Chapter 86 What else do you want from me?
G-Dragon drove very slowly, almost like a deliberately slowed-down shot in a movie. The car was still filled with silence, no one willing to speak first, a repressive atmosphere spreading between them. In such a depressing environment, G-Dragon couldn't help but want to smoke again, but his left hand almost touched the cigarette box. Thinking that the person next to him didn't like it, he pulled his hand back. G-Dragon couldn't help but think of Jingrong's question, "Why bother?" Yes, he also knew why. If you can control it, if you can control it freely, it's not love.
In contrast to G-Dragon's complexities, Jing Rong suddenly calmed down, thinking nothing of anything, simply leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed to rest. Call her cold-blooded, Jing Rong felt that this was actually her greatest strength. Since she was powerless to change the outcome, there was no point in thinking too much, so why waste her brain cells?
The car was going so slowly, a journey that should only take about twenty minutes now seemed so far away that it would never be reached, as if it could never stop. But no matter how long the road was, it would eventually end. No matter how much you prayed, what was supposed to stop would stop, and what was supposed to come would eventually come.
When they got downstairs in the residential complex, Jingrong unbuckled his seatbelt and said to Quan Zhilong, "Go home early. Don't make your parents wait too long. I'm going upstairs."
G-Dragon remained silent, letting her open the car door, get out, and then turn around and get into the elevator without looking back. G-Dragon sat motionless in the car, and suddenly, as if by telepathy, he raised his head and saw the lights on on the floor above his head. G-Dragon suddenly had an urge to see her immediately and hold her in his arms.
Despite the torment and pain, he didn't want to face loss. He'd never held on to much; before, it was just ideals, and now he had her. But G-Dragon only now understood that love, unlike ideals, wasn't something he could achieve simply by trying.
Quan Zhilong paused for a moment, then suddenly opened the car door and strode out. Jingrong was really tired that day. As soon as she entered the house, she went back to the bedroom to run the water for a bath. However, just as the water was running and she took off her coat and was about to step into the bathtub, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open. Jingrong was startled and turned around reflexively. Before she saw who it was, she was already in a familiar embrace. Her ear was pressed against the other person's chest, and her rapid heartbeat was clearly audible, almost the same frequency as her own. Jingrong took a few seconds to come back to her senses. She raised her hands, as if to put them around Quan Zhilong's waist, but finally gave up and asked softly: "Why haven't you gone home yet?"
G-Dragon didn't say anything, he just held Jingrong's face and kissed him hard.
This sudden and fierce kiss left Jing Rong unable to react for a moment. His mouth was being plundered wantonly, from lips to teeth to tongue, it was like a hurricane passing through. Until his mouth was stinging, Jing Rong couldn't help but let out a hiss. His lips were really rubbed raw. You can imagine how much strength Quan Zhilong had put into this kiss. Jing Rong tilted his head slightly and wanted to take a step back, but his waist was firmly restrained. Jing Rong could only moan and try to keep his lips away from Quan Zhilong.
"Does it hurt?" G-Dragon chuckled and finally put some distance between them. He stared closely into Jing Rong's eyes, not missing any expression on her face.
At this moment, Jing Rong's clothes were half-undressed, her hair was messy from the struggle, and her lips were bright red, like blood, which not surprisingly stung Quan Zhilong's eyes. In fact, Quan Zhilong was also in a bad state. If Jing Rong was in pain, he would definitely be in pain ten or a hundred times more than her. But what could he do? He could no longer care about the pain in his heart. He wanted to drag her down with him and sink into hell together.
It was clearly her who had been pestering him, it was clearly her who had been forcing him to fall in love with her. At this point, why should she let him go? He didn't want to let go, and he couldn't! So, let's keep pestering each other. Isn't love always so passionate? Since you're already in love, what's there to worry about the ending? If they need to suffer, they can both endure it together. His pain was originally caused by her, so why should she be able to walk away?
Even if it was painful, he would drag her along with him until death.
As G-Dragon climbed the stairs, he figured it out. He thought he'd made up his mind and wouldn't give in, but the truth was, he couldn't even bear to hurt her. What else could he do?! This had already doomed him, hadn't it?
Jing Rong turned his gaze away, staring at the marble floor, and said lightly: "Go back early."
"Do you feel pain too?"
Jing Rong raised his lip: "Who wouldn't feel pain?"
"But do you know how much pain I'm in right now?" Quan Zhilong suddenly took Jingrong's hand and placed it on his chest, closest to his heart. The burning temperature made Jingrong's fingers shrink slightly, but in the end he still covered it calmly. Quan Zhilong looked into Jingrong's eyes and questioned him word by word, "First, you were the one who kept pestering me. If you knew this would be the outcome, why did you insist on dragging me into this?! You were the one who provoked me, and in the end, you were the one who said it was impossible for us?"
Jing Rong looked straight into Quan Zhilong's eyes, his eyes clear and without a trace of emotion, as if the topic they were discussing was meaningless, no different from whether it would be sunny or rainy today. Quan Zhilong's questioning tone gradually weakened, and finally he even shouted with a hint of pleading: "What do you want from me?"
Jing Rong looked at Quan Zhilong indifferently without saying a word. They were very close to each other, their breaths intertwined, and gradually no one waited for the other's answer. Quan Zhilong hugged Jing Rong tightly again, and the hot and passionate kiss covered her again, as if to burn all the sanity of both of them.
Jing Rong didn't struggle, and of course didn't respond, just letting him kiss her. The temperature in the bathroom rose steadily, making her face red. Clothes slipped from both of them and fell to their feet. No one had the heart to move away. Jing Rong was not a wooden man. No one knew every inch of her body better than Quan Zhilong. She knew her sensitive spots, favorite places, and the most acceptable angles. So, Quan Zhilong was not surprised at all when he heard her breathing gradually quicken.
These days together were not in vain; no one understood her better than he did. Thinking of this, Quan Zhilong's heart softened, and he raised his head slightly. Jing Rong had been pressed against the wall by him. The cold bricks behind him and the heat of the furnace in front of him formed a fusion of ice and fire. Perhaps it was this unique stimulation that made Jing Rong's beautiful white jade-like body stained with layers of blush, as if she had applied the finest rouge, as brilliant as clouds.
Quan Zhilong's eyes gradually became hazy. Only at this moment did he feel that he completely owned this woman, and only then did he feel a sense of security. She was his, from head to toe, inside and out, and belonged only to him. Quan Zhilong once again pressed his lips to Jingrong's, kissing her softly and passionately, closing his eyes in utter passion. Jingrong sighed softly inwardly, wrapped his hands around Quan Zhilong's neck, and slightly extended his tongue, hooking it around his nimble tongue and dancing with it.
G-Dragon's entire body trembled, and every cell in his body focused on the tip of his tongue. This was undoubtedly a sensory feast that made him forget all his worries. There's a saying that goes, desire is truly the best medicine for healing.
The body's desires erupted at this moment, and Jing Rong threw himself into the kiss, his hands wrapped around his neck tighter and tighter, their bodies entwined tightly. It was the first time he had such strong feelings.
G-Dragon's kiss gradually moved away from Jingrong's lips, and then moved to her cheek. It was as gentle as a feather caressing her cheek, and the ambiguity made people's heart itch. The kiss finally fell on her ear. Jingrong's ear is one of the most sensitive parts of her body, and G-Dragon likes her delicate and small earlobes the most. Her earlobes are smooth and soft, and there are no pierced ears. She looks more like a perfect work of art without any flaws.
He lingered in Jingrong's ear, and Jingrong was kissed so hard that she had no resistance at all, and she leaned limply in his arms. Quan Zhilong put an arm around Jingrong's waist and pressed her against him again. Their two bodies, completely uncovered, were pressed tightly together without a gap. To be honest, although this was not the first time they had been so intimate, they both felt an indescribable feeling at the same time. Jingrong knew that this might be the last time. Even pets can develop feelings after a few months, let alone a person. In her heart, Jingrong was far from being as indifferent as she appeared.
Never mind, it’s the last time, so what if I’m crazy.
So when Quan Zhilong whispered coaxingly in her ear, Jingrong kissed him on the lips without hesitation and said the words he had been waiting for for a long time: "I love you."
G-Dragon's whole body trembled, and he hugged her tightly and kissed her more passionately, calling Jingrong's name again and again, and then urged the other party to call him.
“Jingrong, call my name…who do you love…say who you love?”
Jing Rong cooperated very well and whispered in his ear: "I love you...G-Dragon..." As soon as the name came out, Jing Rong was stunned. While they were standing face to face, G-Dragon put himself into her body.
The tight touch made Quan Zhilong unable to hold back his moaning, and then he lifted up one of Jingrong's legs and slammed into him hard. Jingrong suddenly thought of something and pushed Quan Zhilong hard, but he didn't move at all. It was just the relentless impact from below that shattered the words Jingrong was about to say.
"Ah... Zhilong..." Jingrong gritted his teeth and spoke intermittently, "Wait a minute... condom..."
Quan Zhilong leaned over and kissed Jingrong on the lips: "Never mind it!"
"No... today... today... is not the safe period..."
G-Dragon paid no heed to Jingrong's words, ramming him harder and harder each time, sending countless sparks flying as their bodies rubbed against each other. The heat in the cramped space was unimaginable, the sounds of lips churning and teeth pounding, the sound of water dripping onto the floor amplified countless times. Jingrong's tightly clenched penis, his increasingly rapid breathing, and the pounding of his heart all blended together like a symphony, the heartbeat the main theme, interwoven into an ambiguous, intense, blush-inducing rhythm.
Every sound seemed to be amplified countless times, but they no longer had the mind to listen. Jing Rong was like a piece of driftwood in the sea, clinging tightly to the small boat in front of him like a life-saving straw. In fact, they all knew that life would make no difference without anyone else, and the only one who couldn't get over this hurdle was their own heart.
There was even an urge to cling to each other until death. G-Dragon's voice was always in Jingrong's ears, asking her to speak out without any concealment, asking her to say that she loved him, asking her to say that she only loved him. The more Jingrong did as he said, the more G-Dragon couldn't let go. So they did it from the floor, to the sink, and then to the bathtub. If Jingrong wasn't so tired, they would probably do it again in bed.
The disparity in power between men and women is also reflected in this aspect. Jing Rong seemed to be drained of energy. Even taking a bath and dressing required the help of G-Dragon. Then he was carried back to the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. However, G-Dragon seemed to be fine, even energetic, and looked very spirited.
Jing Rong closed his eyes, exhausted and ready to fall asleep, but he felt a strong gaze on his face that didn't retract for a long time. Jing Rong reluctantly opened his eyelids. Quan Zhilong was sitting by the bed, staring at him without blinking, as if he didn't want to leave. Jing Rong said weakly, "Why are you sitting here? Why don't you go back?"
Quan Zhilong shook his head: "I don't want to go back."
"But your parents are waiting for you at home."
Quan Zhilong paused, looked down at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, he said: "It's so late, they should be asleep, it's okay for me to go back tomorrow."
Quan Zhilong didn't want to leave because he had a vague intuition that if he left now, he might really lose her. So he didn't go anywhere and had to stay with her all the time.
Jing Rong wanted to persuade her again but he was powerless and said, "It's up to you. Just don't let your parents blame me."
Quan Zhilong chuckled: "How could that be? They would only be proud if they heard that you can't live without me."
After Quan Zhilong finished speaking, he looked down at Jing Rong. The other party had completely closed her eyes, breathing steadily, and sleeping peacefully. Quan Zhilong put away the forced smile on his face and continued to look at her seriously. He had seen many beautiful girls, but Jing Rong was not so breathtakingly beautiful at first sight. Her personality was not good at that time. When she first pestered him, she always annoyed him. Why is it like this now? It's still this face, but he seems to never get tired of looking at it. It's still this person, but he is obsessed with her to the point of being unable to extricate himself.
Is he crazy? The way he is pestering her now is even more disrespectful than when she was doing it.
But what to do, he loves her...
G-Dragon's idea of staying here until dawn did not come true. Not long after Jingrong fell asleep, his cell phone rang. It was his father calling. G-Dragon glanced at Jingrong, quietly got up and walked to the living room and answered the call.
"Dad, I have something to do now. I'll go back and accompany you tomorrow."
"Ah, something?" Father Quan didn't seem like his usually obedient son. He had clearly agreed to go home but used such an excuse to refuse. Of course, he couldn't assume that it was necessarily an excuse. After all, young people have all kinds of social engagements. Father Quan just glanced at his wife worriedly and said, "Okay..."
Before Mr. Quan could finish his words, Mrs. Quan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked over and asked, "Is Zhilong not back yet?"
Mr. Quan nodded and said to Quan Zhilong, "Wait a minute, let me talk to your mother first." Then, without hanging up the phone, he moved away and looked at his wife, "Zhilong said he had something urgent to do, and it's late now, so he won't be coming back to stay today."
Mother Quan's expression remained unchanged. After hearing what the children had said, she had already guessed the outcome. Although they were fiercely protective of Jingrong, how could she, at her age, not see that Jingrong had clearly rejected Zhilong's proposal? If they had no intention of getting married, why were they still together?!
It has to be said that Quan's mother's first reaction was anger. After thinking about it carefully, she could understand Jingrong's actions. With their family's conditions, they could indeed find someone better. Of course, understanding is understanding, but Quan's mother did not agree. After learning about Jingrong's family conditions, her joy about this matter was greatly reduced. A young lady with such a powerful background must have had people to wait on her since childhood. Her son was just dating, and he did everything for Jingrong, such as cooking and washing dishes, which she would not let him do. What would happen when they got married in the future? Was her son so bored that he wanted to marry a big Buddha?
So when Quan Zhilong wanted to stay with Jingrong, Quan's mother would never agree. Her son must have the backbone he deserves! Quan's mother didn't listen to her husband's words and stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me."
Seeing his wife's bad face, Mr. Quan advised: "You are in a bad mood now. Why don't you wait until you calm down before talking?"
Mother Quan disagreed. She stood up and snatched the phone from her husband's hand. She asked seriously, "Zhilong, where are you now? Jingrong's house?"
"Um."
"Come back here right now. I have something to tell you."
"Mom, why do you have to say it now? Even if it's really urgent, can't you say it over the phone?"
"No, you must come back today, no matter how late it is!"
Quan Zhilong looked back at the closed bedroom door and finally nodded: "Okay, wait for me."
After returning to the bedroom, G-Dragon did not turn on the lights. In the dim light of the living room, he quietly took a set of clothes from the closet and changed into them. Then he walked to the bed, gently kissed Jingrong on the center of his eyebrows, and finally left without looking back.
Jing Rong didn't know how long she had slept. She just heard the ringing of her cell phone in a daze. She didn't want to pay attention to it, but the sharp and piercing ringtone rang in her ears again and again. Jing Rong couldn't help it. She closed her eyes and reached out to search for a while, then answered the phone and put it to her ear.
Jingrong was not awake yet, but after hearing that voice, she miraculously disappeared from her sleepiness.
"Jingrong..." The female voice, which could barely be called sweet, lacked her usual affectation and spoke in a weak and exhausted tone. "Please, please stop irritating your father. If you have any complaints, you can come to me. Your father really can't stand any more provocation right now..."
Jing Rong suddenly opened his eyes, then sat up and asked seriously: "What's going on?!"
"Your father had been fine these past few days. After dinner tonight, Assistant Zhang called and we chatted a lot. He was in a good mood, but when he got to the topic of your situation, he got mad. After he hung up, his face turned red with anger. I had to work hard to talk him down. He then locked himself in his study for several hours. I realized something was wrong, so I went there with Doctor Chen. I saw your father slumped over on the table. I checked his phone and saw that he had recently spoken to you... Jingrong, your father's current physical condition means he can't handle the slightest bit of stress. He doesn't want you to worry, so we're all keeping it a secret for him. But what about you? Are you going to kill him with anger?!"
Jing Rong's heart trembled, and he asked calmly, "What's going on now?"
The other party paused and said tiredly, "After all, we don't have the facilities at home. He was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and is still in a coma." After saying that, she closed her eyes and said, "Don't rush over. I just called to remind you to be careful. Your father doesn't want you to worry about these things so that you can focus on your work."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone. Jing Rong sat at the head of the bed and stared at the phone for a while. It was already past twelve o'clock. She had slept for nearly three hours and couldn't fall asleep anymore. She got up and went to the living room, curled up on the sofa and watched the evening TV programs boredly.
Like Jingrong, the Quan family and Big Bang also had trouble falling asleep. Except for Quan Zhilong, everyone in Big Bang chose to go back to the dormitory. Once they got home, they no longer had any worries and began to discuss enthusiastically.
"Ah, what on earth does sister-in-law mean? Why don't you want to marry me?"
"I don't know. Do you think she is shy?" top asked curiously.
"How is that possible?" Seungri said worriedly. "It seems a bit complicated. If you don't want to get married, what's the point of continuing this relationship? Can Jiyong tolerate it?"
Taiyang nodded: "Also, we let the cat out of the bag in front of Auntie and revealed the truth. Although we tried to remedy it later, judging from Auntie's expression, she should have guessed it and might also mind Jingrong's rejection."
Dacheng was a little anxious: "What should I do? Didn't I harm my sister-in-law?!"
At the critical moment, TOP was able to hold the situation. He calmly said, "Things have come to this point. It's useless for us to guess blindly. We might as well wait until we have time to find Zhilong and the others to ask them clearly. Only when we know the whole story can we find a way to help them."
"That's right." Seungri stood up and stretched. "Besides, they were just minor incidents before, so it was okay for us to get involved. But now things are complicated. Since Brother Zhilong didn't say anything, we should not act rashly."
The four brothers reached a consensus at once, but things were not so smooth for G-Dragon.
As soon as G-Dragon returned home, he was faced with the stern face of his usually kind mother. Normally, his mother would not even say a harsh word to G-Dragon, so when her face darkened, G-Dragon instantly became alert.
"Mom and Dad, I'm home." Quan Zhilong forced himself to cheer up, walked over with a smile on his face, sat down between his parents, and asked, "Is my sister home yet?"
Father Quan nodded and said, "I went back a long time ago."
Quan's mother didn't say anything. Quan Zhilong smiled and put his arm around her shoulders: "Mom, you don't look very happy. Who made you angry? Let me help you vent your anger!"
"Besides you, who else would make me so worried!" Mother Quan said bluntly, pointing her finger at Quan Zhilong's forehead, "Still laughing, you still can laugh!"
Quan Zhilong played dumb and asked, "What's wrong, Mom?"
No one knows a child better than his mother. Mother Quan just sneered and asked directly: "Did you propose to your girlfriend today? Did she refuse?"
Quan Zhilong's expression fell and he said calmly, "Oh."
"Oh what?" The anger that Quan's mother had suppressed with great difficulty rose again. She glared at Quan's father, who knew what she was doing and quickly tried to calm her down with his eyes. When Quan's mother looked away, she caught a glimpse of her son's slightly haggard face. Her heart softened, and her tone softened as well. She asked with a sigh, "What are you thinking?"
Quan Zhilong raised his lips and smiled sarcastically. What was he thinking? What was the point of thinking?
Mother Quan didn't need his answer. Seeing that he was stunned by her question, she wasn't surprised and said calmly, "I think she was right to refuse. You two are too different. And with the Xue family's background, her father wouldn't agree to you being together... I assume you haven't met her father yet, right?"
"Mom?!" G-Dragon looked at her in disbelief.
Mother Quan looked away, not meeting his gaze. She rubbed her temples tiredly and said, "I'm your biological mother, and I don't have a perverted hobby of exposing my son's scars. It's just that Zhilong, you're 25. When your father was his age, your sister was already several years old. You should be more mature. This matter is indeed difficult to face. When I learned that my proud son proposed to the girl he loved and was rejected, I couldn't believe it either. I was even as angry as you. But Zhilong, you proposed to her because you loved her and wanted to be with her for the rest of your life. Similarly, she had her own reasons for rejecting you. Did you ask her for her reasons?"
G-Dragon looked away, silent as he stared at his hands. This was his style when he didn't want to talk, but this time his parents wouldn't give in to his wishes. Not everything goes as you expect, and this time, the situation was so serious that even his parents, who had always tolerated him, insisted on their own ideas.
"Is it because she doesn't like you enough? Or is it because she's too young and hasn't made up her mind yet? Or is there another reason?"
"Mom!" G-Dragon shouted in a low voice with some embarrassment. Although his mother kept asking him the so-called reason, there was actually no need to ask. They could all guess that two people in love could not be together. Apart from the fact that they were not a good match, what other reason could there be?
"Just pretend you don't know anything about this, nothing happened, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Mother Quan's nose felt sore and she almost burst into tears. "Silly child, I don't mean to force you, but if it's destined to have no ending, what can we change by pretending to be stupid? What you need to do is face it calmly, just like when you left S/M and chose YG. At that time, no one knew where your next path would be, or even whether you could find a way out in this field. But what we all knew was that continuing to spend time at S/M was just a waste of our youth and talent! It was so hard back then. It would pass if we just persevered, right?"
Father Quan had been silent the entire time, but now he echoed his wife's words: "Your mother is right. Even if you don't give up on her, she will eventually give up on you. The ending is already determined. There's no point in persisting. It's better to get rid of it as soon as possible."
"Then wait until you're abandoned." Quan Zhilong said lightly, looking nonchalant. Quan's mother finally couldn't hold back and turned around to hug him and burst into tears: "My poor child..."
Quan Zhilong's eyes were slightly red, and he reached out and patted his mother's shoulder: "I'm sorry, Mom, I made you worry..."
Mother Quan cried even louder, and Father Quan turned his face away unable to bear it.
Jingrong had changed all the channels for the third time, but he felt more and more annoyed. Finally, he stood up, picked up his cell phone, and called Dr. Chen.
"Doctor Chen."
"Ms. Xue?" Doctor Chen was very surprised. "I wonder what you want from me so late at night?"
Jing Rong carefully heard a hint of fatigue in Dr. Chen's voice, and somewhat believed what Mrs. Xue said. With a sinking heart, he asked, "Excuse me, is my father okay?"
Doctor Chen felt relieved upon hearing this and replied immediately, "President Xue is doing well and is recovering..."
"I'm sorry, Doctor Chen." Jing Rong interrupted him directly, "I'm not calling you at this time to hear your monotonous answer."
Doctor Chen paused and smiled awkwardly: "Haha, what do you mean, Miss Xue?"
"I heard my father fainted again tonight. How is he now?"
Doctor Chen was silent for a moment, then he put away his pretense of ease and asked in a low voice, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor Chen, according to seniority, it's not an exaggeration for me to call you uncle. You've been taking care of my father all these years, and you know his condition best... Please tell me the truth. I'll talk to my father."
"Actually, I've suggested telling you straight a long time ago, but President Xue has always disagreed, so we haven't dared to act rashly. Miss Xue, to be honest, President Xue's condition is very poor right now. Even if he's recuperating in the countryside now, it won't help..."
Doctor Chen spoke a lot of technical terms to Jingrong. Jingrong listened quietly, her face growing increasingly gloomy. She thought she had everything under control. Even if there were some unexpected situations, they would be minor. Everything was fine now. But if President Xue's health had deteriorated to this point, how could she bear to complete the task before he left? But what would she do with the one-year deadline?
From the time he accepted the mission until now, Jing Rong has followed the plan for every step and every decision, and has never lost his direction because of this strange world. But at this moment, Jing Rong really doesn't know what to do.
In fact, the original owner was already dead. If she completed anything and then left, the other party would not be able to be resurrected. However, President Xue did not know about this. He only knew that his daughter had passed away. It was a tragedy for the elderly to send off the young. Even a healthy old man could not bear it, not to mention President Xue's current exhausted body. If she was the last straw that broke the camel's back, even if she returned home safely, she would never be able to rest in peace for the rest of her life.
What should she do?
"Ms. Xue?" Jing Rong was silent for too long, so Doctor Chen asked, "Ms. Xue, are you listening?"
"Yes." Jing Rong came back to his senses, "Thank you, Dr. Chen, for telling me the truth."
"This is what I should do." Doctor Chen smiled and asked, "What are Miss Xue's plans now?"
"What do you suggest?"
"I suggest that Miss Xue spend more time with President Xue when she has time, keep him in a good mood, and try to meet all his requests so that he can have a relaxing and happy life."
Jing Rong hesitated: "I..."
Doctor Chen said in a deep voice, "President...you don't have much time left. So what if you just lie?"
Jing Rong was silent for a moment, then asked, "How is father now?"
"We're out of danger."
"Did you wake up midway?"
"Yeah, I woke up once."
"That's good." Jing Rong was speechless again. Doctor Chen thought for a moment and asked, "Mrs. Xue told you about the president's matter, right?"
"Um?"
"Just asking, Miss Xue, the president's current health condition won't help him in the countryside. I suggest that we wait until his condition stabilizes and then move him back to the main hospital, where the medical facilities will be much better."
"No problem. When?"
"The sooner the better."
Jing Rong was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "No problem, I'll go there early tomorrow morning."
"No need..." Doctor Chen didn't expect Jingrong to be so straightforward and couldn't help but advise her. Although this was his suggestion, a professional one from a medical perspective, as President Xue's employee, he shouldn't have said these words to Jingrong, regardless of the President's instructions, and... even hinted at her to persuade President Xue. Doctor Chen had been President Xue's family doctor for so many years and knew President Xue's temper better than anyone else. Although he might treat his only daughter differently than he did others, that was only in his heart. On the surface, President Xue had never been polite to his daughter. Now, even if Jingrong went to persuade him in person, he might not listen. He might even scold Jingrong.
Jing Rong chuckled: "Doctor Chen, I know what you mean. It would be better if I bring this up with my father. Don't worry, I will make arrangements."
"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Xue."
"Don't be like that. I should be the one thanking Dr. Chen for his reminder."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Rong dialed Zheng Yunhao's number without hesitation. It was almost two o'clock in the morning. Although Zheng Yunhao answered the phone quickly, his voice was still full of sleepiness.
"Sorry to bother you so late."
Jung Yunho sat at the head of the bed, rubbing his eyes dazedly, then turned on the bedside lamp. When he saw the caller ID on his phone, he thought he had drifted off to sleep. It wasn't until he heard Jingrong's voice that he finally woke up. He chuckled and said, "I told you a long time ago that there's no need to be so polite between us. Jingrong, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Jing Rong didn't exchange pleasantries with Zheng Yunhao and asked directly, "Are you free tomorrow?"
Jung Yunho paused. Tomorrow his agent was taking him to sign a new commercial, but signing the contract was just a formality. Even if he didn't go, the company would at most say a few words. Even if he didn't get the commercial, it wouldn't matter to him. His thoughts quickly shifted, and Jung Yunho replied, "No work scheduled, what's wrong?"
Jing Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Having known Jung Yunho for such a long time, he rarely had time off from work. It was unlikely that it was such a coincidence that he would have no schedule when she came to him for something. However, Jing Rong did not have the energy to get to the bottom of it. Since Jung Yunho said he had no work, even if he really had one, he could easily handle it - at least it was not an important job.
If Jung Yunho's manager were here, he'd probably be jumping up and down. What do you mean by "not important"? What do you mean by "nothing"? With so many people vying for this endorsement, does he really think he's the God of Wealth, that he can just wave his hand and people will cry and shout for contracts?!
Jing Rong said directly: "Since you are fine, can I ask you for a favor? I have to go to the countryside to visit my father tomorrow and discuss something with him. I am afraid I can't convince him by myself."
"It's okay." Zheng Yunhao nodded without thinking. The reason was simple. When he met Chairman Xue several times, he was always treated very well by him. So it didn't surprise him that Jingrong would make this request. "How is Uncle doing recently?"
Jing Rong paused and said, "Not very good."
"What's wrong?" Zheng Yunhao was startled and asked with concern.
Jing Rong collapsed onto the sofa and told me everything: "Mrs. Xue called me today and said that my father fainted in the study at night. Although he is out of danger now, I asked Dr. Chen carefully, and he said that the situation is not good, and..." At this point, Jing Rong bit his lip and said with some guilt, "Father is recuperating in the countryside. His health has never been good, and it's not as optimistic as they told me. Dr. Chen said... he doesn't have much time left..."
Zheng Yunhao naturally knew what Jingrong's tone meant. It was rare to hear her speak so softly, even with a hint of weakness. He felt a little distressed, and could not care about anything else. He just gently advised: "It's not your fault, Jingrong. Ever since your uncle fell ill, you've been under a lot of pressure. You have to take care of the company's affairs and take care of your uncle. It's normal to be a little careless. Besides, since your uncle is deliberately hiding it from you, no matter how capable you are, you can't easily find out the clues."
"I know, but... my father fainted today because of me..." Jing Rong looked out the window with red eyes, "If he hadn't been rescued in time this time, how could I have saved my face..."
"Jingrong!" Zheng Yunhao interrupted her harshly, "Listen, this is not entirely your fault. Everyone can make mistakes, not to mention that you didn't know about your uncle's condition before, so this matter is excusable. Besides, even if it is your fault, people can't just focus on mistakes all their lives. Time is still moving. We should look forward and correct where we went wrong. Don't make the same mistake again next time. If you feel sorry for your uncle, then we will behave well and make it up to him. Guilt can't change anything!"
"I know." Jing Rong looked up at the ceiling and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Jung Yunho smiled. "Then I'll go with you tomorrow. What are you going to discuss with your uncle?"
"Doctor Chen suggested moving my father back to the main hospital. After all, the medical facilities here are mature, and if there's an emergency, we won't have to deal with the chaos we had today. I think this is a good suggestion, but my father will definitely not agree. He's probably worried that if his condition becomes known, someone might harm the company or me."
Jing Rong paused and didn't say anything. Even if she didn't say it, Zheng Yunhao understood what she meant. For a moment, he felt mixed emotions. He was born in a family like that. To say that he was a child of destiny was no different. However, in order to stick to his dream, he concealed his background. He was a trainee since he was a child. He was no different from other children. He relied entirely on his sweat and talent to get to his current position step by step. A few years ago, even the company didn't know about his family situation. He has always been proud of the fact that he achieved success without relying on his background. When he was young, he concealed his background just to save face. Now that he has made a name for himself, there is really no need to disclose their family background. But now, he and G-Dragon are rivals in love. Compared to him, G-Dragon has the advantage of having known Jing Rong for a long time and having a deep relationship with her. However, it was only because of his family background that he turned the tide and won.
Of course, no matter how much he sighed, Zheng Yunhao would not be stupid enough to reject Jingrong's proposal. He knew what he wanted since he was a child, and he also knew that sometimes the process was not important. As long as he had the chance to be with Jingrong, he would make her fall in love with him. Besides, even if he was not there, there would be others. With Jingrong's current guilt towards President Xue, she believed that no matter who President Xue wanted her to marry, she would not refuse. Therefore, the girl he liked was right in front of him and within his reach. Why should she be given to an outsider?
Zheng Yunhao understood what Jingrong meant. Similarly, Jingrong also knew what Zheng Yunhao's silence meant. She chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'm breaking up with him tomorrow."
Jung Yunho paused, a surge of uncontrollable joy welling up in his heart, but it was also followed by pity. He knew that he had completely fallen into this girl's hands. He smiled bitterly and said, "There's no rush. After all... you've been together for such a long time, you should talk it out."
"I know." Jing Rong said solemnly, "Although you always say that there is no need to be polite in our relationship, you always give me a helping hand unconditionally when I need it. I can't help but be grateful. Zheng Yunhao, thank you so much."
"You're so serious, I feel embarrassed." Zheng Yunhao smiled and said, "It's late now, you should go to bed early. I'll pick you up at 7 o'clock tomorrow, is that okay?"
"Can."
"Okay, see you tomorrow. Good night."
"Well, good night."
Jing Rong said that she broke up with G-Dragon, but she didn't need to say it in person, because G-Dragon would know everything by tomorrow.
This time, Jingrong and Zheng Yunhao left openly. Chairman Xue felt much better when he saw Jingrong bringing Zheng Yunhao with him. He knew that what he said last night had worked, and he forced a smile to Jingrong.
In fact, President Xue had always asked Jing Rong not to come to see him, to be careful not to attract the media and let others find out. In fact, as a father, who doesn't want his children to serve him in person at the bedside? But compared to him, the safety of the Xue Group is more important. For so many years, the Xue Group has been supported by President Xue. Jing Rong has only made some progress this year, but this is only compared with her peers. She is still far from good enough to inherit the group from President Xue. Moreover, she is a girl and has no brothers or uncles to help her. Once the news of President Xue's illness spreads, Jing Rong will be isolated and helpless. This is why President Xue wanted Jing Rong and Zhang Jingran to marry before. The two of them have a reasonable relationship, and Zhang's support for Jing Rong is justified. However, after several observations, President Xue realized that Jing Rong and Zhang Jingran had no chemistry at all, but they had a sense of mutual admiration. Jing Rong was also a good friend of Zhang Jingran's cousin, and Zhang Jingran somewhat treated her as a sister. One was his daughter, and the other was a younger generation he cared about. He didn't want to force them. Besides, Jingran was a smart kid. He had solemnly explained the matter to him last time. If he was worried, he could ask his father to recognize Jing Rong as his goddaughter. Then others would be a little wary of her for the sake of the Zhang family.
To be honest, President Xue did consider this. A father always has to think more about his daughter. Even if it was an arranged marriage, he hoped Jingrong would marry a man who truly loved and cared for her, so that he could take care of her for the rest of her life. Zhang Jingran had absolutely no interest in that regard towards Jingrong, and it was indeed not suitable.
The appearance of Zheng Yunhao really made Chairman Xue feel relieved. It can be seen that he really likes Jingrong and doesn't even mind that she has a boyfriend. Moreover, Zheng Yunhao's background is much stronger than that of the Zhang family. After all, in this era, the rich still do not fight with the officials. With the support of the Zheng family and the relationship with the Zhang family, his daughter will not live too badly after he leaves.
Not only Jingrong understood President Xue's thoughts, but Zheng Yunhao also understood them. He didn't mind following President Xue's path at all, so he took the initiative to visit President Xue several times.
"Dad, how do you feel today?" The conditions of the hospital in the countryside are limited, and the environment is not as good as that in Seoul. President Xue can only endure one night. He couldn't wait to send someone to send him home from the hospital early this morning. Jing Rong sat on the chair in front of the bed and asked.
"Not bad." President Xue forced himself to cheer up, half-sitting up, glancing at the two of them, and asked calmly, "Have you had breakfast?"
Jung Yunho smiled and said, "Not yet. We left at seven o'clock."
Without President Xue saying anything, Mrs. Xue immediately said, "Wait a moment, I'll bring it to you." She also pulled the special nurse next to her out of the room and closed the door.
There were only three of them in the room. Jing Rong didn't hesitate and said directly, "Dad, I want to discuss something with you. Shall we go home today?"
President Xue shook his head without a second thought: "Where to go back to? Why go back? I'm living comfortably here, don't even think about asking me to go back."
The author has something to say: Ahem, I really wanted to divide the update into two chapters, but I had a headache today and almost failed to complete the task. I cruelly locked 10,000 words in the small dark room and didn’t escape until I finished coding them all ┭┮﹏┭┮Please forgive me.
Today is Girls' Day and tomorrow is Women's Day. No matter what, I wish you all a happy holiday.
A girl said that there will be more chapters tomorrow, and asked me to add some sweet extra chapters while I am being sad. I want to know if you really like this way╮╭?
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