Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Do you want to put your hand in?
Ji Qian has an operation to perform in the evening and cannot stay here for long.
Chi Ke didn't want to say too much and distract him from the operation, so he stopped teasing him after that and went to Chi Zhengbing's ward. He happened to see him waking up and greeted him in a friendly manner.
Chi Zhengbing was about to sit up alertly: "What are you doing? Don't come over here! Where is this? I want to call the police! Call the police!"
Chi Ke locked the door with his backhand: "Stop shouting, the soundproofing here is very good. Tell me, how much money do you want this time?"
The video in Chi Zhengbing's hand can't be said to be serious, but it can't be said to be not serious either.
In order to understand the whole story, he called Lu Lijuan on the way as the original owner and asked her about it.
At that time, Chi Zhengbing fell and his legs were paralyzed, and he lay in bed going crazy. One time, when Lu Lijuan went to feed him, she accidentally choked him. He was so angry that he grabbed Lu Lijuan's hair and slammed her head against the bedside table, causing blood to flow.
Later, he became more and more excessive and started beating the original owner as well. If he couldn't beat her, he would treat his wife even more brutally.
But Lu Lijuan did not resist, nor was she willing to resist. The original owner could not bear to see her mother being treated like that, so she could only kneel in front of the bed and be beaten.
Until he couldn't bear it anymore. He saw Chi Zhengbing drinking two bottles of beer and half a bottle of white wine for dinner. Thinking about how his family was so poor that they could barely make ends meet, his hatred suddenly overwhelmed his reason. He dissolved a box of anti-inflammatory drugs in milk, thinking about just letting the person die.
Who knew that Chi Zhengbing used his mobile phone to record videos at home all day that day.
Because Lu Lijuan said that the family had no money to buy alcohol, he didn't believe it and thought it was just an excuse to fool him, so he placed his mobile phone in the corner to record the conversation, wanting to see if the other party hid money when he was not paying attention. Before going to bed, he took back his mobile phone to check, and happened to see his own son drugging her. He was so scared that he broke into cold sweats, smashed the milk on the bedside table, and shouted at Lu Lijuan to go crazy.
It goes without saying that the original owner must have been beaten badly that day.
But Chi Zhengbing did not call the police.
Because when the original owner was about to be beaten to death, he took out his pocket money in order to ask for forgiveness. Chi Zhengbing roughly counted it and found that there was more than a thousand yuan. He discovered a business opportunity and quietly hid the video.
During that time, he really behaved like a good father. He probably knew that revealing his true face would lead to a fight between his own son and himself, so he pretended to be fully recovered and was able to fight back against his son before he started to act recklessly again.
The original owner was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. He was so panicked after being drugged, let alone other things. Under the suppression, his personality gradually became timid, cowardly and sensitive, and he allowed others to beat and scold him.
He actually mustered up the courage to persuade Lu Lijuan to divorce, but that was the first time he was slapped in the face by his own mother.
After marrying Chi Zhengbing, Lu Lijuan has always been careful to maintain the marriage.
Chi Ke didn't know why, but from the phone call just now, he vaguely felt that Lu Lijuan had some...resentment and fear towards the original owner, as well as a little bit of imperceptible guilt.
Such complex emotions become even more complicated when they happen between mother and child.
Lu Lijuan begged him not to break up with her father. After all, he was the one who made the mistake first. She should just give in and lend her spare money to her father. She would work to pay him back.
I think this set of rhetoric has been used countless times. Otherwise, with the original owner's personality, if he dared to commit suicide, how could he not dare to go to the police station to throw away the jar?
Anyway, he was a minor at the time, and as long as he found a good lawyer, he might not be punished. The reason he didn't go could only be because he was concerned about his biological mother.
Chi Ke plans to meet with Lu Lijuan in person to discuss this next time. Before that, he will delay Chi Zhengbing first and it won’t be too late to deal with it later.
Hearing that he wanted to pay, Chi Zhengbing gradually calmed down and said arrogantly: "I won't argue with you anymore. Five million, pay me all at once, and I'll delete the video."
"Okay," Chi Ke nodded, "but I need some time."
Chi Zhengbing looked at him incredulously: "You are a favorite of the big boss in your current job, and you can't come up with five million?"
"I'm just an employee. How much can I earn in a year? You can check. I don't even have a hundred thousand in savings now." Chi Ke didn't lie. He took out all the cash he had earlier to make the beauty smile, and he hadn't taken back the second sum yet.
Chi Zhengbing lowered his voice: "How long will it take you?"
"Half a year." Anyway, this matter would be over soon, so Chi Ke casually said a deadline.
"Give me two million first in two months." Chi Zhengbing was in urgent need of money, otherwise he would not have taken such a risk.
"Okay." Chi Ke took out his cell phone, "Leave me your contact information and I'll contact you when the time comes."
Chi Zhengbing had just unlocked the door when he heard him ask, "Who told you that I work for a boss and have money?"
"That's it..." Chi Zhengbing's voice instantly rose more than twice as high as before, "I'll know once I ask! What? You still want to hide it from me?!"
Chi Ke did not comment: "I'll contact you then."
…
When I came out of the ward, Ji Qian had not yet finished the operation.
He went to the office to wait for someone and met Leng Baiyao who had not left yet.
"Are you okay?" Leng Baiyao asked politely.
Chi Ke replied politely: "It's okay."
"That's good." Leng Baiyao didn't ask who the person he sent to the hospital was, but said, "Do I really have to wait until July to get engaged?"
"Yeah." Chi Ke opened Ji Qian's cabinet and took out two bottles of juice. "Are you in a hurry?"
"Thank you." Leng Baiyao took the juice and shook his head, "It's not urgent."
Chi Ke: “Oh.”
Leng Baiyao: "..."
Don’t ask anymore?
After a while.
Leng Baiyao: "Actually, it's not completely unhurried."
Chi Ke raised his eyes.
It was obvious that Chi Ke didn't want to interfere in other people's marriages, but Leng Boyao insisted, "I'm afraid I'll regret it after a while."
Chi Ke persuaded himself for a minute before he finally said, "Why?"
"First, our marriage is arranged, and we have no feelings for each other, but we will definitely live together after marriage. I am not used to having my private space disturbed, so I have never wanted to get married." Leng Baiyao said clearly, "And our living habits are different. She likes to drink, smoke, and play games. She goes to bed at three or four in the morning every day, and I have to go to bed before eleven at night. This is destined to make our married life inharmonious."
"It does sound difficult." Chi Ke said, "Is this just one point?"
"Yes, the second point is more serious." Leng Baiyao crossed his hands and supported his chin seriously, "I suspect she is in love."
“Ahem—”
Chi Ke choked on the juice.
Who is in love?
Su Jinmian?
Is that Miss Su who has such a big appetite that she wants to swallow up the Ji family and even proposes to Ji Qian for marriage?
"I have evidence." Leng Baiyao said solemnly, "She had an ex-boyfriend who fell into the sea while traveling in Iceland. He might have been buried in the belly of a whale. She still has a necklace around her neck that her ex-boyfriend gave her. It was something she made herself. To be honest, it's very ugly. It's a weirdly shaped metal thing. I don't understand how someone can have such poor craftsmanship. I can bake one that looks better than that one."
Chi Ke calmly drank the juice: "The topic has been diverted, young master."
"Sorry," Leng Boyao changed the subject, "Let's not talk about the necklace. She also has a computer that stores memories of her and her ex-boyfriend, and no one is allowed to touch it. Last time I went to her office, the computer was just lying on the floor, so I helped her pick it up and put it on the table. When she came back and saw it, she got really mad at me and ordered me not to touch anything of hers. Ha, it was really funny. She had a big fight with me just for a computer. Can you imagine how fierce she was at that time? I thought Zeus was angry, haha, did she think I really wanted to pick up the computer for her?"
"It's really tragic." Chi Ke asked in confusion, "But your marriage is arranged. Even if she is in love, doesn't like you, and doesn't let you touch her things...what does this have to do with your marriage?"
Leng Baiyao: “.”
Leng Baiyao clenched his fists and said proudly, "Boss Chi's questions are still so sharp that even my emotional cleanliness was discovered."
"You and Ji Qian are indeed friends." Chi Ke sighed, "People really do flock together."
"What? Are you guys secretly saying bad things about me?" Ji Qian pushed the door open and looked at Leng Baiyao with disdain, "Why don't you leave?"
Leng Baiyao was too lazy to argue with him: "I'm thinking about something."
"Have you figured it out?" Ji Qian mocked, "By the time you figured it out, the matchmaker's red string would have been cut."
Leng Baiyao's eyes were stern: "Have you figured it out?"
Ji Qian was displeased: "I have my own ideas."
Leng Baiyao sarcastically mocked: "By the time you have a clear idea, Cupid will have shot all his arrows."
Chi Ke calmly admired their quarrel. After drinking his juice, he clapped his hands twice. "You two are so outstanding. You know so much about Chinese and Western mythology. Were you enlightened by Manjusri and Metisto in your dreams when you were young?"
Ji Qian: “.”
Leng Baiyao: “.”
Ji Qian slid over to Chi Ke in his swivel chair: "Look at him, look at him, he's so grown up but still likes to quarrel with others, so childish!"
"? Do you have any shame?" Leng Baiyao felt that he had made a bad friend. Seeing Chi Ke's expression beside him, he didn't seem to be willing to speak up for others. He became even more angry, "I didn't have to come here for nothing."
"You're being polite." Chi Ke could only help clean up the mess for the person Ji Qian was bullying. "There are many things involved in an engagement, so it's impossible to make it too hasty. But it's okay to officially announce your 'relationship' in advance. I'll negotiate with the chairman and give you a reply next week."
"Thank you." Leng Baiyao was moved and wanted to shake hands, "Mr. Chi is still reliable."
Before leaving, he looked at Ji Qian one more time, and that look was full of deep meaning.
Leng Baiyao is very self-aware.
He knew it very well. If it weren't for Ji Qian, Chi Ke would not even bother to look at him.
Ji Qian, come on!
You must hold on to Chi Ke tightly like a python!
"Why did he wink at me?" Ji Qian was puzzled. "There was no conspiracy before."
Chi Ke looked at him lovingly: "It's okay, go and have your fun."
"Don't play by yourself, I want to play with you." Ji Qian pulled him up and walked towards the sofa, "Let's drink and talk. I'll make you some tea."
He skillfully boiled water, prepared tea leaves, scalded teacups and washed them. His movements were not as casual and pretentious as those people online, nor did he deliberately move quickly to show his proficiency. It was completely different from his usual high-profile style, and there was an inexplicable calmness about him, like an old artist.
Chi Ke guessed that for him, these were not hobbies that occasionally cultivated his sentiments, and had nothing to do with deliberateness. They were simply part of his life, so he would not use such commonplace little daily routines to open his screen.
The style and manners that Ji Qian occasionally revealed were something that Leng Baiyao did not have.
"Have you found out clearly?" Ji Qian asked, "What is the evidence in Chi Zhengbing's hand?"
"A video." Chi Ke retracted his gaze and did not elaborate on the content of the video. "It's actually nothing serious, but it's better to get it and delete it to save trouble. In addition, I also want to make an appointment to talk to Chi Yuanfan's mother."
"No problem. I'll make the appointment." Seeing that he didn't intend to say anything specific, Ji Qian felt a little depressed, but still didn't ask, "How do you plan to get the video out?"
"This is the 'handle' he thinks he can use to make a lot of money. He won't tell anyone, and he doesn't think of backing it up in various places. At most, it's on every phone and some cloud disk. It's not difficult to hack it." Chi Ke took the teacup and took a sip. "It tastes strong but not bitter. It tastes sweet quickly. It's a good tea."
Ji Qian knew he also knew about tea when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Of course not, bad tea cannot be used to entertain Mr. Chi."
Chi Ke pushed the empty teacup over to him and motioned for him to fill it up.
Ji Qian asked graciously, "Are you planning to find a hacker?"
Chi Ke raised his eyebrows.
I thought that law-abiding citizens would not think of these things.
The hacker method was inspired by the original work.
In the melodramatic novels, the quarrels among the wealthy families are always accompanied by hackers. The protagonist is a genius, and the villain is a big boss. Today, the male protagonist hacks into the second male protagonist's phone to check flight information, and tomorrow the third male protagonist hacks into the male protagonist's phone to read chat records. Even Xu Lemian can contact the computer big boss himself and ask him to help block the tracker...
It feels like all the hacker masters in the world have joined in this battle for love, and anyone can contact a hacker.
Since hackers are so easy to contact, there should be nothing wrong with him taking advantage of them, right?
"I'll make a list for you when I come back. You can contact me if you trust me." Ji Qian had listed all the important information when he first entered the book.
He has a good brain. Not to mention hacking, if Chi Ke wants to get rich, he can guess the stocks that will make money in the next three years based on a few hints mentioned in the book.
He has relied on this money for the past two years, otherwise he wouldn't be living such a comfortable life now.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ji Qian really began to consider stuffing all the money in the world into Chi Ke's pocket.
"Okay." Chi Ke knew that Ji Qian had his own connections, so he pushed the empty cup over again and asked, "How do you plan to ask Lu Lijuan out?"
"Don't drink anymore, it's late at night. If you drink too much, you'll get insomnia. You don't sleep well anyway." Ji Qian confiscated his cup. "Don't worry, I will definitely persuade her to come to S City. How about taking the May Day holiday and letting her bring Chi Yuanfan with her."
Chi Ke, who had no tea to drink, was tired from sitting. His waist ached, and he collapsed on the armrest of the sofa: "You decide."
"Okay, I'll tell you when I decide." Ji Qian started to wash the tea set.
Chi Ke tilted his head to look for a while, his waist still felt uncomfortable, so he changed his posture and leaned back on the sofa.
After a while, my neck felt tired, and when I lowered my head, my spine and waist felt sore.
He was a little annoyed and really wanted to pull out the spine and throw it away.
Just as I was trying to think of another lying position, someone suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me.
Before he could react, his head had already fallen into the pillow on Ji Qian's thigh.
"Lie down." Seeing that he was about to raise his head, Ji Qian pressed his head back unceremoniously, and his other hot hand fell on his waist, "I'll give you a press, don't move."
Chi Ke, face down with darkness in front of him: "..."
Without this pillow, this pose would be a bit...
"Did you lock the door?"
Chi Ke is very concerned about this.
Every time Xu Lemian and Leng Yunting had intimate contact in public, they would be seen by all kinds of people pushing the door open. At that time, he would dig his toes into the ground and almost have PTSD about public places.
Although they are not doing anything now, this posture is not very elegant and can be easily misunderstood.
"Locked." Leng Baiyao had a spare key to his office, and he locked the door when he went out. Ji Qian heard it, "Why didn't you tell me about your back pain recently? Is it frequent? Is the pain severe? I'll arrange a follow-up check for you."
"No, it's not that serious. It's just that you'll feel sore if you sit for too long."
Chi Ke had been buried in the pillow, feeling a little stuffy and having difficulty breathing. He moved his neck and turned his head - and saw Ji Qian's glittering golden belt and thin shirt.
This guy is afraid of heat, and he always feels warm in winter. Now that the weather is getting warmer, he has already put on his summer inner wear. The lines of his abdominal muscles under the thin layer of fabric are very eye-catching, and...
Moreover, they are not natural lines in a relaxed state. Judging from the visual effects alone, you can tell that they must be very stiff, either tense or tense.
He paused and turned his face away.
Straight man?
fine.
Forget it, at least the flag hasn’t been raised yet, so just pretend you don’t see it.
In fact, Ji Qian regretted it the moment he pulled the person over.
The man fell on his legs. On the surface, it was Chi Ke who was confused, but in fact, he was the stupid one. Chi Ke was not hurt, but he made the blood rush down his body.
It's so weird.
It's too weird.
Ji Qian had never been so tense before. He spoke less and pressed his waist in silence. His mind was a mess. He moved his hands purely by muscle memory and closed his eyes to brainwash himself:
I am a professional doctor, I am a professional doctor, I am a professional...Fuck, he is touching my legs!!
If Chi Ke knew what he was thinking, he would roll his eyes in silence.
In order to prevent too much physical contact with him, Chi Ke kept his hand curled up on his chest in grievance, but the other one was injured and could not be pressed, so it hung on the edge of the sofa and soon became engorged with blood. He had no choice but to shake it twice and politely put his hand on the knee in front of him.
As a result, before he could put it on tightly, the force from his lower back suddenly increased.
"Uh..." He shrank back and squinted his eyes in pain, "Are you practicing waist cuts?"
"I'm sorry." Ji Qian apologized quickly, slowing down his grip. He felt that he had to find a topic to divert attention and break the silence. "Hey, you have a thin waist."
“……”Chi Ke sighed.
It must be said that Doctor Ji’s technique was very good. Chi Ke was a little sleepy. He drooped his eyelids sleepily and responded lazily, “How thin?”
Ji Qian: “.”
How should I answer this?
He stretched out his thumb and middle finger to gesture, and his surprise immediately surpassed his embarrassment: "You can pinch through the clothes... What's your waist circumference? About 70?"
"No." Chi Ke didn't realize there was anything wrong with talking to him about waist circumference. He endured the sleepiness and said vaguely, "A little over sixty."
Very thin.
Ji Qian swallowed his saliva: "You, you should eat more."
"It has nothing to do with eating." He was born with low body fat and a light taste. Later, his stomach was damaged, making it even more difficult for him to gain fat.
His heart is not in good condition and he cannot exercise excessively. His muscles can only be kept at a thin level. With the body he had in his previous life, he might have died if he ran a few more steps. He would never be able to become as strong as Ji Qian.
and……
"Maybe my waist is thinner, so my overall circumference is thinner."
This should be innate.
At least among the people he knew, no one had a thinner waist than him. When he was hungry, his waist was so flat that he had no belly at all, so it was very obvious whether he was full or not. When he was full, his belly was a little bulging, and you could feel the obvious difference from usual.
"Oh, I see."
Ji Qian responded dryly.
Although Chi Ke didn't say the following words.
But Ji Qian somehow imagined that the supplement had been completed.
The veins on the back of Ji Qian's hand gradually became prominent. He grabbed the hem of his clothes and remained silent for a long time. Hearing the steady and gentle breathing of the man on his legs, he whispered, "Chi Ke, I suddenly have a... particularly presumptuous idea."
Chi Ke hummed, then said something startling in a calm manner: "Why? You want to put your hand in?"
Ji Qian: “!”
Is this something you can say?!
He stuttered: "No, ah, just a little bit, your words are too rough, I don't, it's not like that, ah..."
Chi Ke rubbed his eyes, not letting himself fall asleep irresponsibly, and yawned, "Why do you want to think about it?"
Ji Qian's ears were so red that blood seemed to drip out, and he was unable to speak.
Chi Ke was very considerate and gave him a way out: "Because I didn't listen to the doctor's advice, have you found a convenient way to check whether I'm eating well?"
Ji Qian widened his eyes slightly.
yes.
Such a perfect reason, why didn’t I think of it?
Just as he was about to nod, Chi Ke suddenly turned over.
The hand, which was suspended in the air and motionless on the upper part of his waist, just touched his waist through his clothes and finally stopped at his abdomen.
Ji Qian nodded halfway and couldn’t lift his head anymore. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person on his lap.
Chi Ke has been extremely busy these past few days and is now so sleepy that he can hardly open his eyes. There is a layer of mist in his clear eyes, but it cannot conceal the malicious teasing.
"How's it going, doctor? Have you found out the results? Can you feel it through the clothes? Or do I have to put my hand inside?"
Ji Qian pursed his lips lightly, the blush at the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious, and the palm of his stiff right hand was hot enough to cook an egg.
Chi Ke secretly sighed in his heart: The body of a person who lifts weights is full of firepower, so he doesn't even need a hot pack in the winter.
"...You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Ji Qian's voice was hoarse as if he was angry. His bangs drooped limply, blocking most of his vision. The thumb of his right hand on his stomach moved unconsciously, rubbing the soft fabric of his shirt. "Teacher Chi, you teased me on purpose, is it fun?"
Chi Ke did not make a scene, feeling helpless after being exposed. Instead, he observed his reaction with interest and reached out to push away the hand on his abdomen.
It was not easy to pluck it. It was obvious that the owner of the hand was reluctant to do so. He took some effort to lift it up and throw it aside.
"Do I look relaxed and generous? What benefit can I get from using my body to tease you?" Chi Ke asked instead of answering, "Compared to this question, I think my problem is more important."
Ji Qian always listens to him.
"You ask." Ji Qian said.
Chi Ke laughed: "Are you really thinking of this very presumptuous idea just to see if I have eaten well?"
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