Chapter 82 I like you very much, I like you the most

Mousse leaned against the wall and played games for a while.

He was a casual person, and since he was not allowed to eavesdrop in person, he was too lazy to even eavesdrop.

Until Shen Jixing opened the door and came out: "Give me the contact information."

Mu Si: “…”

If it's not the right place.

He even thought this was some kind of pick-up line.

"Don't you have the husband's contact information?" Mu Si closed the game interface and called up WeChat, with the avatar being a maple tree in autumn.

"Blocked." Shen Jixing said concisely.

He added Mu Si’s WeChat and said, “I will send the lawyer’s letter to your email, remember to check it.”

Mu Si: “?”

"Lawyer's letter???" Mu Si was stunned.

Shen Jixing lowered his eyes and casually tapped the screen, humming: "The crime of intentional injury depends on..."

His voice paused, and he said slowly: "How badly was Zhou Yili injured?"

Mu Si: “???”

"Shit, there won't be any surveillance on the scene, right?" he suddenly reacted.

Shen Jixing raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, "By the way, tell him that this is a society ruled by law. I said that he died early in the morning."

Mu Si didn't expect that his master would be tricked like this.

But he still wanted to remind Shen Jixing: "You know the identity of the gentleman. In a society ruled by law, no one can do anything to him."

The gentleman came from a prominent and wealthy family. He had everything except a pair of legs.

Unexpectedly, Shen Jixing was unmoved.

He put away his phone and said calmly, "No one can do anything to me."

After Shen Jixing finished speaking, he left without any reluctance.

Mu Si was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, "Oh no!"

He strode into the room, and sure enough, he didn't see Bo Yu. Mu Si stood on the balcony and looked down, his expression slightly changing.

Sir, the wheelchair has flipped over.

The man who had always been extremely elegant was now lying in the snow, his face covered with broken snowflakes, he was angry and annoyed but unable to stand up.

"gentlemen!"

Mousse shouted. This look was somewhat novel to him since we were used to his respectable appearance.

"How did you fall and become a little turtle?!"

…

Night falls.

Shen Jixing received the message from Sikong Xiu.

[Sikong Xiu]: He woke up.

[Sikong Xiu]: I was a little anxious today and said something offensive to you. I’m sorry.

Zhou Yili has always had an accurate eye for people.

His friends are all like him, tough on the outside but soft on the inside, straightforward and honest.

Fu Chen on the other end of the phone said, "Thank you. Sorry for the trouble today."

Fu Chen was always aloof: "No, we will go there."

"You guys?" Shen Jixing asked back.

Fu Chen hummed, "Me and Xiao Que."

Shen Jixing took the time to reply to Sikong Xiu.

【S】：I'm downstairs

Then he said to Fu Chen on the other end of the phone: "Don't come today, come tomorrow."

Fu Chen might have been using the hands-free mode.

Sheng Que on the other end yelled at the top of his voice: "Why? Is the injury serious? Zhou Yili has never been seriously injured before. I must take a picture of it."

“…”

Fu Chen said in a calm voice: "Sheng Que."

Sheng Que muttered quietly: "Just now you were Xiao Que and now you are Sheng Que, little uncle, you change your face so quickly."

Shen Jixing stood in the elevator, silent for two seconds and said: "No, I want to be alone with him."

Now the entire receiver was silent.

There was no signal in the elevator, so Shen Jixing simply hung up the phone.

Sheng on the other end was a little confused: "What do you mean by being alone?"

Fu Chen's face was cold as he continued to review the documents.

"A world for two."

Sheng Que just hadn't seen them for a while, and didn't understand how they developed into a world of just the two of them.

So he shook his head and asked: "What does a world for two mean?"

Fu Chen raised his indifferent and cold eyes and looked at him as if he was a fool.

"Like now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly felt that Sheng Que was confused, and then Sheng Que exploded.

He jumped up from the pile of documents with a Statue of Liberty gesture.

"A world for two???"

"You're punishing me... Your grandson is here to sort out your documents, and you've never thought of it as a private moment for two?!!!"

A brightly lit building.

Fu Chen clearly heard doubtful and inquiring voices coming from outside.

He tapped his pen lightly and raised his eyes indifferently: "Try to yell again?"

Sheng Que lay weakly on the table and started to complain: "Uncle, I'm tired, my hands are sore and I don't want to do it anymore~~"

Fu Chen stared at his messy chestnut curly hair and the white and tender neck. He was silent for a few seconds and put down the pen. "What do you want to eat?"

…

Shen Jixing walked out of the elevator.

I happened to see Sikong Xiu coming out of the ward with a hiss, "So fierce~"

The two men happened to meet each other.

Adults all understand what the other person’s apology means, and they move past the brief unpleasantness and continue to get along peacefully.

"See what I said."

Sikong Xiu smiled with his foxy eyes, "Not seeing the person I wanted to see is like a small bomb."

Shen Jixing raised his indifferent eyes and glanced at the private ward.

"You didn't even change your clothes?" Sikong Xiu said.

Shen Jixing hummed lightly and ignored it, but he wouldn't say it out loud.

Sikong Xiu said: "I finally realized how bad a person is at speaking."

Not bad at speaking.

But Shen Jixing never tells others about his efforts.

He is always indifferent, making it impossible for people to guess what he is thinking.

But the fox was cunning and could see through him: "Fortunately, you met Zhou Yili."

Zhou Yili never guessed and was too stupid to guess it.

He loves it.

Sikong Xiu handed him the lunch box and walked away from this floor with his long legs.

Shen Jixing originally wanted to clean himself up, but after taking a look at the lunch box, he went straight to the ward.

"Don't bother. Get lost."

Zhou Yili heard the voice and cursed without turning back.

Shen Jixing glanced at the hospital gown on him, scanned his slightly pale face, and said, "Eat first."

Zhou Yili obviously paused.

When she turned around and saw it was him, her eyes moved slightly and her voice softened unconsciously: "What are you doing here?"

He remembered the scene before he fell into a coma.

Shen Jixing didn't respond to him at all, nor did he accompany him to the hospital or wait for him to wake up without any concern.

Even now, Zhou Yili does not regret being injured for him.

He just gets a little unhappy.

This person said he wanted to pursue him, but he never showed any intention of doing so.

"Look at you."

Shen Jixing lowered his eyes, opened the lunch box, and took out the porridge at the bottom. "Would you like to drink some? It's sweet."

Zhou Yili scanned his intact body and said, "No, I don't like sweet things."

I don't like sweet things.

Shen Jixing's long, cold eyelashes drooped slightly. What he liked most was sweetness.

Zhou Yili also said that his aura was sweet.

“…”

It turns out he doesn't like sweet things.

Shen Jixing put the box down and saw that there was chicken porridge inside, but it felt a little hot, so he opened it and put it aside, waiting for it to warm up before feeding it.

Zhou Yili sat in front of the window with a cold expression.

Under the moonlight, his sharp and handsome facial features looked haggard and pale, without his usual spirit, laziness and arrogance.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yili raised his eyes suddenly.

Shen Jixing lowered his eyes, unbuttoned his hospital gown, turned his head, and said calmly and indifferently: "Look at the wound, put your hand down."

Zhou Yili raised his hand and then put it down again.

He turned away his eyes and let the hospital gown fall off his shoulders. "Who allowed you to see my wounds?"

Shen Jixing ignored him and looked at the thickly bandaged wound on the back of his shoulder. Blood could be seen faintly between the gauze, showing how deep the wound was.

"The bones are not injured. Just sew it up simply, change the gauze a few times and wait for it to heal." Zhou Yili said calmly.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Jixing put his clothes back on, "They all said you weren't hurt."

Zhou Yili is very healthy. He rarely gets sick and goes to the hospital very seldom.

"So what if you haven't been hurt?"

Zhou Yili found it funny and said arrogantly as always: "I'm not afraid of..."

His lips were gently covered.

"Feel sorry."

Shen Jixing leaned down lightly, as if wanting to hug him, but couldn't.

It's too easy to touch his wound.

So he gently rubbed Zhou Yili with the tip of his nose.

Zhou Yili's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

Shen Jixing raised his eyes: "Hmm?"

"If you don't like me, don't do this." His heartbeat was a little chaotic. Zhou Yili turned away coldly, and said with red ears: "I just saved you, I didn't ask you to marry me, you don't have to..."

The tip of his ear was gently pinched.

The cool fingertips slid lightly across the earlobe and touched the sparkling black diamond.

"When I called you, you fell asleep."

"You didn't hear my voice, and I didn't tell you my answer."

Zhou Yili's back stiffened.

The moonlight streamed on Shen Jixing's shoulders. After a day of tossing and turning, his long white hair still fell softly on his shoulders, revealing a little soft bud.

Zhou Yili stared at the stunningly beautiful woman.

While the flowers were blooming, she said in a cold and pleasant voice:

"Zhou Yili, I like you very much. I like you the most."

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Xiao Zhou (confused) (shaking his head): No, why would he say he likes me while being so angry???