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Chapter 10
The thought of going to jail made Jiang Mi shudder all over. She trembled with fear and leaned over to hug Qi Zhenting: “Grandpa, I can’t bear to see you go, wuwuwu…”
Qi Zhenting had been in the business world for decades without shedding a tear, but he was moved by a little girl. With red eyes, he gently patted her back.
No matter what her purpose was in coming to him, he could feel that she was really sad at this moment and really didn’t want him to die.
That’s enough, nothing else matters, sometimes the truth doesn’t matter either.
Jiang Mi couldn’t stop crying.
I can’t say I was too immersed in the role, but I felt sorry for myself when I thought about how awkwardly she dressed.
Qi Huaizhou had a social engagement that day and it was past ten o’clock in the evening when he returned to Qiyuan.
He walked along the path and when he was about to reach the rockery, he subconsciously looked over there.
As a result, in the dim light, he saw that there seemed to be a person sitting there. Qi Huaizhou frowned and walked closer, and it was indeed a person.
She was squatting with her knees hugged, wrapped in a furry coat like a bear, and her wide hat completely covered her little face.
Qi Huaizhou stopped and asked, “Qi Zhuyan?”
The girl suddenly raised her head and said in surprise, “Uncle San, you’re back?”
Qi Huaizhou was stunned by the sudden enthusiasm: “What are you squatting here for?”
Jiang Mi smiled brightly at him: “Waiting for you.”
Qi Huaizhou’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Jiang Mi stood up and said, “You’re so busy every day, I’m afraid you’ll have hypoglycemia again… Hey, Third Uncle, you look so pale, are you feeling unwell?”
Qi Huaizhou had just taken medicine on the way here, and now the medicine was taking effect. His stomach was aching terribly, but Shen Ju Anqian had told him not to take stomach medicine because there was an ingredient in the stomach medicine that would neutralize the reagent he had prepared, so he had no choice but to endure it.
Seeing him holding his stomach and unable to stand straight, Jiang Mi hurriedly asked, “Does your stomach hurt? I have a hot water bottle, please hold it there, it will make you feel better.”
Before Qi Huaizhou could refuse, the bulging hot water bottle was stuffed into his mouth and placed directly against his stomach.
Jiang Mi’s hands were being warmed by the hot water bottle, so she reached into the back of his suit and gently stroked his back.
Qi Huaizhou’s back muscles tightened.
Damn, how can a girl’s hands be so warm?
He had no temperature at all, and it was obvious that he was really feeling unwell. Jiang Mi was puzzled and muttered to himself, “The book didn’t say that his health was this bad.”
Qi Huaizhou heard the second half of her words and sneered, “My health is poor? Are you hoping that I’ll die soon so you can inherit everything from the Qi family?”
Jiang Mi opened his mouth wide: “No, no, no, it’s a misunderstanding, misunderstanding, may Third Uncle live a long and healthy life.”
Qi Huaizhou walked forward with a sneer.
Jiang Mi followed: “I’ll take you back.”
Qi Huaizhou didn’t look back: “You came to see me, does your mother know?”
Jiang Mi said, “I must not know. Is Third Uncle going to betray me?”
Qi Huaizhou was stunned by this. What did he mean by betrayal? He spoke as if they were in the same boat.
“Don’t send me off.” Qi Huaizhou threw the hot water bottle back, “I’m afraid you’ll assassinate me.”
A “ouch” sound came from behind, and then the girl gritted her teeth and said, “Did I assassinate you with a hot water bottle? You wanted to hit me to death with the hot water bottle!”
“Hmph–” Qi Huaizhou suddenly felt that his stomach didn’t hurt as much anymore.
Jiang Mi picked up the hot water bottle angrily and saw the person in front of him suddenly stop and look back.
“Where did it hit?” he asked.
Jiang Mi, who hadn’t been hit at all, covered his head and said aggrievedly, “Head.”
Qi Huaizhou showed no intention of returning to inspect: “It’s okay, you’re stubborn.”
Jiang Mi’s eyes widened: “Why am I so stubborn?”
Qi Huaizhou pursed his lips and glanced at her: “Qi Zhuyan, that’s enough, put away your hypocritical tone.” The old man knew that she was not the real Qi Zhuyan, but she was still trying hard to act here. What else could she be but stubbornness?
“Why am I hypocritical…”
Before Jiang Mi could finish his words, he saw the person in front of him suddenly squat down.
Qi Huaizhou’s stomach had just been aching intermittently before, but at that moment, for some reason, he suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed him and was squeezing him to death. The pain drained all his strength away, his limbs went limp, and he was sweating all over. He couldn’t speak for a long time.
Jiang Mi rushed over to support him but his hand stopped in mid-air.
He broke out in a sweat, and the severe cramping pain slowly subsided. Qi Huaizhou still couldn’t stand up. He asked in a hushed voice with a pale face, “Were you acupunctured?”
Jiang Mi’s brows knitted tightly together as he explained seriously, “I wanted to help you, but I was afraid you’d accuse me of being hypocritical. If I don’t help you, you’ll say I’m hoping you’ll die soon. Third Uncle, this is really hard for me!”
Qi Huaizhou laughed out of the blue.
When did this guy start going the comedy route without anyone notifying him?
Jiang Mi waited until he finished laughing before asking, “So should I help you or not, Uncle San?”
Qi Huaizhou was convinced: “Yeah.”
Jiang Mi: “Well, should I help or not?”
Qi Huaizhou finally gathered some strength. He gritted his teeth and stood up shakily: “Help me if you want.”
Jiang Mi: “…”
“Oh, right.” Qi Huaizhou turned back, “Meng Huazi is coming to the old house to visit Dad tomorrow.”
Jiang Mi straightened his back immediately: “Do you want me to give her a warning?”
Qi Huaizhou smirked: “No, you step aside.”
Jiang Mi was a little surprised. Does this mean that he doesn’t want Meng Huazi to know that the fact that he has a girlfriend is fake?
Just avoid it, after all, she doesn’t want to go against Qi Huaizhou.
So the next day, Jiang Mi stayed in his room all day.
She went to Caotang Yanyu only after she was sure that Meng Huazi had left. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a cup being smashed out, and Qi Huaizhou didn’t even try to avoid the object that was smashed.
Jiang Mifeng rushed over and stood in front of Qi Huaizhou.
“Bang–“
The teacup and the tea fell on Jiang Mi.
Qi Huaizhou was obviously surprised.
“Yanyan!” Qi Zhenting’s face changed drastically.
Jiang Mi anxiously asked Qi Huaizhou: “Is Third Uncle okay?”
Qi Huaizhou was a little slow to react: “…No, nothing.”
It was obviously her who was hit.
Jiang Mi breathed a sigh of relief: “It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re not in good health, don’t get hurt again.”
Qi Huaizhou’s brows furrowed even deeper.
Aunt Zhang came over to check on Jiang Mi, and was relieved to find that she was not injured. She hurriedly wiped her clothes. Fortunately, the fabric of Jiang Mi’s down jacket today was waterproof, and Qi Zhenting had little strength due to his illness, so it didn’t hurt her when the teacup hit her.
“Grandpa, why are you so angry?” Jiang Mi turned around and held Qi Zhenting’s chest, saying, “Let’s talk it over. Don’t use violence.”
Qi Zhenting pointed at Qi Huaizhou and cursed, “How is Huazi unworthy of you? Why are you humiliating her like that?”
Um?
Meng Huazi?
Did that woman complain to Qi Zhenting?
Jiang Mi took the opportunity to advise: “Sister Huazi is a nice person, she is beautiful, she acts well, and she is a good match for Uncle San. Why doesn’t Uncle San listen to Grandpa?” After returning that day, Jiang Mi checked Meng Huazi’s information on the Internet. After all, she is an artist, and the information is very open and transparent.
Qi Huaizhou frowned.
“Why else?” Qi Zhenting’s chest heaved violently, “He’s fallen for another woman!”
Jiang Mi suddenly felt something was not right.
Qi Zhenting was furious: “Do you think that if you keep arguing with me, I won’t be able to find out who that woman is? I know her name is Mimi!”
Jiang Mi: “…”
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