Chapter 128 Bringing a Man Home

He Pan thought he was going to die, but he didn't. Not only did he not die, his injuries recovered very quickly, and he was able to be discharged from the hospital in four or five days.

This is not normal!

He had previously suffered a gunshot wound to his leg while abroad, and it took him two months to recover.

This time, he was certain that a bullet had pierced his chest. Even if it hadn't gone through his heart, it had at least grazed it. He was lucky to survive; how could he be fine in just a few days?

Even more strangely, he was in excellent condition; apart from a faint pain, he felt almost no discomfort.

He Pan recalled the situation at the time, but couldn't remember what happened. The only unusual thing was what Molly said: she said he wouldn't die.

She was right.

He wanted to ask what had happened, but he didn't dare; everything was shrouded in mystery. He was afraid that if he pressed the issue, he might uncover some terrible secret and end up losing his life.

That's what the books say: people who know too many secrets die quickly.

But he was so curious, it was driving him crazy, so he decided to call his brother and see what he thought.

He Pan first called the Ji family, but Ji Hefeng was working overtime, so he called Ji Hefeng's office instead.

“Fengzi, your wife, that is, your sister-in-law—” He Pan carefully chose his words.

"Hmm?" Ji Hefeng said casually, holding a microphone in one hand and writing something with a pen in the other.

"Is my sister-in-law even human?" He Pan blurted out.

Ji Hefeng: "......."

His pen paused for a moment, then quickly resumed writing.

"I'm not saying my sister-in-law is a ghost, it's just that she might have some kind of mysterious ability, like being able to bring people back to life." He Pan felt that what he said was a bit outrageous, but there was nothing he could do, since what happened to him was even more outrageous.

“She’s a living person. Even if she’s a bit powerful, she’s still just an ordinary person. You can have a doctor examine your brain. Since you’re at the hospital, it’s convenient,” Ji Hefeng said seriously.

He Pan: "........I was injured in the chest, not the head."

Ji Hefeng said "Oh," and added, "I thought you had a head injury, otherwise why would you be talking nonsense so late at night? I'm heading south tomorrow, see you then."

"What? You're coming over?" He Pan was shocked.

Ji Hefeng: "So I'm working overtime these past few days to get the work done. If you don't have anything important to say, I'm hanging up now."

He Pan immediately objected, "My business is also a serious matter."

Ji Hefeng: "Then I can only give you one piece of advice: stop thinking about unnecessary things. That's all for now, bye."

The receiver went dead. He Pan looked up at the hospital's white ceiling. He had a feeling that Ji Hefeng knew something, but he couldn't tell him.

What he can't even tell me must be something very unusual.

He Pan wasn't angry; on the contrary, he felt that Ji Hefeng's reaction confirmed his guess—Molly was no ordinary person.

He Pan didn't intend to investigate further. He just wanted to know that Ji Hefeng and his wife wouldn't harm him. On the contrary, the couple had saved him several times and owed him a life-saving favor.

Not only should he not delve into that secret, but he should also help cover it up.

After figuring it out, He Pan stopped dwelling on it and started thinking about other things, such as whether he should give Molly a gift to show his appreciation since she had saved him again.

Molly was also unwrapping her gift. Uncle Geng's gift was a complete set of ruby ​​jewelry, including a ruby ​​necklace, ruby ​​earrings, a ruby ​​brooch, and a ruby ​​ring. The rich red shimmered under the light, and Molly fell in love with it at first sight.

Uncle Song came to visit today and brought her a gift, also jewelry: a pearl set including a necklace, earrings, a brooch, and a ring; and a set of beautiful, bright green jadeite. This jadeite jewelry set included two bracelets, two necklaces, earrings, a hairpin, and a pendant depicting a plump Maitreya Buddha.

Molly didn't know the price of Uncle Song's two sets of jewelry. Uncle Geng told her, "Glassy green jade is extremely rare, and your uncle's company doesn't have many sets. Although the pearls aren't expensive, pearls of this quality are considered prized possessions in jewelry stores. If your aunt finds out, she'll probably cause a scene with your uncle."

Molly was surprised, "Why would my uncle give away something so valuable!"

"It's probably a case of loving the house because of the dog." Uncle Geng thought it was normal. "When your mother got married, most of the Song family's precious jewelry was given to your mother as dowry. Your eldest uncle didn't have any objections at the time, which shows how good he is to this sister. Don't feel guilty, just accept it. Your eldest uncle's children are a bit of a handful, so you and Xiaofeng might have to take care of them in the future."

Molly seemed to be deep in thought.

When Uncle Song got home, his face looked very grim.

His wife and four children kept their heads down, not daring to approach.

“I am very disappointed in you,” said Uncle Song.

His wife dismissed it, saying, "He's just a junior, it's not that serious."

Uncle Song sneered, "Since you put it that way, then fine, from now on, no younger member of the He family is allowed to set foot in the Rong family."

"How dare you! That's my family home! How could you treat my family like this!"

“Those are your family members, not mine. He Yuan, if you do this, don’t blame me for doing it in return. Over the years, your He family has been sucking the blood of my Song family. I’m letting it slide because you’ve given me children. But from now on, if your He family wants to continue to cling to my Song family, no way!” Uncle Song’s tone left no room for negotiation.

"Song Mingzhen, you bastard!" He Yuan was so angry that her face was contorted. How could the He family survive without relying on the Song family?

“If you’re not happy about it, we can get a divorce.” After saying that, Uncle Song looked at the four children. “I’m divorcing your mother. You can go with your mother. I won’t stop you. If this happens again, you can all get out of here.”

After Uncle Song finished speaking, he turned to the steward and instructed, "No more He family members are allowed to come to the house."

After Uncle Song finished speaking, he went out again.

Splash—

He Yuan was so angry that she smashed things.

The four children looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Dad is very angry."

"They even brought up divorce; they must be really angry."

"Dad doesn't even want us anymore."

"Dad was just trying to scare us."

"It's possible that Dad has another woman outside and even has an illegitimate child, so he's taking this opportunity to drive us away so he can bring his mistress and her child into the house."

“That’s quite possible. Let’s check it out quickly, ask the driver and bodyguard where Dad has been all this time.”

Molly doesn't really want to buy a building, nor is she planning to buy one now; she doesn't have the money right now. She just wants to take a look, and if she likes it, she'll ask Uncle Geng to help her buy it when she receives her next dividend.

With so many children in the family, Molly is paying more attention to buying a house. If they can buy a house, that would be the best outcome.

Uncle Geng wanted Molly's family to be his neighbors, but there were no new housing developments nearby, and he couldn't find a suitable secondhand apartment either.

After looking around all day, Molly found some houses she liked, but Uncle Geng wasn't very satisfied. He complained that the location wasn't good enough or that the houses weren't big enough.

“If we can’t buy a suitable house for the time being, I’ll buy you a few shops first, rent them out, and collect rent every month. That’ll make a lot of money in a year,” Uncle Geng said.

"Then when the dividends come in, you can help us buy one. Even close brothers should keep clear accounts; you can't put your own money into it." Molly felt that having a shop instead of a house was not bad.

Uncle Geng agreed, but in his heart he was thinking that Molly wouldn't know whether he paid out of pocket or not, so he would just pay out of pocket and not tell Molly.

While He Pan was hospitalized, Molly wandered around Hong Kong, eating delicious food, having fun activities, and even going to see a movie.

When Molly returned to Uncle Geng's house that day, she was met by Ji Hefeng, who was soaking wet.

Molly: "......."

Ji Hefeng wanted to hug her, but then he remembered that his clothes were still wet, so he restrained himself.

"Are you stupid?" he asked.

"You swam here?" Molly couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Yeah, I swam over. I'm fast, so I wasn't noticed." Ji Hefeng's tone carried a hint of boasting.

"You're getting cocky now?" Molly said helplessly. "Getting caught smuggling yourself now has serious consequences. You'd better avoid doing things like this."

“Okay, next time I’ll come openly. This time, I swam over secretly to see you, so I was faster. Uncle Geng lives here, right?” Ji Hefeng turned to look at the door number.

"This is the place. Come in and take a shower first. I'll ask the housekeeper to get you a change of clothes."

The butler was stunned when he saw the wet Ji Hefeng. He wanted to ask who this was, but he remembered what the boss had said and assumed that Molly was another master of the house.

He couldn't bring it up unless Molly mentioned it.

Molly took Ji Hefeng to her room, which had a private bathroom. Ji Hefeng went to take a shower, and Molly went downstairs to find the housekeeper, asking him to find Ji Hefeng a set of clothes.

Butler: "We only have the boss's clothes at home. But the boss isn't as tall as that gentleman from before. Would a T-shirt and beach shorts be okay? These are a bit loose; that gentleman should be able to wear them. As for underwear, we have some that the boss hasn't worn yet. I'll bring two pairs over."

Molly nodded. "Okay."

Let Ji Hefeng make do with these for now, and we'll take him to buy a few more suitable outfits tomorrow.

After Molly took the clothes upstairs, the housekeeper hurriedly called Uncle Geng, only to find that Uncle Geng was with Uncle Song.

Uncle Geng and Uncle Song had no business dealings. Uncle Song heard yesterday that Molly was going to buy a house and wanted to help out, so he came to visit today.

"Boss, a strange man has come to the house. Miss Molly took him into her room," the butler said.

Uncle Geng was taken aback. "A man? What kind of man?"

"He's very tall, about 1.9 meters, looks like he's in his early twenties, and is very handsome." The butler didn't know how to describe him. The man was wet, but he didn't look disheveled. Instead, he had an air of nobility about him.

Uncle Geng hung up the phone and looked at Uncle Song, "Your nephew's wife brought a man back and took him to her room."

Uncle Song: "..."

Uncle Geng was puzzled. "Molly doesn't seem like the kind of person who lacks discretion."

Uncle Song: "You've only known her for a few days?"

Uncle Geng: "I rely on my intuition. And I also trust Xiao Feng's judgment. Let's go back and take a look together."