Chapter 252 I won't mind swiping your card.
Liang Yizhi tightened his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace, his voice low and soothing, "What do you want to go back for?"
Ji Ying looked up and glared at him, her eyes still brimming with anger towards Pang Daiyao and Gu Yanchen, as well as a vague annoyance towards him. Her tone was also very sharp.
"Jiang Ran is still upstairs. She's been taken hostage by Pang Daiyao's men. She's your subordinate, aren't you going to do anything about her?"
Looking at her eyes, which were unusually bright with anger, a faint smile flashed across Liang Yizhi's eyes, but he tightened his grip on her arm, preventing her from breaking free.
“I take care of everything related to you, how could I not take care of her? I’ve already told her to go back and pack her things.”
"Why are you packing your things? Are you going to fire her?"
Liang Yizhi didn't answer her question, but instead picked her up.
"Get in the car, Mrs. Liang. Do you really like this place?"
Ji Ying was startled for a moment, and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
The chill from their argument a few days ago hadn't completely dissipated. She strained, trying to get down, but the man held her even tighter in his arms and shoved her into the back seat.
The car door closed, and the interior space instantly became cramped. Ji Ying turned her face away and stared intently out the window, but her tightly pursed lips and slightly heaving chest betrayed her turbulent emotions.
Liang Yizhi gently adjusted the coat draped over her shoulders and even pinched her earlobe.
Ji Ying became even more irritated by his antics, and reached out to slap her ear, but missed his claws.
So she turned around, her voice deliberately cold and hard, "Are you ready to just tell Pang Daiyao about our marriage like this?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the car suddenly lurched violently.
Caught off guard, Ji Ying let out a soft cry and, due to inertia, swayed towards Liang Yizhi, falling into his arms once again.
Liang Yizhi caught her steadily and held her close to his chest, but in that instant, his gaze sharply caught Xue Qin's gaze in the rearview mirror, which she hadn't had time to completely withdraw.
Their eyes met briefly in the mirror.
Silent and unseen, yet more powerful than the sharpest warning.
Xue Qin's fingers tightened around the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white, and he immediately steadied the car. His voice carried a barely perceptible tension, "Sorry, boss, I wasn't paying attention just now."
Liang Yizhi said nothing, but simply withdrew his gaze without making a sound.
Just then, Ji Ying looked up from his arms and saw his taut jawline.
She mistakenly thought that her words had put pressure on him, and her heart softened inexplicably. With a mix of resentment and inexplicable grievance, she lightly punched his chest.
“Even if you don’t come, I can still walk out of that wretched place tonight. I don’t need you.”
Liang Yizhi could tell that she didn't want him to offend Pang Daiyao.
He looked down at her, and the chill in his eyes seemed to be instantly blown away by a spring breeze.
A gentle smile appeared on his lips. "But I need you. Aren't you going to abandon me?"
Ji Ying's barbed words were about to come out, but they all came out when she met his dark, bruised eyes.
"I don't care about you at all."
Ji Ying leaned her cheek back against his firm chest, quietly listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.
Liang Yizhi tightened his arms and gently pressed his chin against the top of her head.
A little while later, the car stopped in front of the hotel.
"You go up first, I'll come pick you up in a bit," Liang Yizhi said.
Ji Ying didn't understand why he said that.
I was about to ask a question when I suddenly noticed an unusual, subtle atmosphere permeating the car.
This subtlety stems from the relationship between him and Xue Qin.
So she said no more and went into the hotel.
The car slowly pulled into the hotel parking lot and came to a stop, but the engine was not turned off.
Xue Qin gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
"boss……"
The slight tremor in his voice was particularly noticeable in the enclosed carriage.
Liang Yizhi stared calmly at the orange street scene in front of the windshield, his voice revealing no emotion.
"You should understand why I didn't let you know I got my marriage certificate. I'll give you a chance, tell me yourself."
Xue Qin's last shred of hope was completely shattered.
His shoulders slumped, and he took a deep breath, as if gathering all his strength.
“I interfered with the blood test once, and… your investigation into Madam’s admission information at Lanhe Children’s Home… I leaked it. But only… those two times. Boss, I… I…”
As he spoke, Xue Qin began to unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car.
Judging from their posture, it seemed they wanted to go around to the back and make a more humble pleading gesture.
"Sit down, say that."
Liang Yizhi's tone was calm, yet it carried an invisible pressure.
Xue Qin froze, maintaining an awkward half-turned posture, not daring to turn around.
“My uncle got into some trouble, but actually… he was also scammed. He sponsored my education back then, and when my aunt came to ask me for help, I was in a dilemma. I couldn’t use your name to seek personal gain, but I couldn’t just ignore him. That’s when Old Pang… took the initiative to help me.”
Xue Qin was in great pain.
“I could have refused, but they’ve already released him. I… I was bewitched… I only agreed to do two things for him that weren’t against my conscience, as a way of repaying him, just twice. Mr. Liang, I’ve let you down, I’m so sorry! I’ll do whatever you want without complaint.”
After Xue Qin finished speaking, he seemed to have unloaded a huge burden and let out a heavy sigh of relief.
He was well aware of Liang Yizhi's methods; he had never shown mercy to traitors.
However, Liang Yizhi did not speak immediately.
After a long silence, he finally said, "For so many years, you've been by my side like a friend. You probably can't imagine how I felt when I realized you had a problem... But luckily, I've been through a lot and I can take it all in stride."
"Boss..." Xue Qin was filled with guilt.
"If these two pieces of information allow the other side to find the Shen family's daughter first, then they will have leverage to blackmail the Shen family. Do you know how serious this matter is?"
Xue Qin lowered his head, his expression pained.
"Someone will be transferring you to another department tomorrow. You should hand over your work to Yue Zheng."
“Mr. Liang…” Xue Qin’s face was streaked with tears, “So you and Miss Ji got your marriage certificate just to create a smokescreen for everyone?”
Liang Yizhi did not respond to him and got out of the car.
When Ji Ying returned to her room, Jiang Ran had already packed her things.
Actually, she usually keeps all her things in her bag so she can be on standby at any time.
Upon seeing Ji Ying, she immediately went up to her and asked, "Sister Ying, are you alright?"
Ji Ying shook her head. "What about you?"
Jiang Ran said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Liang criticized me. I will improve."
"I'm glad you're alright."
Ji Ying, who had been worried about her, finally felt relieved.
"You'd better pack your things quickly. Mr. Liang said you can't stay in a hotel in Beijing; you have to go home."
Ji Ying was taken aback by her words. "Home? Which home?"
"How many homes do you have?" Liang Yizhi asked, leaning against the door.
Ji Ying glanced back at him and said unhappily, "I'm not moving. I'll stay here. Anyway, it's your card that's being used, so I don't care."
Liang Yizhi smiled and went inside to help her pack her luggage.
“If you like, Madam, you can stay in the inner courtyard of the palace, let alone the presidential suite. But not today. This is our first time returning to Beijing as husband and wife, and we must do so legitimately.”
Ji Ying said she wouldn't move, but Liang Yizhi still led her by the hand and got her into the car.
To her surprise, Xue Qin was gone.
Jiang Ran drove, but instead of heading to any well-known luxury residential area, she drove into a quiet alley lined with sycamore trees on both sides, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous vermilion gate.
There was no plaque above the door; instead, there was a small, dark-colored old-fashioned doorplate next to the main entrance that read: No. 17 Dingfu Street.
Pushing open the door reveals a hidden world.
This is a well-organized courtyard house with blue brick floors and covered walkways connecting the main house to the east and west wing rooms. The furniture is also in a simple Ming style, without any superfluous decorations, but the materials and workmanship are extremely exquisite, exuding a low-key elegance.
Ji Ying was secretly observing this space that perfectly matched his status and personality. Just as she entered the main room, before she could even speak, Liang Yizhi embraced her from behind, his warm lips landing on the back of her sensitive ear.
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