Chapter 183 Liang Yizhi: "It's too high again, lower it for me."

Seeing Liang Yizhi standing at the door, he did not take another step forward.

Xue Qin glanced inside and deliberately asked in a normal voice, "Boss, shall we go in?"

The two people in the treatment room looked at him at the same time.

Liang Yanchuan quickly buttoned up his shirt, stood up, and called out, "Second Uncle."

Liang Yizhi then strolled inside and asked, "Are you alright?"

Liang Yanchuan took the coat Ji Ying handed him. "Auntie, how heavy can you hit? It's alright."

Liang Yizhi remained noncommittal. "Then I've come at the wrong time?"

Liang Yanchuan was stunned.

Ji Ying ignored him, straightened Liang Yanchuan's shirt, and pulled him outside.

"Go to the office or go home to rest?"

"Let's go to the company, it's too late to go back now..."

Ji Ying laughed at his words, "Because of me, you have the courage to face Xie Lingfang directly, so why are you afraid when you're alone?"

Liang Yanchuan gave a bitter smile and said in a low voice, "Father said we should respect her."

Ji Ying escorted him to the car. "Although there's no broken skin, you need to change the dressing. Do you know where to get it changed?"

Liang Yanchuan nodded and went to Tianhe Yunjing to find his mother.

Ji Ying turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist and whispered, "I know what you're trying to investigate by moving into the Liang family home, but it shouldn't be Mrs. Liang."

Ji Ying raised an eyebrow.

Liang Yanchuan said, "I've been keeping an eye on her people."

"Go back to the company and apologize to your father first."

After Ji Ying finished speaking, she withdrew her hand.

After his car drove away, Ji Ying turned around and looked at the man standing in the front corridor of the outpatient department.

Liang Yizhi's expression was not good.

Ji Ying approached and sniffed him.

Liang Yizhi frowned. "What?"

Ji Ying rested her chin on his arm and said, "I can smell vinegar."

Liang Yizhi almost lost his composure, tucking her under his arm and taking her to his car.

As soon as the car door closed, Liang Yizhi pressed her down onto his lap, his eyes deep and intense.

Where is even a trace of her previous confident and composed demeanor?

"The smell of vinegar?" he repeated softly, gently lifting her chin with his fingertips. "Miss Ji has a very keen sense of smell. What else did you smell, hmm?"

A burning light shone in the man's eyes, and Ji Ying knew something was wrong. A million excuses flashed through her mind.

However, before she could find the most suitable one, a kiss with a punitive undertone landed on her, completely silencing all her excuses.

When the kiss ended, Liang Yizhi released her, his breath slightly warm, and casually took off his coat.

He was about to take off his shirt when Ji Ying grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?"

"Compare the looks of mine, or his."

Ji Ying laughed at his words and put his coat back on.

"Aren't you childish?"

Liang Yizhi grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "It's too high again. Lower it for me."

Ji Ying was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered his medical report. Her gaze subconsciously swept down to it, and her suspicions were immediately confirmed. Her cheeks flushed red.

Just as he pressed her hand down, "Knock knock knock!" Xue Qin knocked on the car window.

Ji Ying, like a startled little bird, shook off his hand, climbed off his lap, and sat by the car door, keeping a considerable distance between herself and him.

Liang Yizhi sighed, straightened his clothes, and rolled down the car window.

"You'd better have something important to do."

Startled by his cold voice, Xue Qin quickly replied, "I just saw Chairman Liang's wife being brought to the hospital by ambulance; her hand was bandaged."

Ji Ying thought to herself: Oh no, my hands got wet from a pot of cold tea, and now they're going to try to extort money from me.

Liang Yizhi said with a disdainful look, "Ignore her, drive."

...

Mrs. Liang quickly checked into the hospital and then wrapped her hand up like a rice dumpling, as if she were about to have it amputated.

Then she notified Liang Weiyue's assistant and asked the doctor to prescribe a large bottle of glucose. She lay in bed, receiving an IV drip, while waiting for her husband to arrive at the hospital to seek "justice" for her.

She had planned everything perfectly, but before her blood sugar spiked, Liang Weiyue hadn't even shown up.

Liang Weiyue only sent his assistant to deliver the message.

"Chairman Liang already knows about what happened this afternoon. He has already given the Third Young Master a severe scolding. Madam, please go home after your IV drip is finished."

"Anything else?" Xie Lingfang asked.

The assistant looked completely bewildered.

"What about Ji Ying?" Xie Lingfang reminded her.

An awkward expression crossed the assistant's face. "Chairman Liang said that if you don't ask Miss Ji, then so be it. But if you do ask, he asked me to pass on a message that Miss Ji and Miss Shen are both guests of the Liang family. He asked you to be mindful of the Liang family's reputation when you act, so as not to make a fool of yourself in front of outsiders."

Xie Lingfang, "..."

Does that mean Ji Ying has nothing to do with this?

Xie Lingfang felt a surge of anger rising in her chest and ran to her son's hospital room to tattle on him.

Liang Jian has been hospitalized for the past two days and is already feeling restless and irritable.

Hearing her tearful account, especially hearing that she had even resorted to the family's rules of discipline, he frowned deeply. "Are you really afraid that the Liang family's rules won't scare her away?"

Xie Lingfang's endless complaints caught in her throat.

"Son, I am your mother! I am the only person in this world who truly cares about you!"

“I know, but Ji Ying is the person I like. Why can’t you try to accept him? Father’s attitude in this matter is a hint that you should stop and stop making a mountain out of a molehill. If you continue like this, it will only annoy Father.”

Xie Lingfang suddenly fell silent as if she had been awakened.

Her husband thinks she's meddling, and her son blames her for being impulsive, but who is the root of all this?

If it weren't for Ji Ying's sharp tongue and constant provocation, she wouldn't be in this situation.

She would not give up until she got her revenge!

...

The next evening, Ji Ying went to the hospital to see Liang Jian.

Liang Jian pretended not to know anything about yesterday's events and didn't mention a word about them.

She peeled an apple for him and then prepared to leave.

Liang Jian suddenly grabbed her hand, startling Ji Ying.

Liang Jian looked at her with a deep gaze, "I haven't bothered you these past two days, are you feeling better?"

Ji Ying tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

"I have to go back to the company to work overtime. You should rest well," she said.

Liang Jian frowned. "Do you think we look like an engaged couple?"

Ji Ying didn't avoid his gaze, but sat down on the edge of the bed and looked directly at him, asking in return, "Do you think we look alike?"

Liang Jian thought for a few seconds, "We... should be similar."

Ji Ying smiled, "If you have any doubts, then there must be something wrong."

Liang Jian pondered for a few seconds, his breathing suddenly becoming rapid, and he even uncontrollably pounded his head.

Before Ji Ying could rub her wrist, which he had gripped so tightly, she rushed to press his hand down.

"Wait until you feel better before you think about it."

Liang Jian calmed down, his bloodshot eyes still fixed on her. "I like you, truly."

Ji Ying's brow twitched, and after a few seconds of hesitation, she said, "I didn't lie to you either."

After saying that, she left his hospital room.

However, they were stopped as soon as they reached the gate.

The person who stopped her was the butler of the Liang family. He was respectful but not accommodating, and insisted on taking her to a nearby teahouse.

Ji Ying looked at him, "How did you know I was here?"

The housekeeper glanced subconsciously toward the hospital building, then lowered his head and avoided answering.

Ji Yingxin understood immediately; it must have been Liang Jian who said it.

Her eyes were slightly cold as she silently left the hospital with the housekeeper.

In an elegant private tea room, Xie Lingfang was gracefully sipping her tea.

Beside her sat a man who looked to be about fifty years old, with thinning hair and a large belly.

Upon seeing Ji Ying enter, his cloudy eyes instantly lit up, and his undisguised scrutiny was physically uncomfortable.

Xie Lingfang put down her teacup, a scathing smile curving her red lips, and said directly to the man, "Mr. Tian, ​​this is the woman I mentioned to you, the one who was just kicked out of the wealthy family. Look at her looks, not bad, right?"