Chapter 116 President Yang
Although interrupted by G-Dragon, Jing Rong's biological clock was not disrupted. He still opened his eyes at the usual time, then got up and washed. Jing Rong's movements were very gentle and did not affect G-Dragon's sweet dreams. He just turned over and continued to sleep soundly with the quilt in his arms. Of course, it might also be because he was too tired in the past two days and did not get enough rest on the plane. Jing Rong did not need to reduce his movements deliberately. As long as he did not bang drums and gongs in his ears, he would not be woken up.
The nurses in charge of Jingrong were very calm. Captain Quan's elusive appearances didn't surprise them too much. After all, this wasn't the first time. Furthermore, during their time caring for Jingrong, they had already figured out the relationship between Quan Zhilong and Jingrong. His wife and children were all here, and Captain Quan worked tirelessly, flying back to Seoul as soon as he finished work. Upon returning to Korea, he went straight to the hospital without going anywhere else. So, they continued with what they were supposed to do.
Jingrong's daily routine was not disrupted by G-Dragon. After getting up in the morning, her special nurse accompanied her for a walk. The air was fresh in the autumn morning. Although the sun was not strong enough, there was no fog at this time, so the scenery was actually quite good. After the walk, Jingrong was in a good mood. She went to the breakfast shop next to the hospital with the special nurse to buy breakfast before going upstairs.
Although Mother Quan volunteered to be responsible for Jingrong's three meals a day, in fact, the most she could be responsible for was lunch and dinner. If she was responsible for breakfast, how much time and energy would she have to spend from buying groceries to cooking and then sending it to the hospital? After all, Mother Quan was old. Even if her body could handle it, Jingrong would feel guilty about it. So after some coordination between the two sides, Mother Quan regretfully gave up the right to be responsible for Jingrong's breakfast. But to be honest, the special nurses around Jingrong were not just there to eat for free. Although there were only two special nurses instead of three, and they didn't have to stay by Jingrong's side 24 hours a day, they were not so bad that they couldn't even take care of breakfast.
Jingrong took a walk and then asked to go buy breakfast with the special caregiver. This was the first time in so many days. From this, the special caregiver knew that she was in a really good mood today.
After buying breakfast, Jing Rong returned to the ward. Quan Zhilong, who should have been sleeping soundly, was sitting on the bed, staring blankly at them with a confused look in his eyes. The special nurse was preparing breakfast at the dining table. Jing Rong walked to the bedside and looked down at him: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Quan Zhilong reached out and pulled Jingrong over, holding her waist tightly. Seeing this, the special nurse put down the things in his hands, turned around and went out, closing the door tightly. Jingrong paused and touched Quan Zhilong's head: "What's wrong?"
"I thought you disappeared again." G-Dragon buried his face in Jingrong's belly, and the voice coming through the clothes was a little muffled. Jingrong smiled and patted his shoulder: "Have some breakfast when you wake up and go to sleep. Xiao Chen and I will go buy it together." Xiao Chen is the special caregiver who accompanied her for a walk.
G-Dragon still held Jingrong's waist, his face pressed against her belly. There was some fog outside in the morning. Jingrong wore a loose knitted jacket over her hospital gown, but the buttons were not buttoned. Through the thin fabric, G-Dragon could feel the heat coming from Jingrong's body, and her fresh fragrance filled his nose. At this moment, G-Dragon's panic when he opened his eyes and found that the person in his arms was gone just faded a little. After holding Jingrong in silence for a while, G-Dragon finally let go of her waist, stood up, and took her hand and walked towards the small dining table.
The breakfast was very rich. Jing Rong had originally planned to prepare some for Quan Zhilong. Special Husband Chen had sorted out half of it before, but when he saw the two of them hugging each other, which seemed inappropriate for children, he immediately left with a tactful look. There were still some things left to be taken out, so Jing Rong personally untied the bag on the porridge box. Quan Zhilong sat beside her and watched. Her white hands waved in front of her eyes, and gradually, a smile appeared on Quan Zhilong's face. Jing Rong put a spoon in the bowl and brought it to Quan Zhilong: "Eat first."
Just as he was about to take his hand away, Quan Zhilong reached out and held her right hand, gently rubbing the back of her hand, feeling her almost delicate texture back and forth. Jing Rong glanced at him and said, "Don't eat, I'm still hungry."
Quan Zhilong said with a smile: "Then I'll feed you, you don't have to do it yourself." As he said that, he pulled Jingrong's hand slightly, and Jingrong sat down beside him. Quan Zhilong picked up the spoon in the porridge with his other hand and stirred it twice, tested the temperature, and then scooped a spoonful to Jingrong's mouth. Jingrong opened her mouth very cooperatively. Seeing that she drank the porridge, Quan Zhilong asked: "How does it taste?"
"not bad."
Quan Zhilong pursed his lips, thinking that Jingrong would let him have a taste, but he was dismissed with just three simple words. Captain Quan was not very satisfied. After thinking about it, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "I want to try it too." As he said that, he quickly scooped a spoonful of porridge from the bowl with a spoon and put it into his mouth, then raised his smile and looked at Jingrong in surprise, "It's really delicious!"
Jing Rong paused, glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "Don't make trouble. It's not like you haven't eaten at his restaurant before."
The smile on Quan Zhilong's face froze, and he forced himself to say, "Uh... you didn't tell me how I knew it was the store we often go to. I thought you would go somewhere else today."
"Besides this shop, the nearest porridge shop nearby is a 20-minute drive away. Do you think I'd drive there just for a walk?" Jing Rong's eyes, like black jade, stared at Quan Zhilong without blinking. No matter how good Captain Quan's acting skills were or how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't stand his wife ruining his reputation like this. Quan Zhilong's eyes flickered, and he said with a faint blush, "I forgot."
Jing Rong didn't respond and glanced at the porridge in front of him: "The porridge is getting cold."
Quan Zhilong immediately perked up and continued to feed Jingrong porridge. While feeding Jingrong a mouthful of porridge, he took the spoon and scooped a mouthful into his own mouth. In this way, breakfast was quickly finished. Jingrong was about to clean up her things, but Quan Zhilong pressed her down on the seat, stood up and busied himself tidying up the table, then went into the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, Jingrong was already leaning on the sofa reading a book. Quan Zhilong walked over and sat down next to her, put his arm around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. Jingrong didn't even lift her eyelids: "Why don't you go to bed?"
"I can't sleep without you in my arms." There was a hint of grievance in the little voice. Jing Rong smiled and asked, "Who slept soundly this morning while hugging a pillow?"
Quan Zhilong continued to complain: "Because the pillow smells like you."
"Then continue to hold the pillow."
"No." Quan Zhilong put his face on Jingrong's neck and rubbed it for a few times, "I won't sleep if you don't accompany me."
"Then don't sleep." Jing Rong finished speaking, and then she began to read the book in her hand seriously. She held the book in her left hand, and her hand was once again held by Quan Zhilong to play with it. This man seemed to have found a favorite toy, and he couldn't let it go in his hand. Jing Rong didn't care, but after a long time, she felt a cold touch on her fingers. Jing Rong's eyes moved from the book to her hand. Quan Zhilong was holding a ring and putting it on her ring finger. Jing Rong didn't say anything. After Quan Zhilong put it on, he looked up and smiled at her, and said very naturally: "I think the size is very suitable, what do you think?"
As he spoke, he took Jingrong's hand as if he were showing a product, examining it from various angles. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction, realizing that he had ignored the person's opinion. Jingrong remained silent. Quan Zhilong thought about it and looked at her expression with some trepidation. Because the first proposal was rejected, Captain Quan had already had some shadows in his heart, and he was afraid that the second proposal would also be a Waterloo, so he spoke in a forced and natural way. Jingrong pursed her lips and was silent for a moment. In his increasingly trepidation, he finally nodded: "Well, it looks good."
Quan Zhilong's heart finally relaxed. He stretched out his hands to hold Jingrong in his arms, and kissed her lips from behind. The passionate and hot feeling was like a spark burning and jumping between them. Quan Zhilong was like a man dying of thirst in the desert. As soon as he touched Jingrong's lips, it was like finding a spring. He sucked hard on her lips, rubbing them, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to suck her entire tongue into his mouth. The airtight kiss and passion seemed to turn them into one. Seeing Quan Zhilong's movements becoming more and more intense, Jingrong couldn't help but push him. Quan Zhilong's passion The emotions finally faded away a little, and she came to her senses from the confusion, and found that Jing Rong was actually pressed down on the sofa by him, with many buttons of her clothes undone, and there were red marks on her fair neck and chest, and her hair was a little messy, as if she had been ravaged. Moreover, he was not satisfied and pressed tightly against her belly. G-Dragon was stunned and almost jumped up from Jing Rong. Finally, he got up and helped Jing Rong up carefully like an old lady, and asked in a low voice: "Our baby is not angry, right?" As he spoke, his eyes kept wandering on Jing Rong's belly.
"What do you think?" Jing Rong raised his eyebrows.
Quan Zhilong put his hand on Jingrong's belly, supported her waist and walked to the bed, and said sincerely: "Baby, I'm sorry, mom and dad didn't mean it, you can't be angry."
Jing Rong glanced at him, her cheeks still a little red from the lust that had just faded away. Quan Zhilong's eyes widened at her gaze. The disappointing little brother once again stood up impatiently to greet Jing Rong. Fortunately, he had already walked to the bed. Quan Zhilong half-hugged Jing Rong and lay on the bed, then lay down himself and lifted the quilt to cover them both, so that Jing Rong didn't notice his abnormality.
Jing Rong glanced at Quan Zhilong again, and Quan Zhilong immediately explained, "Don't think too much. I just want you to accompany me to rest for a while."
"Yeah?"
"I haven't had a rest for more than ten hours. Don't you feel sorry for me at all?" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, G-Dragon grabbed Jing Rong's hand and started to make trouble.
Jing Rong then withdrew her gaze and moved her body to find a comfortable position, but was embraced by G-Dragon. G-Dragon half-turned his body, put his arm across Jing Rong's neck, held her head and leaned it on his shoulder, and his other hand found Jing Rong's right hand, rubbing back and forth between her five fingers, feeling the delicacy of her skin.
Quan Zhilong's hand shuttled back and forth on Jingrong's right hand, looking tireless. Jingrong couldn't help but snort: "Didn't you say you wanted to rest?"
Quan Zhilong hugged her tightly and said with a smile: "It's not easy to fall asleep with such a warm and soft jade in my arms."
Jing Rong hummed and didn't respond. Quan Zhilong continued to smile and said, "Wife, I can't sleep now. Let's chat for a while, okay?"
"What do you want to talk about?"
G-Dragon's eyes rolled. He had clearly planned this a long time ago, but he pretended it was just something he had just remembered. His acting was perfect, and even his tone was so natural: "I've discussed it with my parents, and we hope to have the wedding before the New Year. That way, the baby will be there before the pregnancy is complete, and your belly won't be fully visible yet, so it will look better in your wedding dress."
"So urgent?"
"Of course, my child can't wait to come out and meet us." At this point, Quan Zhilong lowered his head and kissed Jingrong on the forehead, saying with some pride, "We can't wait until the baby is born to hold the wedding, right? This behavior of going to bed first and then buying the wedding ticket will be laughed at by our little baby!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jing Rong glared at him, "Don't let this good child be corrupted by you."
"That's my home too, I love it too, okay." Quan Zhilong grumbled in dissatisfaction, grabbed Jingrong's hand and put it on her belly, then he became gentle again, saying in a soft tone, "Although it's a bit rushed now, it's not too late. My parents and sister are in charge of these things, you don't have to worry. I only have a few days after the New Year. If we don't do it this time, I'm afraid we will have to wait another year. By then, our baby will be older and ask you 'Why haven't mom and dad gotten married yet', how will you answer? I'm thinking, let's have the wedding first, and then next year, let mom and dad take care of the child for a few days, and we can go on a honeymoon, how do you think?"
"Not very good."
Quan Zhikong buried his face in her head and said in a tearful voice, "Wife, you've already agreed to my proposal, but you're still dragging your feet and not giving me a name. That's too much."
Jing Rong raised the corner of his mouth: "It depends on your performance."
"I've always been the best!" Quan Zhilong boasted, then he became happy again, hugged Jingrong and asked, "By the way, your engagement with Jung Yunho has been cancelled. When are we going to make it public?"
"Does your company agree to make it public?"
Quan Zhilong's eyes twinkled as he said, "We're getting married soon, so something this big has to be made public."
"The question is, does your president really agree?"
"Don't worry, I will convince him."
Jing Rong shook his head: "Forget it, even if he agrees, it can't be made public for the time being."
Quan Zhilong narrowed his eyes: "Why?"
"Because I promised Jung Yunho that we wouldn't make our relationship public until he found his other half."
A gleam flashed in Quan Zhilong's eyes, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction. "If he never finds a partner, will we be able to remain closed to the public for the rest of our lives?" He looked at Jingrong with an accusing look, "Can you bear to prevent our lovely child from being able to go out and play with Mom and Dad openly in the future?"
"You think too much. Jung Yunho is two years older than you. He should be able to find his other half soon."
"No way," G-Dragon complained, "If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have considered getting married before I was 35."
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Quan Zhilong nodded seriously, and then added, "But now is not the time to ask me whether I'm telling the truth or not. I'm serious, honey. What if Jung Yunho, senior, plans to remain single for the rest of his life in revenge for us? Will I never see the light of day again, and will I also bring trouble to our baby?"
Jing Rong was unmoved by Quan Zhilong's exaggeration and just smiled and said, "If you have time to be here and alarm me, you might as well find a way to help Yunhaoxi get rid of being single as soon as possible."
"It's not that easy." G-Dragon complained, feeling a little sad in his heart. There is a saying that goes, the person who knows you best is often your opponent. As a man, G-Dragon naturally knows better than anyone else how much Jung Yunho cares about Jingrong. They are the same kind of people. Once they set their hearts on something, they will never look back. Even though Jung Yunho has given up for Jingrong now, it does not mean that he has given up in his heart. Before he can completely forget Jingrong, a perfectionist like Jung Yunho will not start another relationship.
"Can't you create opportunities?"
Jing Rong's calm tone made Quan Zhilong understand that there was indeed no room for change. Although disappointed, he nodded, thought for a moment, and asked again, "Then if we don't make it public, who would know that your engagement with Jung Yunho has been cancelled?"
Jing Rong raised an eyebrow and looked at him. Quan Zhilong almost gritted his teeth: "In everyone's eyes, you and Jung Yunho are still a couple, right? What should I do then?!"
Looking at the furious Captain Quan, Jingrong chuckled and patted his back in a good mood: "Okay, I'll talk to Yunhao some other day."
"No, tell me today, in front of me!" Why not destroy their chance to be alone together? G-Dragon was pushing his luck.
"I'm busy today, recording a show, and I don't have time to come over."
"What show do you want to record that will take a whole day?"
"Running Man."
Quan Zhilong and Big Bang had also participated in this program. Knowing that it would indeed take such a long time, Quan Zhilong paused, his eyes turned, and asked again: "Why do you remember his schedule so clearly?"
"They came to see me yesterday and said something, and I just happened to remember it."
"They? Who else besides Jung Yunho?"
"All five of them are here." Jing Rong frowned slightly at G-Dragon's relentless questioning.
Quan Zhilong didn't pursue the topic further, but then said, "No, you should call him. We're recording a program right now, and they can clarify the matter by just mentioning it a few times during the program." As he reached for his phone, Jing Rong, completely impatient, glanced at him and asked, "Have you had enough of this?"
Quan Zhilong paused, but before he could say anything, Jingrong had already pursed her lips and turned her back to him. Quan Zhilong's hand holding the phone was still frozen in place. After a while, he put the phone back to where it was before, turned sideways, hugged Jingrong in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, Jingrong, I just went a little too far, please don't be angry, okay?"
Jing Rong closed his eyes: "Go to sleep."
G-Dragon sighed softly, hugged Jingrong over, let her lie in his arms facing him, and then closed his eyes with some satisfaction. Jingrong did not move, but her eyelids trembled. After a while, she put her arms around G-Dragon's waist. The same person who forced his eyes to smile let out a smile, buried his face in her head and rubbed it a few times, and gradually calmed down.
After several rounds of sleep, Quan Zhilong was still satisfied when he fell asleep. However, he was a little dissatisfied when he was woken by the unscrupulous phone call. He squinted his eyes and looked at his phone for a few times. The person calling made him not want to answer but he couldn't refuse. Quan Zhilong stared for a long time. The phone continued to ring. Jingrong rubbed against his arms and asked with a slightly nasal voice: "Why don't you answer the phone?"
Quan Zhilong reached out and hugged her tightly, saying, "The president called, I didn't want to answer at all."
"What's wrong?" Jing Rong opened his eyes, and his eyes gradually became clear.
"Needless to say, he must be blaming me for rushing back without his permission, and doing it alone." G-Dragon snorted. "When his wife gave birth, he wasn't necessarily any calmer than I was. It's too much to say that the officials are allowed to set fires but the people are not allowed to light lamps."
Amid Quan Zhilong's complaints, the phone had already stopped ringing. Just as he was about to put the phone back, the ringing started again. President Yang, who was always busy with things, was so diligent that he seemed to be ready to fight if Quan Zhilong didn't answer. Quan Zhilong looked down at Jingrong and said, "Wife, can you answer it for me?"
Jing Rong thought for a moment, then reached out and took the phone from Quan Zhilong. After the call was connected, without waiting for President Yang to speak, Jing Rong greeted him, "President Yang, good morning."
President Yang paused. Fortunately, he had a good mentality, otherwise he would have thrown his phone away. President Yang calmed himself down and greeted Jing Rong warmly but calmly, "Good morning, President Xue. I heard that you were recently hospitalized. I've been a bit busy lately and haven't had time to come see you. I will definitely visit you some other day!"
"President Yang, it's thoughtful of you, but you're so busy that there's no need for you to come in person," Jing Rong said in a light tone. If someone else had used her tone, they would have felt somewhat contemptuous, but Jing Rong had a sense of pride that was natural, and she knew how to be just aloof and distant, without showing any disrespect to President Yang. As she spoke, Jing Rong glanced at Quan Zhilong, her tone holding a hint of smile, as if joking, but also as a serious reminder, "My health has been up and down lately, and I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the hospital for the time being. It would be too much trouble if you had to come in person every time."
"No trouble, no trouble." President Yang smiled awkwardly and asked as a reminder, "Excuse me, President Xue, is Zhilong with you?"
"Yes, he's here." Jing Rong suddenly realized, and then said righteously, "I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me. He must have caused you a lot of trouble, right? These few times he suddenly sneaked back from abroad from time to time. Of course, he was worried about my health, but it was too undisciplined. I heard that I didn't ask for your opinion before? This is really wrong. President Yang, please don't ignore him for my sake. There is no order without rules. He who needs to be taught a lesson must be taught a lesson!" Jing Rong's words were very righteous, and he seemed to support President Yang in his words, but his tone was really hard to describe.
President Yang originally wanted to teach G-Dragon a lesson, but after Jing Rong said it so directly, he couldn't nod his head. He could only smile and grit his teeth to excuse himself: "President Xue, you are joking. You are in the hospital. If Zhilong doesn't come back to see you, what kind of nonsense would that be? As for not telling me in advance, that doesn't matter. After all, things have their priorities. We in YG are very humane. As long as he is careful and doesn't make big mistakes, it will be fine. Besides, I thought before that if he didn't think of this, I would scold him back!" President Yang is worthy of being a famous businessman. While making excuses for himself, he did not forget to praise YG company and tried his best to improve his favorability in front of Jing Rong.
Jing Rong chuckled. She was no worse than President Yang in being corny. Her tone was more sincere than the other party's. She said, "President Yang, you are so reasonable. Zhilong and the others really followed the right person."
The first sentence made President Yang's teeth ache, but the second sentence undoubtedly touched his heart. Yang Xuanshi smiled. He was smart in dealing with people, so there was no need to point out the details. Jingrong knew best what he was afraid of her. This sentence also indirectly told him that she had no ill feelings towards YG or him, Yang Xuanshi, for the time being. President Yang's heart was finally relieved. He smiled and exchanged a few words with Jingrong. He suddenly said, "I wonder if President Xue has read today's newspaper?"
"I didn't have time to check it out. Is it something serious?"
"It's not serious, it's just that some media outlets are reporting it recklessly, which is really frustrating. If President Xue has time, he can check it out online and just search for BIGBANG."
The author has something to say: Ah, I didn't expect it would be so late to come out of the small black room. I'm lighting a candle for myself. I'm so sleepy that I really don't have the energy. I still have about 2,000 words to go. I'll make up for it in tomorrow's update. It's estimated that tomorrow I will have to write another 20,000 words. I'm exhausted. I'm lighting a candle again! My friends, please give me a lot of encouragement. I'm going to sleep now. I'll post a thank you to the local tyrants who sold everything they had to beat the author today. Everyone go to sleep too. Good night╭(╯3╰)╮
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