Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

For him, such a huge power system does not seem to arouse the slightest interest.

Fu Yi pursed his lips sadly as he listened to the recording.

I don't know where that person is now.

Good or bad.

...

Inside the hotel.

The servant told him lowly: "Since she came back, she has been sitting on the sofa in a daze."

"I didn't change my clothes. I told her several times, but she didn't hear it either."

"She is not in good health. Is there really no problem with this?"

Ji Liangcheng leaned at the door, staring at the man in the door, and sighed helplessly: "Go and rest."

"Oh, there should be." The servant lowered his voice, facing Ji Liangcheng, and said softly: "Miss Wen...she's here today."

"...What?" Ji Liangcheng frowned vigorously.

Wen Jingran?

What is she doing here?

Ji Liangcheng stared at the people in the house with a complicated expression: "She didn't say anything, did she?"

"No, I just took a look and left." The maid was very curious: "It stands to reason that Miss Wen and her should have...insoluble hatred."

However, it seems that it is a little bit lighter.

"She also saw Miss Wen, but neither of them said anything."

Ji Liangcheng closed the door gently: "I see, you take care of her."

"Yes, I understand."

...

The rain seems to be very heavy tonight.

When Ji Liangcheng came over, his clothes were already wet by the rain. He randomly found a dry towel in the hallway, wiped his wet hair, changed his shoes, and walked in slowly.

In the bedroom, only one light was on.

Ji Liangcheng picked up a coat draped on the bed, walked over, and covered her body: "Don't catch a cold, it's so late, go to rest early."

"Don't ask me, why would you pass?" Wen Jingran's eyes were cold, staring at the raindrops outside, the corners of her lips curled up in disdain, and said: "I bought the plane ticket and will go back tomorrow."

Ji Liangcheng pursed his lower lip; "Don't worry, I have already hired an expert for your father's condition."

"Don't think too much."

"How much?" Wen Jingran's voice still didn't have any ups and downs, and there was a trace of depression in the calm: "Or, if you write it down, I will pay you back. But if you need to pay in installments, I can't pay that much at once ."

Ji Liangcheng smiled helplessly.

In fact, he wants to say that it doesn't matter how much money is.

He is willing to pay her back.

But that's not enough.

This woman has become...too quiet now.

Ji Liangcheng took out a bill from his pocket and handed it to her hand: "It's all here, it doesn't matter, you can pay it back slowly."

Wen Jingran took a look, folded the bill neatly, and put it in his pocket: "Is she okay?"

"Fortunately, it's not good." Ji Liangcheng said halfway, then retracted and told her the truth; "You should know what the doctor said. If it wasn't because of the child, she probably wouldn't Will last so long."

"……none of my business."

Wen Jingran responded coldly, put his coat aside, opened the quilt, went to bed, and went to bed.

Ji Liangcheng's eyes fell deeply on her face, closed the window, and turned off the light when he went out; "Good night."

"..."

Wen Jingran slowly opened his eyes.

Ji Liangcheng...I'm sorry.