The sky was just beginning to lighten in the early morning.
Ji Qingyu was awakened by the pain; he clutched his stomach and got out of bed.
"hiss!"
He frowned, got up, rummaged through the box, pulled out a piece of cloth, and staggered out the door.
"I've been so busy lately that I almost forgot this even existed!"
"The restaurant has been packed these past few days, this is really bad timing!"
He slowly made his way downstairs, leaning against the wall, and went to the kitchen to fetch a ladle of hot water that had been kept warm by a dying ember.
After cleaning up and returning to the room, seeing the red stain on the bed made his already unpleasant expression even worse.
"Never mind, let's change our clothes first!"
Ji Qingyu paced around in place, somewhat agitated.
The sheets need to be changed, but that's a huge undertaking, and he simply doesn't have the strength right now.
There were still some hours before it was fully light. Ji Qingyu changed out of her bloodstained clothes, intending to soak them in water until she recovered before washing them.
As he passed by Zhao Xin's room again, he couldn't help but feel worried.
“If she continues to stay here for a long time, then I’m afraid you’ll run into her sooner or later, and then you’ll definitely have a fight.”
"What if I upset Su Qinghe and she gets tired of my brother?"
"Is there any way to get her to stop living here?"
Lost in thought, Ji Qingyu walked forward with her head down. Just as she reached the stairwell, a pair of shoes suddenly came into view.
The shoes were very large, the size only a woman's feet would have.
“Su Qing…”
He thought it was Su Qinghe who had gotten up for her morning exercise, so he looked up to greet her, but instead saw another face.
The two looked at each other, neither of them reacting.
"..." He immediately swallowed the rest of the words.
It's Zhao Xin.
As soon as he saw clearly, he quickly lowered his head and turned back as if nothing had happened.
"stop!"
Zhao Xin snapped out of her daze, grabbed Ji Qingyu's shoulder, and tried to turn her around.
"Ah! What are you doing?"
Ji Qingyu screamed in panic and tried to pry her hands open with both hands.
"Lift your head up!"
Zhao Xin threatened with a gloomy face, turning the man around while still gripping his shoulder tightly.
The corridor on both sides of the second floor is lined with private rooms. Although the sky outside was already turning white, the light couldn't penetrate into the room. She had only managed to get a rough view of the two people because they were so close.
But she wasn't sure if it was him.
"My wife is inside. Please show some respect, my lady!" Ji Qingyu lowered her head, enduring the pain, and struggled with both hands.
He continued to pretend he didn't know her, trying his best to look like a man who had been offended by a stranger.
"Young master, you look like an old friend of mine. Raise your head, and I will only take one look. If it is not him, I will let go!"
Zhao Xin spoke coldly, increasing the pressure on his hand.
"Ugh!" Ji Qingyu groaned, her whole body tilting to the side where she was being grabbed in pain.
"I have never seen the Queen before, so she is certainly not the person you are looking for. My wife is waiting for me to return and serve her, so please let go!"
He finished speaking through gritted teeth, his back soaked in cold sweat from the pain.
"Since you are unwilling to cooperate, then I have no choice but to offend you!"
A cold glint flashed in Zhao Xin's eyes, and she reached out to pinch his chin.
Seeing that she couldn't get past the clothes, Ji Qingyu lowered her body and kicked her directly in the stomach.
"Get out of my way!"
"Hmm!"
Zhao Xin doubled over in pain after being hit in the stomach, and the hand gripping her shoulder suddenly loosened.
Freed from restraint, Ji Qingyu turned to run, but no one was holding his shoulder, and his other leg was still in mid-air.
With only one leg left to stand on, he wanted to turn around and run away, but his body couldn't keep up with his brain, and he fell flat on his backside.
"ah!"
He cried out in pain, and with that fall, he felt as if a flash flood had suddenly erupted there.
"It really was you!"
Zhao Xin roared angrily.
At this moment, she was bent over with her face down, and she could see clearly Ji Qingyu lying on the ground with her face raised.
"Since you're here, is that bitch Ji Yuan here too?!"
Zhao Xin rushed over and grabbed Ji Qingyu by the neck.
"Speak! Where is that bitch?" Her face contorted with rage as she yanked the person off the ground.
"Cough...I...I don't know...Let me go!"
Ji Qingyu tilted her head back, her face flushed red.
"You don't know? You were running together back then!" As she spoke, Zhao Xin tightened her grip even more.
"Speak up, or you'll regret it!"
"Cough cough...cough..." As the air grew thinner, tears involuntarily streamed down Ji Qingyu's face.
"Back then...it was you...who betrayed us, what are you pretending for!"
Ji Qingyu spoke haltingly, her hands too weak to push Zhao Xin due to lack of oxygen.
"Hmm?" Zhao Xin frowned. "You just said your wife is here, who is she?"
"His wife is me!"
The downstairs door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhao Xin felt a sharp pain in her arm.
"ah!"
She screamed and quickly pulled her hand back from Ji Qingyu's neck.
There was a small embroidery needle stuck in it!
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Ji Qingyu collapsed to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing incessantly.
Su Qinghe went up to the second floor in a few steps and kicked Zhao Xin, who was still clutching her hand and wailing, aside.
"Are you alright?" She hugged Ji Qingyu tightly and asked softly.
Ji Qingyu looked up at Su Qinghe, and for some reason, she suddenly felt very wronged. Her lips trembled, and she couldn't help but cry.
"Waaaaah... my stomach hurts..."
He hadn't felt anything when his neck was being choked, but now the bloating and pain in his stomach made him feel terrible all over.
"Huh? She kicked you?" Su Qinghe frowned and looked at his abdomen.
Logically, women here don't kick men in the stomach when they hit them, so why did he...?
"No!" Ji Qingyu obediently shook her head.
Su Qinghe was about to ask another question when she was interrupted.
"Who are you?"
Zhao Xin, who had almost been kicked down the stairs, finally recovered. She stood up, clutching her hand, and looked at the two people on the ground with a sinister gaze.
The restaurant was very busy, and every time she came, it was the manager, Wang Lin, who received her, so she never saw Su Qinghe.
"His wife, I have already answered you!"
Su Qinghe helped the person sit against the wall, then stood up and looked at her coldly.
"And who are you? Why are you bothering my husband?"
Seeing that she refused to reveal her name, Zhao Xin instantly felt relieved.
Hmph! Although he has some martial arts skills, he doesn't even dare to say his name. He's probably afraid of her revenge later. That's not the kind of person who has power or influence!
Having figured this out, Zhao Xin immediately had no more worries and looked up at Su Qinghe fiercely.
"I am her brother and sister-in-law!"
“?” Su Qinghe was stunned.
Just then, footsteps suddenly came from the stairs behind them, and then Lin Xi and Ji Yuan appeared in front of everyone, arm in arm.
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