Chapter 145 I don’t have a habit of buying murderous girlfriends
If there is no expert guidance behind Ji Lan, the old lady won’t believe it.
Having glimpsed the incestuous relationship between Ji Mingzong and Ji Lan, she was now 100% sure who was behind her.
If a company wants to rise rapidly in the industry, it must have strong capital to support it.
"Deng Yiming secretly suppressed Ji Lan a lot, but she still managed to break out. Do you really think it's her luck or her ability? Ji Lan's heart is no longer with the Ji family. That girl is shrewd. , you may not be able to see what you are doing.”
"The person who pretends to be nice in front of you must have a different face in front of Deng Yi." The old lady analyzed her completely and gave her an ultimatum: "I don't care what means you use, Ji Lan can't stay. Song has not caused any trouble yet, so he should get rid of it as soon as possible and use the method he used against his own brother."
The last sentence is very serious.
Ji Hongyi was a little thankful, but also a little scared.
The old lady has such a temperament that she puts family honor first in everything she does. She is afraid that Ji Mingzong died abroad when he died abroad.
The most she could do was say a few words to them, and she would not do anything detrimental to them just because a son died.
If Ji Mingzong was not the leader of Fengming Capital at this time.
The old lady would not bring the dirty things they had done to the table.
An eighty-year-old man should have seen through the facts and lived out his days with a loving heart, but she never did.
On the contrary, the older you get, the more ruthless your methods become.
"I understand," Ji Hongyi responded lightly.
When Shu Wen saw people off, the footsteps in the courtyard stopped: "Does Butler Shu know there is something in this that I don't know?"
"Don't worry, sir, the old lady has always been very kind to you," Shu Wen comforted. Looking at him.
Ji Hongyi laughed helplessly when he heard the word "love".
Love?
Not necessarily, the old lady only loves herself and the Ji family's honor in this life. Other than that, her son and daughter-in-law are her chess pieces and swords.
No one can be sincere to her.
Even though her husband is now lying in a coma in the hospital bed, the doctors coming in and out every day do not show much concern from her. On the contrary, she has a clear understanding of the family's movements.
When Ji Hongyi returned home, Deng Yi greeted him with anxious steps. The two entered the study and closed the heavy door with a "How" and landed.
"See for yourself."
"Is this?" Deng Yi was a little stunned when he saw the headline on the news page, and subconsciously explained: "I didn't do this."
Ji Hongyi boiled water and prepared to make tea: "I know."
"Who did it? The second child?"
"What does this matter have to do with the second child? What happened to our eldest room?" There is no need to put in such a thankless hand."
"Who is that?" Deng Yi was confused. Ji Hongyi's dark eyes fell on her, with helplessness, and Deng Yi instantly understood: "Old lady. What she did? "
"Why did she kill Ji Lan? Even if Ji Lan's biological parents came to us, it would be a little disadvantageous, so why should she kill her? "
There are too many solutions to this matter according to the old lady's past routine. The two families sit together and shake hands to make peace. They can save face and gain a good reputation. Even if the other party is unwilling, they can give a positive attitude to solve the problem. It can solve most problems, but now it uses the most dangerous method.
“I don’t know, I’m hiding something,” Ji Hongyi took off his coat angrily and threw it on the chair.
The eyebrows are difficult to stretch.
"Stressed that Ji Lan should not be kept."
"." Deng Yi didn't know what to say for a while. It wasn't that he was afraid, and it wasn't that he thought Ji Lan should stay, but that it wasn't worth it for someone. The adopted daughter dirty her hands.
"The glass shards are inserted in a messy manner. No anesthesia is needed. It may be a little painful to pull out. Please bear with it."
In the emergency room, the doctor looked at the injury on Ji Lan's arm while putting on gloves. "Yes." She responded lightly.
The doctor pulled up a chair on one side: "Sit on the chair. If it hurts, you can lean against the edge of the bed."
She got down from the bed and sat down obediently. on the chair.
When the doctor took the tweezers and started, he frowned and couldn't bear to make a sound. His hands that fell on the edge of the bed shook slightly and he gripped the sheets tightly.
“Change your hand.”
After picking out the glass with one hand, Ji Lan breathed a sigh of relief and turned his back to the bed.
When the disinfectant fell on the wound, she trembled slightly. When her back was tense and she took a breath, a big hand pressed the back of her head and forced her to press against him.
The scalding temperature came before the smell of alcohol all over my body.
Ji Lan knew who it was without even thinking.
What I didn’t expect was that a drunk and unconscious person could actually show up in the hospital at this moment.
On this night, for Ji Lan, the doctor's movements were far less shocking than Ji Mingzong's palm falling on his head.
At last, three or five minutes later, a cry of trouble sounded from above my head.
The doctor and nurse said yes, and when they packed up their things and left, they frequently looked back at this man with an outstanding temperament.
The capitalist with outstanding appearance, cold and polite temperament makes people think of him.
Fantasy about the relationship between the two in the consulting room.
A million-word romance novel unfolds in their minds.
Ji Lan's back was sweating and she was leaning against Ji Mingzong's abdomen. The pain had not dissipated and before she could recover, the doctor came back with two boxes of medicine in his hand.
Hand it to Ji Mingzong and tell him how to use anti-inflammatory drugs and analgesics.
The doctor kept the instructions in mind one by one, and sent them out with a thank you.
It wasn't until the person left that Ji Lan slowly sat up straight and lowered his head to see clearly.
Ji Mingzong stretched out his trousers and squatted in front of her, looking at her with a smile. The doting and evil smile in his eyes appeared at the same time: "Are you honest?"
"Are you still running? "
Ji Lan thought of the black Audi: "Are you pretending to be drunk? "
"How dare you run away if I don't pretend to be drunk?"
"I can't stop a bird that wants to fly. Instead of you thinking about flying out of the cage all day long, why not let you go out and see the colorful world outside? How sinister.”
He is busy all day long, and that’s all. He is restless thinking about Ji Lan, and his heart is half focused on the company and half on Ji Lan. This feeling is very unpleasant. Not comfortable.
It is better to let her suffer enough.
Throw it out and let someone beat it up, so that you can return to him honestly.
"Did you arrange the person?"
Ji Mingzong flicked her forehead with his finger: "I don't have the habit of murdering my girlfriend."
"Sir," Yan Hui held the blanket Come in.
Ji Mingzong just stood up, reached out and took the blanket, wrapped it around Ji Lan, and handed the medicine to Yan Hui.
"Go home," the blanket fell on her and wrapped her up. Ji Mingzong avoided her wounds and dragged her up into his arms.