strictlysupreme Chapter 7 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
Chapter 7 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
"If nothing happens in your area again, that would be the greatest reward for me."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziheng chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."
"You're always apologizing like this, it's really not like the Mr. Zhou everyone talks about." Zhou Ziheng's easygoing nature made Ling Yi wonder if the Zhou Ziheng everyone talked about, who could eat two blood relatives alive in one go, was actually a demon in disguise.
"The Zhou Ziheng everyone's talking about?" Zhou Ziheng's expression turned serious, and his demeanor became somewhat sinister, but the next moment, it transformed into a sly smile: "Is that so?"
Ruthless and cold-blooded – that’s the impression most people have of him, but what does that have to do with him?
No matter how much you fear him or how much you hate him, when faced with the money in his hands, don't you still have to bow down and submit?
Zhou Ziheng used to not care about the various looks people gave him, but now he inexplicably wanted to gain a good reputation in front of Ling Yi.
Sometimes, he's still like a normal person... right?
Ling Yi was so amused by the change in expression that she almost couldn't breathe. Zhou Ziheng stepped forward to help her catch her breath and accidentally heard her stomach growling.
Glancing at his watch, Zhou Ziheng said softly, "Wait five more minutes, the food should be delivered."
While Ling Yi was in a coma, he had a nutritious meal delivered every thirty minutes.
The doctors and nurses on this floor have all eaten their fill thanks to the patients, and now it's finally the patients' turn to fill their stomachs.
He bent down and handed Ling Yi a glass of warm water from the bedside table so she could moisten her lips. Zhou Ziheng watched the little girl obediently holding the cup and drinking the water, and his fingertips trembled again.
Just as he reached out to brush away a stray strand of hair that had fallen to her head, President Ling entered carrying the hospital meal ordered by Zhou Ziheng.
His expression was somewhat strange, but it returned to normal the moment Ling Yi looked over.
"Yi Yi, come and eat something, you must be starving." With great effort, Ling Zong lifted the large food box, which was half a meter in length, width, and height. Before Ling Zong could even give any instructions, Zhou Ziheng smoothly pushed a small table next to the bed to the bedside.
"I'll do it." He even took the food box from President Ling's hand and arranged the food with a service-oriented attitude.
Mr. Ling was so frightened that his eyes, which were fixed on his daughter, almost popped out.
The renowned CEO Zhou setting the table for his daughter—what's the difference between that and a tiger being tackled by him with a sliding tackle?
"Mr. Zhou, this... I'll do it!" Although she had some complaints about Mr. Zhou sending his daughter to the hospital, his tireless dedication by the bedside and his considerate actions eventually made Ms. Ling's little resentment disappear.
Nobody wants to be assassinated, so blaming the victim is the most unreasonable thing in the world, right?
Their attitude is there; if he keeps grumbling, he'll seem petty.
"It's alright." Zhou Ziheng calmly brushed aside President Ling's hand and said gently, "I'll do it. You can go ahead and take care of what you need to do."
At this crucial moment when the Ling family is clashing with the Qi family, President Ling is extremely busy, and his phone hasn't stopped ringing during the short time he's been at the hospital.
Mr. Ling was stunned by the use of the honorific "you" and after a long while, he stammered, "My wife has already gone to take care of her work."
The wife couldn't help but cry when she saw her daughter's face. In order not to affect her daughter's mood, she decided to go to the Qi family to calm down before coming back to be with her beloved daughter.
One of them always has to stay here to look after their daughter; otherwise, how can they feel at ease?
and……
The moment Mr. Ling was stunned by the word "you," his IQ slowly returned as time went by. He looked at Zhou Ziheng, who was taking meticulous care of his daughter and even helping to serve soup and hand her tissues, and slowly narrowed his eyes.
wrong.
A guy like Zhou Ziheng has far too many ways to repay people's kindness.
Whether it's providing money or resources, it's a potentially excellent solution.
However, he didn't take care of his savior without ever taking off his clothes.
With that time, he could have found the person who assassinated him and twisted their head off. Why waste it on serving meals to his savior?
Very wrong!
A sense of unease slowly crept into President Ling's eyes. Could this guy be trying to take advantage of his daughter because of her savior?
You can't just deny it like that. Let alone his age, just look at his family and his way of doing things.
"Mr. Zhou." In an instant, President Ling's mind was racing. He cleared his throat as if he wanted to say something, but then he saw Zhou Ziheng hand his daughter a tissue and get up.
Before President Ling could speak, Zhou Ziheng chuckled and said, "I'm relieved to see that Miss Ling is awake."
"Well, I have a little something to take care of." He seemed somewhat helpless: "I may not be able to take care of Miss Ling all the time."
The words "distant yet proper Miss Ling" coming from Zhou Ziheng's mouth inexplicably brought a sense of peace to President Ling, who even felt a little ashamed at that moment.
They were just showing normal care to their savior, and once they'd done their part, they were ready to leave, weren't they?
What is he thinking about?
They think their own daughter is good, but Zhou Ziheng, who counts stars in his heart, is not the same kind of person as Yi Yi at all!
After reflecting on his wild thoughts for a second, President Ling saw Zhou Ziheng off with unusually kind manner.
The moment his hand touched the doorknob, Zhou Ziheng turned to look at Ling Yi, who was leaning against the hospital bed, her lips slightly pink after eating.
"I'll come to see Miss Ling when I have time." He smiled and said, "Goodbye, Miss Ling."
Ling Yi thought the reunion would be after she was discharged from the hospital, but in reality, Zhou Ziheng appeared in her ward every single day during the next few days in the hospital.
Each time he came, he would bring a large amount of fruit and snacks, which made the two nurses in Lingyi's ward even more gentle than before, despite their already dedicated work.
But no matter how gentle the nurses are, or how cozy and spacious the ward is, nothing can change the fact that being hospitalized is a very boring thing.
On the fifth day of her hospitalization, Lingyi, who was feeling much better, was finally allowed by her overly concerned mother to get some fresh air in the corridor.
Even though her nasal cavity was still filled with the smell of disinfectant, the long corridor and the more spacious activity environment still made Ling Yi feel a long-lost happiness.
However, due to the malice of the small world's consciousness, even the slightest moment of happiness for the female supporting character is not allowed.
The moment Ling Yi saw Gao Qianning, she had an urge to turn around and leave.
She just wants to get some fresh air right now; she doesn't want to be a fighting cock getting into arguments with people.
But how could Gao Qianning, who was the first to notice her presence, possibly let her go?
In particular, when she realized that Ling Yi was heading towards Qi Qingran's ward.
"Miss Ling." Her body, still recovering from a serious illness, was not up to much use, and Gao Qianning eventually caught up with her.
Looking at Gao Qianning blocking her way, Ling Yi stopped and asked, "Is there something you need?"
I didn't bother you, yet you still dare to come looking for me?
How can this be possible? It's against Tiangang!