Chapter 293 The Slap in the Face, Returning Home
Ji Qingwu recalled the slap mark on Duan Mingfeng's face.
Mo Lingling said angrily, "I had just put the young lady to sleep when a flower thief suddenly fell in."
Ji Qingwu had walked a lot, and her legs were still a little unsteady. She tried her best not to show anything unusual and sat down while holding onto the back of the chair.
He said, "How can you be so sure the other person is a womanizer? What if he's a customer? What if he's someone who needs your help?"
What if it's Duan Mingfeng?
Mo Lingling recalled, "The man was wearing black clothes and black pants, and he was also wearing a mask."
She sat down opposite Ji Qingwu and said, "Besides, what kind of good person would come over in the middle of the night and not use the main entrance, but instead come in through the window by the eaves?"
Ji Qingwu rested his chin on his hand and asked, "How did you deal with that womanizer? He didn't do anything to you?"
Mo Lingling replied, "It's strange, after Miss Qiuqiu fell asleep, Manager Mi and I went back to my room. We were just about to talk when that little thief jumped in and went straight for Manager Mi."
If Mi Zhenchuan hadn't dodged in time, he probably would have been knocked unconscious and taken away by that man with a single palm strike.
Mo Lingling said, "Fifth Miss, do you think he might be a homosexual womanizer?"
Ji Qingwu covered her chin with her fingers, obscuring the corners of her upturned lips.
Mo Lingling thought about it and realized that her guess was far too far-fetched.
Mi Zhenchuan is middle-aged and has become overweight and out of shape. He may have been handsome when he was young, but now he has developed a kind and gentle appearance.
Mo Lingling waved her hand, laughing heartily, and made herself laugh.
Ji Qingwu left at dawn and didn't return until almost daybreak the next day.
However, Qiuqiu was quiet and not shy. She pulled Mo Lingling and Mi Zhenchuan to play house, but not to make them pretend to be her parents.
Since she was a child, Qiuqiu had seen Ji Qingwu treat patients. After returning to Lin'an, she had not entered the clinic and missed it quite a bit.
Mi Zhenchuan disguised himself as an old Chinese medicine doctor, while Mo Lingling was the patient. The group played around for a while, which was all seen by Duan Mingfeng, who was ordered to guard the clinic from the shadows.
After Qiuqiu fell asleep, Duan Mingfeng saw Mi Zhenchuan sneak into Mo Lingling's room in the dark, which is why he appeared with his face covered.
Ji Qingwu then asked, "Lingling, has Song Wei come to cause any more trouble?"
Mo Lingling said, "No, after Fifth Miss left with Doctor Le, the man surnamed Song never came again."
Ji Qingwu's gaze shifted.
Song Wei is the prime minister's son-in-law. When Prime Minister Su has some free time, he will definitely investigate his daughter's miscarriage. I wonder if he will cause trouble for the clinic again.
Mo Lingling scrutinized Ji Qingwu. Seeing that she had returned so late, she did not look tired. More importantly, her eyes shone even brighter than before.
Dressed simply, she sat there with her chin propped up, occasionally turning her head to reveal her charming allure.
A charming demeanor in a person is like the light of a lamp or the luster of a pearl; it is an intangible thing.
Mo Lingling, who had once frequented the Liangxiang Pavilion, was all too familiar with this demeanor; wasn't this exactly how she appeared after receiving imperial favor...?
She shook her head, how could she dare to disrespect her great benefactor? She must be overthinking things.
Mo Lingling rubbed her eyes and asked with concern, "Fifth Miss, why did you take so long? Is it difficult to treat Doctor Le's patients?"
Ji Qingwu said, "...It is a bit difficult."
If it weren't for the system's help, she probably wouldn't even be able to get out of bed today.
Ji Qingwu's fair cheeks flushed slightly as she said, "I'll go upstairs to rest for a while, and then I'll take Qiuqiu back to the Ji family in an hour."
Mo Lingling stood up with her and asked in surprise, "Isn't Fifth Miss going back to the Wei family?"
Ji Qingwu turned around and said, "What are you thinking about? Today is my homecoming day."
Mo Lingling had almost forgotten about this.
I heard that one should bring some things when returning to one's parents' home. Miss Ji must have left the clinic without any preparation, so it wouldn't be good to let her return empty-handed on the day of her return.
Mo Lingling found paper and pen at the counter, wrote down a gift list, and planned to take advantage of this time to go out and buy some things.
She pushed open the door of the clinic and stared at the man standing there with his arms crossed.
Duan Mingfeng's face was even more gloomy than usual, and his eyes seemed to be about to flash with lightning and unleash a thunderstorm.
Startled, she took a step back, tripped on the threshold, and fell backward.
Duan Mingfeng didn't try to pull her up; Mo Lingling steadied herself by holding onto the door frame.
"Good morning, Lord Duan... Lord Duan."
Ever since she learned that this was the man who saved her on the ship, Mo Lingling felt both ashamed and guilty whenever she saw him.
Duan Mingfeng didn't step aside, but instead looked down at the list in her hand. The list mostly contained items for the wedding preparations, such as a golden pig and liquor.
He frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Mo Lingling said, "Buy something."
She noticed the handprint on his face, and her eyes suddenly froze.
It was obviously done by a woman; the size of her hand is about the same.
Mo Lingling looked him up and down, then back at his face. Even a fool would know who that person was last night.
Her heart pounded with anxiety, and she stammered, "Lord Duan, why... why are you here?"
Duan Mingfeng graciously allowed her to examine his face, and simply said, "By chance, on patrol."
"oh."
Seeing that Mo Lingling only gave an "oh" and then said nothing more, Duan Mingfeng's brows furrowed.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
He came to her rescue, and she slapped him across the face. She deserved an explanation.
Mo Lingling glanced left and right, avoiding his gaze, and said, "No."
Then she quickly said, "I'm going to buy some things, I'm leaving now."
Duan Mingfeng couldn't hold back and raised his arm to stop her.
"You want to get married again? You even like that old man? At least Li Chengxun still has a face. What do you see in him?"
The undisguised contempt in his tone sent a chill down Mo Lingling's spine.
Old man... are you referring to Manager Mi?
She realized that the gift list in her hand had caused him to misunderstand.
Mo Lingling said softly and gently, "I'm not getting married. I'm just going to prepare a homecoming gift for Miss Ji."
After saying that, she pushed him away and ran away quickly.
Duan Mingfeng, standing behind, had his cheeks bulging from biting so hard.
*
It was just past 9 AM.
Qiao sent Chunhua to the gate three times to see if Ji Qingwu had returned.
Granny Li said, "Madam, it's still early. Fifth Miss should still be on her way."
Mrs. Qiao sat in the hall, unable to concentrate on the account books, and paced back and forth on the floor.
"My feelings are similar to those of Xiao Wu when she first returned to Lin'an. I both want to see her and am afraid to see her."
Mrs. Qiao missed her daughter, but she was also worried about seeing her daughter living a bad life, and she was powerless to change it.
As soon as Ji Qingwu led Qiuqiu down from the carriage, she saw Chunhua and knew in her heart that her mother couldn't wait any longer.
"Chunhua, there are still some gifts on the car. Please take some people to unload them."
Just as they entered the courtyard and walked towards Anjuyuan, they encountered Ji Qingyuan, who was accompanying Grandma Ji on a walk.
"Grandmother, isn't this my fifth sister?"
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