Chapter 198 Liang Jian suddenly grabbed her wrist
Lin Meizhen didn't dare call an ambulance, but instead called Liang Yanchuan back.
By this time, Ji Ying's abdominal pain had subsided and she was much more lucid, but Liang Yanchuan still insisted on taking her to the 547 Hospital.
After a thorough examination, no problem was found.
Lin Meizhen's eyes lit up, and she said decisively, "Let's go, let's go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic."
After carefully taking Ji Ying's pulse, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor said earnestly, "You have recently taken some very cold foods. Your constitution is already weak and cold, and your qi and blood are insufficient. The invasion of cold pathogens has damaged your yang qi, which is why you have such acute reactions as severe abdominal pain. If you really want to cherish your body, you should not touch those things again."
These words left Ji Ying completely bewildered.
"I haven't even taken any cold medicine recently."
I caught a cold that time and didn't have time to take medicine, so I got better by infecting Liang Yizhi.
Lin Meizhen thought for a moment, "What does the Liang family eat for every meal?"
Ji Ying suddenly understood...
In the afternoon, Ji Ying left work on time and returned to the Liang residence.
Xie Lingfang snorted, "I set a rule this morning that you must be home before eight o'clock every night. You followed it so well on the first day. You must have something to hide. You're afraid that your shady dealings outside will be discovered, so you're in a hurry to come back and pretend to be well-behaved."
“Mom,” Liang Jian said unhappily, “she’s back on time, so don’t say anything to her.”
Ji Ying was not grateful to him for speaking up for her.
"So you mean it's wrong to come home from work overtime, and it's wrong to come home on time? So in your eyes, everything I do is wrong?"
Standing next to Xie Lingfang, Aunt Ding rolled her eyes at Ji Ying and said, "Of course! A sensible person wouldn't seduce the young master. How can you not even have any self-awareness? You're always making our madam angry."
"Aunt Ding, this is none of your business, you can go now," Liang Jian said.
Aunt Ding nodded slightly and left.
Ji Ying glanced in the direction she left; it was the kitchen.
Without saying anything, she turned and went upstairs to put her bag away.
Liang Jian followed.
Pushing open the door, I found that the room's furnishings were different.
As she was looking around, Liang Jian followed her in. "I had someone tidy up your room and found that you brought very few personal belongings. It seems you don't plan to stay here permanently."
Ji Ying turned around, looked directly at him, and said in a calm but sharp voice, "In your family, what kind of person deserves privacy?"
Liang Jian sensed her displeasure, walked up to her, and took her hand in his palm.
"You've never given me a sense of security. Ji Ying, I want to know what you're really thinking, so I used my method to find the answer. Ask yourself honestly, do we look like a couple about to get married?"
Ji Ying didn't argue with him, but calmly asked in return, "So, in your memory, what were we like before?"
Liang Jian was deep in thought, his brows furrowed due to a slight headache.
"When I first met you, I thought you were just ordinary. But after you tricked me twice, I don't know why I found you exceptionally interesting. Yes, I said that from a purely financial point of view, you are the most suitable marriage partner, but it's not that I'm without feelings for you. Weren't the days we lived together wonderful?"
Ji Ying was surprised.
He's mistakenly attributing his memories of who he was with to her.
"But you saw your mother's attitude. Even the strongest feelings can be torn apart."
After saying that, she turned around and tried to distance herself from him.
However, Liang Jian suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back forcefully. As Ji Ying fell into his arms, he stretched out his other arm and tightly encircled her waist, trapping her in place.
Ji Ying froze, pushing against his chest as if facing a formidable enemy, her voice filled with obvious tension: "What are you going to do? Let me go!"
“I’m your fiancé, isn’t it normal for me to do whatever I want to you?” Liang Jian said.
As he spoke, he released his wrist, but grabbed her hair from behind.
"Liang Jian, you can't take any stress right now! I don't want to upset you either... I'll just stand where you can see me and cooperate with you. We can talk about other things after you recover, okay?"
Ji Ying felt extremely uncomfortable with his behavior and turned her head away from the kiss he was trying to give her.
However, Liang Jian's desire for control was aroused by her resistance. Instead of letting go, he tightly gripped her neck with his other hand.
"Wouldn't Kang Fu marry you after his death?"
After Liang Jian finished speaking, he kissed him again.
Ji Ying's head was firmly controlled by him, and he was about to kiss her.
Her heart was racing.
Just then,
"Knock, knock, knock."
Just then, the butler's voice rang out from outside the door: "Young Master, Miss Ji, the Master and the Third Young Master have returned. Please come to the dining room for dinner."
Liang Jian's movements suddenly stopped.
He took a deep breath, barely suppressing the dark undercurrent in his eyes, and released his arm.
Ji Ying immediately took several steps back, quickly straightened her disheveled collar, her fingertips still trembling slightly.
She tried to control her breathing and said seriously, "Liang Jian, what you need now is to rest, and what we need even more is to get along well! If you continue like this, then the favors we owe each other probably won't last long."
She warned Liang Jian that forcing her could lead to irreversible consequences.
"Am I someone who accepts threats?" Liang Jian asked.
"Then you can try again!"
Ji Ying straightened her back, no longer hiding her anger.
Liang Jian stared into her eyes, which were filled with resistance and devoid of any old feelings. Finally, as if stung by something, he sighed slowly and gave up the idea of doing anything more to her.
A moment later, the two went downstairs one after the other.
Liang Jian pulled out a chair for Ji Ying, and Ji Ying sat down without saying a word.
Xie Lingfang said with great dissatisfaction, "You haven't eaten dinner, so you can't even speak?"
Ji Ying looked at her, puzzled.
Xie Lingfang got angry at her "uncooperative" look. "Didn't your mother teach you how to say thank you?"
Ji Ying calmly said, "I don't have a mother, so I have no manners, and therefore I am only fit to talk to someone like you."
"you……"
"Alright, are you going to eat or not?" Liang Weiyue asked, frowning.
The housekeeper quickly began serving the dishes, but Xie Lingfang snorted and looked away.
Another stew pot was placed in front of Ji Ying.
"Why are there still some?" she asked instinctively.
Liang Jian sat down beside her and smiled lightly as if nothing had happened, saying, "As long as you're home, I'll arrange for the kitchen to make you a nourishing stew."
"So this was your idea?" Ji Ying asked meaningfully.
Liang Jian didn't understand her words, but he scooped up a spoonful of soup and naturally brought it to her lips.
"This pigeon soup has been simmering for over four hours, it tastes great, you should try it."
Ji Ying leaned back slightly, whether she didn't want to drink the soup or was rejecting his feeding, it was unclear.
Liang Yanchuan, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Brother, if she doesn't want to drink, don't force her."
Xie Lingfang immediately shouted angrily, "How dare you! When did it become your place to speak at this table? Take your bowl and go eat outside!"
Liang Yanchuan lowered his head.
This was the kind of treatment he received in the Liang family; even with his father present, no one would say a word in his defense.
Then, Xie Lingfang turned her attention to Ji Ying, saying, "This soup was specially prepared for you by my son. You have to drink it whether you like it or not! Either you drink it yourself, or I'll have someone force you to drink it. You choose!"
Ji Ying looked up at her, her gaze darkening: "What exactly is in this soup that Madam Liang insists I drink it?"
Xie Lingfang was startled, but quickly calmed down.
She won't find out.
You will never find out.
Just as Xie Lingfang was about to respond to Ji Ying's words, a maid rushed in to report, "Master, Madam, several police officers have arrived outside. They say... they say someone here is suspected of using contraband."
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