Chapter 293: Slap Storm, Homecoming Day
Ji Qingwu remembered the slap mark on Duan Mingfeng's face.
Mo Lingling said angrily, "I just coaxed the young lady to sleep, and who knew a flower thief would suddenly come in."
Ji Qingwu had walked a long way and her legs were still a little shaky. She tried her best not to show anything strange and sat down, holding onto the back of the chair.
He said: "How do you know that the other person is a flower thief? What if he is a guest? What if he is looking for something with you?"
What if it’s Duan Mingfeng?
Mo Lingling recalled: "The man was wearing a black shirt and black pants, and a mask."
She sat down opposite Ji Qingwu and said, "Besides, how could a good person come here in the middle of the night? He didn't go through the main door, but came in through the window next to the eaves."
Ji Qingwu held his chin and asked, "How did you deal with that flower thief? Did he do anything to you?"
Mo Lingling replied, "It's strange to say, after Miss Jiujiu fell asleep, Shopkeeper Mi and I returned to my room. Just as I was about to talk about something, the little thief jumped in and went straight for Shopkeeper Mi."
If Mi Zhenchuan had not dodged in time, he would have been knocked unconscious and taken away by that man's palm.
Mo Lingling asked, "Fifth Miss, do you think he is a homosexual thief?"
Ji Qingwu’s fingers covered his chin, hiding the upturned corners of his lips.
Mo Lingling thought about it and felt that her guess was too outrageous.
Mi Zhenchuan is middle-aged and has gained weight and become out of shape. He may have been handsome when he was young, but now he has become a kindly man.
Mo Lingling waved her hands, she was so happy that she even laughed herself to death.
Ji Qingwu walked from early morning until almost dawn the next day before returning.
But Jiujiu was quiet and not afraid of strangers. She pulled Mo Lingling and Mi Zhenchuan to play house, but she didn't ask them to pretend to be parents.
Jiujiu had seen Ji Qingwu treating patients since she was a child. After returning to Lin'an, she had never been to the clinic and missed it very much.
Mi Zhenchuan dressed up as an old Chinese doctor, and Mo Lingling was the patient. The few of them played around for a while, and Duan Mingfeng, who was ordered to guard the dark corner of the clinic, saw everything.
After Jiujiu fell asleep, Duan Mingfeng saw Mi Zhenchuan sneak into Mo Lingling's room in the dark, and then he appeared with his face covered.
Ji Qingwu then asked, "Lingling, has Song Weike ever come to cause trouble before?"
Mo Lingling said, "No, after the fifth young lady left with Doctor Le, Mr. Song never came again."
Ji Qingwu's eyes turned.
Song Wei is the prime minister's son-in-law. When Prime Minister Su has time, he will definitely investigate his daughter's miscarriage. I wonder if he will cause trouble for the clinic again.
Mo Lingling looked at Ji Qingwu and saw that she did not look tired despite coming back so late. The key point was that her eyes were even brighter than before.
She was wrapped in plain clothes, sitting with her chin supported, occasionally tilting her head, revealing her charm.
The charm of a person is like the light of a lamp or the precious color of a pearl; it is an invisible thing.
Mo Lingling, who had been in the Two Prime Ministers' Pavilion, was too familiar with this posture. Isn't this the way the Empress Cheng's...
She shook her head. How dare she blaspheme her benefactor? She must be imagining things.
Mo Lingling rubbed her eyes and asked with concern, "Fifth Miss, why did you take so long? Are Doctor Le's patients difficult to treat?"
Ji Qingwu said: "...It is a bit difficult."
If it weren't for the help of the system, she would not even be able to get out of bed today.
Ji Qingwu's fair cheeks flushed slightly, and he said, "I'll go upstairs and rest for a while. In another hour, I'll bring Jiujiu back to the Ji family."
Mo Lingling stood up with her and asked in surprise, "Isn't the Fifth Miss going back to the Wei family?"
Ji Qingwu turned around and said, "What are you thinking about? Today is the day I return home."
Mo Lingling almost forgot about this.
I heard that she had to bring some things back home. Miss Ji must have not prepared anything since she left the clinic, and it would not be good for her to go back empty-handed on the day of her return.
Mo Lingling found a pen and paper at the counter and wrote a gift list, planning to take advantage of this time to go out and buy some things.
She pushed open the door of the clinic and looked at the man standing at the door with his arms folded.
Duan Mingfeng's face was gloomier than usual, and his eyes looked like a thunderstorm was about to burst into flames.
She was so frightened that she took a step back, tripped over the threshold and fell backwards.
Duan Mingfeng had no intention of pulling her, so Mo Lingling held on to the door frame to steady herself.
"Morning, Master Duan..."
Ever since she knew that this was the person who saved her on the boat, Mo Lingling felt ashamed and guilty every time she saw him.
Duan Mingfeng did not give way, but looked down at the paper in her hand. Most of the items on this list are preparations for a wedding, such as Golden Pig Liquor.
He frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Mo Lingling said: "Buy things."
She noticed the slap mark on his face and her eyes suddenly froze.
It's obvious that it was a woman who hit him, as the hand is almost the same size as hers.
Mo Lingling looked at his clothes from head to toe, then looked back at his face. No matter how stupid she was, she should have known who that person was last night.
She was nervous and asked stutteringly, "Master Duan, why, why are you here?"
Duan Mingfeng generously let her look at his face and said briefly: "Coincidentally, patrol."
"oh."
Seeing Mo Lingling just said "oh" and didn't say anything else, Duan Mingfeng's brows wrinkled.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
He came to her rescue, and she slapped him on the head. He deserved an explanation.
Mo Lingling glanced back and forth, not looking at him, and said, "No."
Then he said quickly: "I have to go shopping. I'm leaving first."
Duan Mingfeng lost his temper and raised his arm to stop her.
"You want to get married again, and you even like that old guy? At least Li Chengxun still has a face, what do you like about him?"
The undisguised contempt in his tone made Mo Lingling stiffen all over.
Old thing...are you talking about Shopkeeper Mi?
She realized that it was the gift list in her hand that caused him to misunderstand.
Mo Lingling said softly, "I'm not getting married. I'm just going to prepare a return gift for Miss Ji."
After saying that, she pushed him away and ran away quickly.
Duan Mingfeng, who was behind, had his cheeks puffed up from biting his teeth.
*
The Si hour has just passed.
Qiao sent Chunhua to the door three times to see if Ji Qingwu had returned.
Nanny Li said, "Madam, it's still early, the fifth young lady should still be on her way."
Qiao sat in the hall, unable to bear looking at the account book, and paced back and forth.
"My feelings are similar to Xiaowu's when she first returned to Lin'an. I want to see her, but I'm also afraid to see her."
Mrs. Qiao missed her daughter, but was also worried about seeing her not having a good life, and she was powerless to change it.
As soon as Ji Qingwu led Jiujiu down from the carriage, he saw Chunhua and knew in his heart that his mother could not wait any longer.
"Chunhua, there are some gifts in the car. Please take some people to move them down."
As soon as I entered the yard and walked towards Anjuyuan, I met Ji Qingyuan who was taking a walk with Old Lady Ji.
"Grandma, isn't this the fifth sister?"
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