Chapter 447 Gift to Her

Inside the ward, through the thick glass window, one could see Sheng Huaian lying quietly on the hospital bed.

He was connected to a variety of complex medical equipment, and deathly silence enveloped every corner.

He still had seven days of observation period. Jiang Zhiyue was worried about leaving his safety to outsiders, so she stayed in the next room and monitored everything on the other side through the bright window 24 hours a day.

The three grown men all wanted to keep watch with Jiang Zhiyue, but Qin Si finally made the final decision: "This incident started because of me, so I will take care of it."

The implication is that Chu Junyue and Gu Zhaoye don't need to stay here as "light bulbs".

Gu Zhaoye sneered, "Take your turns, no one can take advantage."

Chu Junyue nodded in agreement and defeated Qin Si 2 to 1.

This almost provocative stance would naturally anger Qin Si, and his cold eyes could penetrate Gu Zhaoye.

Gu Zhaoye crossed his arms and became even angrier, "Do you want to beat me up? Go ahead and make a scene in the hospital. If you anger Zhiyue, the three of us will get out together."

Before the three of them could form a united front, a figure appeared in the corridor and came out of the elevator. None of the bodyguards on either side dared to stop him.

Men are like the sunshine after the rain, warm and healing.

His smile was so gentle, yet not appearing weak. Xiao Jingrun's aura was just right, with both the oppression of a superior and the affinity of a superior.

He had been accustomed to facing all kinds of situations since he was a child, but when he saw Jiang Zhiyue standing in front of the window with a sad face, the smile on Xiao Jingrun's face froze. At this time, he should not have any smile on his face. Even if he did smile, it should be a polite smile at the corners of his lips.

After staying in the circle of power and wealth for a long time, whenever Xiao Jingrun got out of the car, everyone would welcome his arrival and wait for his arrival for a long time. Xiao Jingrun got used to smiling, so much so that he suddenly realized what sadness was, and he had actually forgotten what it felt like a long time ago.

There shouldn't be that kind of sadness anymore... When the kidnapping happened and my father's voice sounded coldly on the phone, what was worse than giving up directly was that my father pretended he had never answered the call from beginning to end.

The kidnappers all laughed at him, saying that this prince was worthless and it would be more cost-effective to capture the heirs of other families. But how could those poor kidnappers understand that they were able to succeed only because someone secretly leaked his whereabouts, and there were also people who took advantage of the situation and hoped that he would disappear without a trace.

The moment he was abandoned like a pawn, Xiao Jingrun was overwhelmed by sadness, which was the emotion he hated the most, but he was unable to resolve that despair.

Xiao Jingrun was used to putting on a standard template smile on his face and did not allow himself to reveal any emotions. He would never have to experience anything related to sadness again.

He paid attention to Jiang Zhiyue for various reasons. He saw another side of himself in Jiang Zhiyue. It was like he was hiding his true self. He had to say he liked things he didn't like and did things he didn't want to do. He had to do better and be more outstanding than others to reflect his value.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhiyue was no longer a calm pool of stagnant water. She had a lot of concerns, not only about Sheng Huaian in the ward, but also about the three big men with unfriendly atmosphere behind her.

Their shadows entangled with hers on the ground were like a giant beast from the abyss devouring her, and the shadows gradually covered her in an attempt to shroud her. When it heard any noise, the "beast" would immediately turn its head, showing a hostile attitude and staring at the newcomers with murderous intent.

It was Gu Zhaoye who spoke, and his tone was quite unfriendly: "Why are you here?"

"It was too crowded yesterday for me to come. I heard Huai'an is out of danger, so it's reasonable for me to come and visit him." Xiao Jingrun said politely, looking at Qin Si beside him, "By the way, I'd like to send belated congratulations to our Patriarch Qin. Congratulations on becoming the youngest Patriarch."

Qin Si is too young, only in his early twenties. He is a violent machine trained by the Qin family, and eventually this machine turns against his father Qin who trained him.

At the critical moment, he turned around and stabbed Qin's father with the knife, and the knife pierced Qin's father's shoulder. If it weren't for Mrs. Qin's heart-wrenching scream, perhaps everything would be irreversible.

If the blade moved two inches higher, he would have cut Qin's father's neck.

How dare the Qin family disobey? Qin's father became the loser in the trial field. They were no match for Qin Si. From the moment the Qin family chose to cultivate Qin Si, the ending was already written.

"You came at the right time." Qin Si said indifferently.

Xiao Jingrun restrained the curve of his lips, "Are you okay?" He looked at Jiang Zhiyue with concern.

"President." Jiang Zhiyue raised her head. They were all tall. From a visual perspective, each of them was like a small mountain looming over her, and each look they cast at her was filled with an indescribable gentleness.

"With you praying for Huai'an outside, his future will definitely be better." Xiao Jingrun smiled as gentle as a spring breeze, tender to the core.

After Xiao Jingrun appeared on the stage, he had a gentle aura about him, which seemed to instantly block out the light of the three people behind him. His position was extremely clever, and he seemed to be standing next to Jiang Zhiyue, but in fact he blocked all the movement behind him.

Jiang Zhiyue blinked, and Xiao Jingrun handed a letter to her. It looked like an exquisite paper crane, woven from the petals of the orchid, the national flower of Brandenburg, and each petal had been carefully cut.

This kind of mandarin duck is a blessing object in the summer at Xilin Temple. Every midsummer, the bamboo forest near Xilin Temple will be hung with such mandarin ducks, fluttering in the wind, carrying people's blessings.

This brought Jiang Zhiyue back to last winter.

Snow was flying all over the sky, and the red paper fell on her hand.

She saw Xiao Jingrun's wish.

【May everyone in the world enjoy more fairness. 】

His wish coincided with her pursuit, but she did it for herself and for Jiang Wanrou.

He seemed to have evoked some sound that lingered in her ears again. The letter was flying in the man's hand, and Xiao Jingrun smiled and put it in her palm.

"I pray for you and Huai'an." His tone was calm, without any other meaning. I went to a temple last month and saw many young people praying for marriage in winter and love in summer.

He stood in the distance, staring at her for a long time, then walked over, silently repeated the name of the person he was praying for three times in his mind, then reached out and took down a mandarin duck letter and prayed for her safety.

However, Xiao Jingrun did not plan to give it to the girl. This was a sudden idea on his part. If he rashly gave Jiang Zhiyue anything, she would be like a little hedgehog with its fur standing on end, alert and defensive.

After hearing the news about Sheng Huaian, something still drove him to give her his deepest desire.