Qiu Mang drank a few sips of water to calm herself down. After thinking for a moment, she said, "That man bought so many things for Tian Jingjing, so the two of them must meet often in private. By the way, didn't you take some photos? I think we should try to find out the man's identity first, and then plan our next move to deal with him."
“That makes sense!” Han Bing nodded in agreement and then sent the photo to the company’s employee who was in charge of intelligence gathering.
Less than five minutes later, Han Bing received a feedback message on her phone. She couldn't wait to open the man's information, and the more she read, the angrier she became, cursing incessantly.
"Damn it, this is outrageous! This man is actually that love-struck boss! They're having an affair right under his nose! This man has a wife and kids, and he's cheating on his family and stealing his subordinate's girlfriend. He's shameless!"
"And what does Tian Jingjing see in this old man? He's almost as old as her father, doesn't he find him old-fashioned? She'd rather leave behind such a good, love-struck man than mess around with this old guy and demean herself. I'm speechless!"
After venting her anger, Han Bing threw her phone heavily on the table, her chest heaving violently, and she could barely speak.
Qiu Mang sighed helplessly, and inadvertently looked up at the opposite side, only to see that Ji Lun had already packed up the seafood soup and was preparing to leave.
But the moment he turned around, Qiu Mang saw his face clearly and exclaimed in surprise, "He... he was in a fight?"
Han Bing followed Qiu Mang's gaze and frowned as well. "Holy crap, what kind of 'trouble-attracting' constitution does he have? Not only did he get cheated on, but he also got beaten up. How tragic is that?"
Qiu Mang looked equally puzzled. Han Bing, ever impatient, stood up without saying a word and said, "You wait here, I'll go ask!"
Before the words were even finished, the person had already strode out.
"Hey! What are you doing here?"
Just as Ji Lun was about to step out of the restaurant, he felt someone gently pat his shoulder from behind. He turned around and saw Han Bing looking at him arrogantly.
Ji Lun struggled to open his swollen and heavy eyelids, forced a smile, and explained, "Qiu Mang is away on a business trip, isn't she? She asked me to look after the child since there's no one to take care of her."
Looking at Ji Lun's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, Han Bing's tone softened unconsciously as she asked with concern, "How...how did you get this injury?"
Ji Lun raised his hand and scratched his head, saying with a wry smile, "I... I'm sorry, Miss Han, this is my privacy, and I don't really want to talk about it."
"Not going to talk?" Han Bing leaned against a pillar, crossed her arms, and raised an eyebrow. "Do you believe that even if you don't tell me, I can still find out?"
Ji Lun had good luck today, earning 200,000 yuan, and was in a particularly good mood. When he saw Han Bing acting like a spoiled princess, he didn't take it to heart, just thinking it was a childish temper. He said calmly, "Then, if I tell you, can you promise to keep it a secret for me? Especially don't tell Qiu Mang and Jingjing, I'm afraid they'll worry."
Tian Jingjing? Worried?
Hearing this, Han Bing couldn't help but roll her eyes, but she didn't refute it. She just took out a lollipop from her pocket, neatly unwrapped it, popped the candy into her mouth, and replied, "Okay, go ahead and say it!"
Ji Lun subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes, but as soon as his fingers touched his eyelids, he hissed in pain.
Seeing this, Han Bing took out a tube of ointment from her pocket and handed it to him, "Here! This ointment is for you, it works really well. Han Feng used to get into trouble outside all the time, and my parents would put this on him, and he would get better very quickly!"
"You still have the habit of carrying ointment with you?" Ji Lun asked, somewhat surprised.
"It's all because of Han Feng. When he was little, he would get into fights outside and come to me if he couldn't win. Every time, I had to help him settle things with those people and then apply medicine to his wounds. Over time, it became a habit," Han Bing said, pursing her lips.
Ji Lun couldn't help but chuckle softly and praised, "I didn't expect you to be so capable."
"That's right!" Han Bing said smugly, but she quickly remembered the important matter and asked, "By the way, weren't you going to tell me about this injury?"
With a wry smile, Ji Lun recounted his experience of going to the underground boxing ring in detail.
Upon hearing this, Han Bing's eyes widened. "You're kidding me? You're going to a place like that? With your physique, and you're not a professional, you'll just get beaten up!"
Ji Lun smiled and said nonchalantly, "You guessed right. Once I was on the field, I tried to dodge as much as possible and ran all over the place, but in the end, I still got hit quite a bit."
"If that's the case, why are you still going?" Han Bing asked, her face full of suspicion.
Ji Lun looked ashamed. "There's nothing I can do. I don't earn enough. For my and Jingjing's future, I need to earn more money."
"You can't earn money that could kill you! What if you get seriously injured? Your little bit of money won't even be enough to cover medical treatment!" Han Bing looked at him incredulously.
“I’ve already earned over two hundred thousand, enough to take Jingjing to Yushan Hot Springs. Today is the last day, we won’t go tomorrow.” Ji Lun’s tone was calm, as if he were stating something trivial.
"What? You risk your life to earn money just to take that woman to a hot spring? Are you kidding me!" Han Bing was both angry and anxious, her tone full of disappointment and frustration.
This love-struck fool was willing to risk his life to please that woman, and just now, she brazenly cheated on him in this very restaurant. The thought of all this made Han Bing feel nauseous, as if he had swallowed a fly.
"Miss Han, I have to rush back to take care of Qiu Li. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now," Ji Lun said, turning to leave.
"Wait!" Han Bing blurted out.
"Is there anything else?" Ji Lun stopped and looked at her.
Han Bing was eager to tell him everything she had seen Tian Jingjing fooling around with another man, but when she looked at the bruises and broken skin on his face, she couldn't bear it and swallowed her words.
"N-nothing...you can go now!" Han Bing gritted her teeth, said this, and turned to leave quickly.
Ji Lun carried the lunch he bought for Qiu Li, along with a newly purchased Barbie doll, and returned to Qiu Shui Ya Ju.
He patiently fed the little girl until she finished her meal, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
Aunt Zhou hadn't returned yet, and the house was empty. Ji Lun wandered around the living room aimlessly.
He walked onto the balcony and looked out the window, where a bustling and prosperous scene unfolded.
He thought of his suburban house and the two-hour commute he took every day, which had worn him down.
He closed his eyes and began to plan. After participating in a few more competitions and winning more prize money, he would rent a house nearby so that Jingjing wouldn't have to live with him in such a remote and dilapidated house.
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