jin Shiyue chuckled mockingly, "I want to thank him, why don't you give him the award for the top ten people who moved China?"
"I don't have the backing to directly appoint him." Lian Li really thought about it.
Jin Shiyue laughed and asked, "Do you want a backstage?"
His voice was low and sweet, like a casual remark, but also like a temptation.
Lian Li was startled.
She raised her face and looked at Jin Siyue, who was also looking at her.
The light from the ceiling lamp of the carriage illuminated his face clearly, with clear outlines, high nose bones, and dark eyes that were as dark and deep as an unfathomable cosmic vortex, easily sucking people in.
Lian Li's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. She turned her gaze away and said, "No, I'm afraid of being reported."
"You are so vengeful, who would dare to report you." Jin Shiyue said lazily.
Lian Li glanced at him, but before she could speak, Jin Shiyue suddenly leaned forward. She leaned back reflexively, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"What are you hiding from?"
Jin Shiyue clasped her chin with his right hand, and moved the long fingers of his left hand away from her forehead. After measuring it, he came to the conclusion:
"I have a hemorrhoid."
Lian Li's rapidly beating heart returned to normal instantly, and she was speechless for a while: "No hemorrhoids will grow on the forehead."
Jin Shiyue raised his eyebrows frivolously: "Where is it?"
It's a very common problem. It's not surprising that the noble young master lacks common sense in life. I don't know why Lian Li's throat seemed to be blocked and she didn't answer immediately.
She raised her hand to touch the bulge on her forehead, which was probably caused by braking.
The two of them were so close that their breaths were almost intertwined. Jin Shiyue's eyes fell on Lian Li's face, looking at the layer of soft down on her fair skin and her lightly pursed bright red lips.
He took a sip and then released it. The opening and closing range was very small, and the white teeth and soft tongue hidden inside were not visible.
The man's hot breath hit his cheeks, turning his porcelain-white skin red. She raised her eyes to look at him, and what came into view was the slightly rolling Adam's apple.
Sharp and full, indescribably sexy.
"It doesn't hurt." Lian Li touched the big swelling on her forehead and said, "The swelling should subside in two days."
Jin Shiyue gently pressed her forehead with his finger, and Lian Li immediately frowned and hissed. "Doesn't this hurt?" Jin Shiyue said.
Lian Li covered her forehead with her uninjured hand to prevent him from attacking again: "Of course it will hurt if you poke her."
The eldest young master is really bad, he specializes in rubbing salt into people's wounds.
Nothing like Jin Yanting.
The driving Hongqi L9 stopped smoothly. Li Ye, who was in the driver's seat, got out of the car and opened the back seat door.
Jin Shiyue got out of the car slowly, followed by Lian Li.
The cold winter night wind blew through her skin, causing Lian Li to shiver. She raised her head and looked around, then paused.
Why did Jin Shiyue bring her to the Military Region General Hospital?
Lian Li saw Lian Jingcheng for the last time in the hospital. Over the years, she had been dreaming about that day.
The accumulation of dreams in and out of dreams made her a little resistant to the hospital.
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"Who are you thinking about absentmindedly?" Jin Shiyue said.
Lian Li looked at him: "I'm fine, no need for examination."
"With such a big bump on your head, what's wrong?" Jin Shiyue lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Lian Li turned to look at the hospital building, still feeling eerie and uncomfortable.
She thought about her words in her mind, turned around, and was about to look up at Jin Shiyue, but a black shadow passed through her sight, and the warm couture jacket was already draped on her body.
"You won't check. You plan to wait until your brain is broken and take the opportunity to blackmail me, right?"
The familiar temperature and smell enveloped Lianli like a fine net, and she was stunned for a moment.
When did she get used to his breath...
While Lian Li was still wondering, Jin Shiyue had already gone to the hospital building.
She looked at his tall and tall figure, feeling confused again.
What happened today was done by Zhao Lizheng, and it had nothing to do with Jin Shiyue. How serious his persecution delusion was, it could all be associated with her blackmailing him.
Seeing the man walking further and further away, Lian Li sighed and stepped up to follow him.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the family members visiting the hospital had basically dispersed, and the building was relatively quiet.
The person who examined Lian Li was an old professor, an affable female doctor wearing glasses. The temperament on her body is soft and sharp, which is the accumulation of time and the infiltration of power.
Lian Li clutched her suit jacket with her fingers. When she went inside to take a picture, she looked back at Jin Shiyue who was waiting outside.
Jin Shiyue was also looking at her.
Staring at each other for three seconds, Lian Li looked away, feeling less uneasy in her heart.
During the examination, Lian Li took off Jin Shiyue's clothes. After the examination, she didn't put them on and held her in her arms.
The nurse handed over a cup of hot water. Lian Li sat on the chair, holding the cup in both hands, and took a few sips.
The wound on the forehead has been treated with medicine and covered with medical gauze.
Lian Li lowered her head and stared at the jacket on her legs. There were three letters engraved on the inside of the jacket: JSY.
Jin Shiyue's initials.
The eldest young master's clothes are specially customized.
In the office, the old professor was watching Lian Li's film, and Jin Shiyue was watching beside him. He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his sharp and cold eyes.
Lian Li held the water glass in both hands and took a sip. She suddenly remembered what Zhong Yang said at the STAR bar tonight.
Aunt, she should be referring to Mrs. Jin.
Zhong Yang said that Jin Shiyue almost died at the hands of his mother... Doesn't his mother like him too?
(End of chapter)