May I Be Like a Star, You Like Dust

Others marry into wealthy families for love, but she married into one purely for money. The man she married didn't love her and kicked her out with nothing. Now, struggling to make ends meet, s...

Chapter 20 Report Form

In the morning, Jian Mujin was thrown on the ground, like a broken glass doll.

After being tossed and turned all night, her face was even paler and bloodless. The weather wasn't very good either; a slightly chilly wind made her feel like she was in Antarctica.

When Xiao Wang came out and saw her, she was lying on the ground and had started to have a high fever again.

She doesn't look as lively and energetic as she used to be.

This terrified Xiao Wang. Although she didn't know what Jian Mujin had gone through the night before, she felt that Jian Mujin was innocent and deserved to die. Feeling sorry for her, she took leave from work and took a taxi to the hospital with Jian Mujin.

When she realized she was in the hospital, Jian Mujin hummed twice, blaming Xiao Wang for spending money on her.

"Mujin, please don't say that. Life is the most important thing. Money can be earned back!"

Jian Mujin said weakly, "You should take me to a small clinic. It costs less there. When I get better, remember all the money you spent on me. I'll have Grandpa come back and pay it back for me!"

"Why bother talking about this? We can talk about money later. Although small clinics may cost less, they are not authoritative and cannot diagnose most diseases."

By the way, what did you do at Young Master Long's villa last night?

Jian Mujin, rubbing her eyes open, asked her, "I went to his place yesterday? How could I have gone to his place? I remember some people in our area sleepwalk in the middle of the night. Could I have developed sleepwalking disorder too?"

"I must be delirious with fever, Xiao Wang. Tie me up while I sleep. If I go to his place again and he beats me up again, I'll be dead!"

"You weren't sleepwalking!" Xiao Wang knew she had misunderstood and explained, "It was Qiu Yixia who took you away, saying that Young Master Long had something to discuss with you, but I remember Young Master Long hadn't returned yet at that time!"

Jian Mujin was completely dumbfounded. Someone was taking her to Long Tingwei's villa? How come she didn't know? She only remembered that she had been sleeping all day yesterday and dreaming that she was fighting with someone!

"Besides feeling dizzy, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Jian Mujin moved slightly, feeling weak and sore all over.

"I feel uncomfortable everywhere!" Jian Mujin stared blankly at a certain spot, her face pale.

What did that bitch Ling Yuexue do to her?

"I don't see any other injuries on you. If you're not feeling well, then you should rest more. I'll stay with you a little longer; there's still work to be done at the Long family's place, and I need to go back and finish it!"

Jian Mujin nodded. "I'm fine here, you don't need to spend time with me. I'll call my friend! Where's my phone?"

Xiao Wang gave her her old, worn-out cell phone, which seemed to be unusable except for sending text messages and making calls!

"Uh, I'm out of phone credit. Could you top it up for me?"

Jian Mujin felt she had never been so unlucky. She originally thought that if she got married to Long Tingwei, at least she wouldn't have to earn money herself and wouldn't have to live such a tiring life. But she didn't expect that her life would be even worse than before.

Her biggest regret was agreeing to Old Master Long's request.

She made up her mind. Once he came back, she would divorce Tingwei. With the old man around, at least he could help her vent her anger and settle the matter. Most importantly, he could give her some compensation. With money in hand, things would be much easier!

Xiao Wang topped up her account with 100 yuan, and Jian Mujin quickly made a call to Xi Xi Ha Ha Ci Er. Several women rushed over.

With Jian Mujin's friend taking care of him, Xiao Wang was able to leave with peace of mind.

After last night, Long Tingwei felt psychologically as if he suddenly possessed the whole world.

He didn't go to the company today; he stayed home with Ling Yuexue.

He couldn't help but recall the feeling from yesterday; um, he longed to have her again.

But something felt off. Maybe it was because he hadn't been drinking, but he didn't feel the same urge to torment someone as he had yesterday.

Ling Yuexue felt his movements slowly stiffen, as if he had lost interest, and she calmly pushed his hand away.

"I'm so tired, just let me lean on your chest!"

Long Tingwei nodded, and seeing that she looked unwell, he poured her a glass of water.

"Tingwei, when can we get married?"

Speaking of marriage, Long Tingwei had promised Ling Yuexue that since he was already with Xue'er, marriage was only a matter of time, and he would try to get it as soon as possible.

However, he still needs to sign a divorce agreement with Jian Mujin before that.

"I'll have someone take the divorce papers to that woman to sign, and once she's signed them, we'll go get the marriage certificate."

The wedding shouldn't be rushed. I hope Grandpa can come back for our wedding. What do you think?

Although she knew that with the people she had sent out, the old man was unlikely to return, she had to pretend she didn't know anything and nod happily so that Tingwei wouldn't notice anything.

Xiao Wang didn't know why Long Tingwei had sent people over. Fearing that Jian Mujin would get hurt again, he secretly called her and told her to find a place to hide so that no one would find her.

Jian Mujin had already moved out of that hospital, bought some medicine for colds and fevers at a small clinic, and then hid in an underground warehouse.

Her loud, grating laughter made it impossible for her to live in a safe place; Long Tingwei could easily find her by sending someone to investigate.

This abandoned underground warehouse looks quite safe; most people wouldn't come here.

She'll be staying here for now. Her best friend has taken care of all her food and drink needs: a makeshift bed on the floor, a bucket of water, a kettle, and a whole bunch of snacks and instant noodles—enough to last her for more than half a month.

She figured the old man would be back soon. There would definitely be a news report about it on TV, and her friend would notify her. Then she could quietly return to the Long family mansion. Once she was divorced from Long Tingwei, he shouldn't bother her anymore, right?

Half a month passed, and Long Tingwei still couldn't find Jian Mujin. He was so angry that he cursed the bodyguards as useless, saying that they couldn't find her even though they knew where her friend lived.

At the same time, Long Tingwei also suspected that the old man had someone take care of her before he passed away.

That's unlikely. The old man trusts Uncle Ming the most. Who else can he trust? Could it be that the woman wasn't with her friend but was out fooling around?

The thought of this possibility suddenly made Long Tingwei feel a surge of irritation.

He assumed it was because he disliked Jian Mujin too much, so he declared, "Keep searching!"

Even if this kind of woman wants to fool around outside, she shouldn't be known as Mrs. Long. After the divorce, he won't care where she wants to fool around!

"Tingwei! Come here quickly, I have some good news to tell you!"

Ling Yuexue suddenly returned from outside, holding a test report in her hand.

Long Tingwei took it with suspicion, and was immediately overjoyed.

"You have my child?" He grinned, his usual cold and aloof domineering CEO demeanor completely gone.

Instead, it has a warm, neighborly older brother feel to it.