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    Chapter 224 Mobile Phone

    Ji Qing stayed here with Zhou Fucheng for the next few days, looking at the mountains and river valleys here.

    At 8 o’clock in the morning, Zhou Fucheng went to check on the people around him as a habit, but found that Ji Qing was missing.

    He frowned and got up, then found a pair of pants and put them on, and finally found Ji Qing in the outdoor swimming pool.

    The swimming pool was very big. Ji Qing swam for a while before he reached he. He stretched out his hand to pull Ji Qing up. The two of them walked to the small terrace facing the sun and sat down together.

    Ji Qing didn’t blow dry her hair and only wore a white nightgown. Zhou Fucheng handed her a cup of coffee and then sat on the sofa.

    “Are? you? going? back?”

    (Are you going back?)

    Zhou Fucheng looked into the distance and asked. Ji Qing smiled and nodded. After escaping for so many days, it was time to go back.

    Losing her child was a foregone conclusion, but Zhang Jizong’s matter had not been settled yet, and she could not let Ji Tingqin face it alone.

    Zhou Fucheng smiled and said nothing in the end. Instead, he called his assistant to book two return tickets.

    After drinking most of the coffee in his hand, Ji Qing stood up and walked to Zhou Fucheng. Zhou Fucheng also stood up and put his hands in his pockets to look at her.

    Taking another step closer, Ji Qing reached out and hugged him, her small body leaning in his arms, Zhou Fucheng couldn’t help but caress her back and chuckle.

    “What? happened?”

    (What’s wrong?)

    Ji Qing shook her head. She originally wanted to say goodbye to him again, but she didn’t expect this hug to move her more. Listening to his heartbeat, she felt very relaxed.

    The two hugged each other for a long time, and finally Ji Qing raised his head and placed a shallow kiss on He’s lips.

    Zhou Fucheng was stunned this time. He might not know the meaning of the hug, but he, who grew up abroad, knew the kiss very well.

    – This is a farewell kiss.

    A long silence.

    After a while, he brushed her hair and spoke in a low and gentle tone.

    “Sweetie. Tell ? me. ? You’ll ? be ? happy, ? dayght?”

    (Sweetheart, tell me, you will be happy, right?)

    Ji Qing leaned against He’s chest again and spoke softly after a long time.

    “Yes.”

    The next afternoon, the two boarded the return plane.

    It was nearly a 24-hour flight, and Ji Qing was already a little tired when she arrived. Zhou Fucheng followed her instructions and drove her back to Ji’s house, and then turned around and returned to the hotel.

    Ji Qing pulled a small suitcase and opened the door of Ji’s house. She hadn’t been back here for a long time.

    It was three o’clock in the morning, and the main building was very quiet. She opened the door and put down the suitcase without turning on the light.

    The room was very clean, with only a faint moonlight coming in. It was exactly the same as when she left. She opened the curtains and sat on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window. She breathed a long sigh of relief and leaned on it.

    The next morning, Ji Tingqin and Jiang Dongxian returned home after a long talk all night. Meng Jianfang could not enter the main building without He’s instructions. He took off his coat and straightened his cuffs. He was about to sit at the dining table and let people serve breakfast when he saw a person slowly walking up the stairs.

    Ji Tingqin was stunned at first, because no one had been in this building for a long time, especially this little man in white pajamas. He had almost forgotten that this was the home he and she shared.

    Then he was worried because Zhang Jizong’s matter had not been completely resolved, and Ji Qing staying abroad would make him more at ease.

    But no matter what, he is happy with her return.

    The two had breakfast together. Ji Tingqin needed a rest after staying up all night, so he took a bath, changed into his nightgown, and held Ji Qing in his arms.

    The black nightgown was silky and the bed was soft. Ji Qing looked up at Ji Tingqin with a calm voice.

    “Brother, how’s the matter?”

    Ji Tingqin thought for a while and told her everything. Ji Qing didn’t say anything after listening.

    She knows that Zhang Jizong will not openly come to trouble her in the future.

    Ji Tingqin naturally knew this, and Chen Lihua came forward to give the Chen family face whether Zhang Jizong wanted to or not, so he was not worried about Ji Qing’s safety. As long as he took protective measures, Ji Qing would be safe.

    What he is really worried about is why the Chen family came to help him. The reason is either he or Jiang Dongxian. If it is really a marriage, can Ji Qing accept it? She is only a child, can she understand the whole reason?

    Ji Tingqin closed his eyes and thought worriedly, but he didn’t expect that Ji Qing in his arms had already thought clearly.

    ——Even if Zhang Jizong asks her to kneel this time, she will kneel.

    After a while, Ji Qing felt Ji Tingqin’s heartbeat calm down. When he looked up, he saw that Ji Tingqin had fallen asleep.

    Ji Qing gently broke away from he’s hand, put him down again, lay flat on his back and covered him with the quilt.

    She held up her upper body and stared at he, and slowly touched the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes with her fingers.

    ——Brother must be very tired, right?

    Brother, it’s really a strange and familiar title. When she calls her brother, she always thinks that Ji Tingqin is only 30 years old. He is so young and tall. Now when he suddenly looks back, he finds that Ji Tingqin is already in his forties.

    My brother is really old. Ji Qing couldn’t help but smile softly.

    Thinking of her, he lifted the quilt and lay next to Ji Tingqin. At this time, Zhang Jizong also opened the door of the study room at home.

    The door to the study room is opposite the living room. He pulled off his tie and threw it aside. Suddenly he felt a stiffness under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw a crumpled paper ball filled with dust.

    He couldn’t help but frown. Although he had ordered not to enter the study to clean casually, this was too negligent.

    Forget it, it’s not important.

    Thinking about it, he walked to the chair and sat down heavily. During the two months of probation, he had knocked down a few times. Someone else quietly brought him in. The amount was too small and it was not enough.

    After he came out, he was called over one by one by Sun Hefeng and Chen Lihua to talk, and they even had no medicine, so he was already in extreme pain.

    He took out a small white plastic bag from the inner pocket of his suit, took out a bottle of wine and a wine glass, and poured about 4 grams into it. Zhang Jizong picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. After a while, he was in a state of ecstasy.

    After he regained his energy, he took out everything from his suit pocket, including several cards and a mobile phone. They were all taken away and locked before being detained for inspection, and he only got them back now.

    The cards are all his, and the mobile phone belongs to Ji Qing.

    he Press the power button to open the screen, which is locked.

    So he made a call and turned on the computer, and soon someone remotely operated to unlock his phone.

    He browsed through them one by one while smoking, from address book to photo album, not letting go of any one.

    The white smoke slowly rose, and the moment he opened the photo album, he suddenly stopped.

    There are two people in the first photo of the album. The pretty woman lifts her head and kisses the man’s cheek. The man lowers his eyes and smiles tenderly.

    Zhang Jizong was stunned at first, then slowly laughed, and finally coughed out of laughter.

    That’s it, that’s it.

    Ji Qing, I really underestimate you.

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