Chapter 22
Fu Wei's words were originally meant to be comforting, but when they fell into Ji Wan's ears, they had a different story.
"You have firmly controlled me, are you still not satisfied?"
"I promised to give birth to him, isn't it enough?"
Ji Wan had tears in her eyes and silently lowered them to her belly.
"You!" Fu Wei tightened his hands, unable to imagine Ji Wan's actions.
He took a deep breath and thought that Ji Donghai had just passed away. He knew that Ji Wan was heartbroken at the moment, so he didn't care. He just lowered his voice and said, "Don't be ignorant."
Ji Wan snorted coldly.
"Take care of your body."
"I think your father doesn't want to see you like this."
Fu Wei let go of his hand and let Ji Wan's body slide to the ground.
three days later.
Cloud Tomb.
The Maybach stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, and Ji Wan stared at the name and photo on the tombstone in trance.
This is the top private cemetery in Jiangcheng. Only the most powerful families can be buried here. If it weren't for Fu Wei, Ji Wan might not even be able to enter the gate, let alone bury her father here.
Ji Wan calmed down a lot.
"Thank you."
Even if Fu Wei tortured her in every possible way, at least she could be buried in a feng shui treasured land for her father after his death.
She should say thank you both emotionally and rationally.
Fu Wei's brows did not relax for a long time, his eyes kept falling on Ji Wan, unable to see clearly what he was thinking.
"Today's weather is really gloomy."
It's as if even God is crying, it's so depressing that it makes people uncomfortable.
When we got off the car, it was drizzling, mixed with a faint smell of grass.
Ji Wan was wearing a black dress and a black gauze so, it still couldn't stop the sad aura all over her body.
Fu Wei was dressed in a black suit and his whole aura was heavy.
Ji Donghai lay peacefully in the nanmu coffin, and his appearance was repaired by the burial makeup artist, retaining the last bit of dignity.
Ji Wan walked to Ji Donghai's side and gently placed her hand on his face. Everything around him was eerily quiet.
"Dad, you were just asleep, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sadness he had felt for many days couldn't help but burst out.
Ji Wan burst into tears, turned to sobbing, and finally burst into tears.
"Dad, wake up and look at me, okay?"
Fu Wei pulled her up from the ground and gradually tightened his palms.
"Your father is gone!"
A gust of wind blew through, bursting the bubble of her fantasy.
All of this is real!
Ji Wan's eyes darkened and he fainted.
When I woke up again, I was surrounded by the pungent smell of disinfectant, and there was an infusion bottle hanging in front of me.
Her father was gone, and she was left alone in this huge world.
As if remembering something, Ji Wan touched her belly with her hand.
Her slender body had begun to show her pregnancy, and the bulge in her abdomen became more and more obvious.
This child had been one with her for several months, and she had long been accustomed to his presence.
Ji Wan had hated his existence countless times, but now she felt a little lucky.
In this world, there is another being with the same bloodline as her.
Just as she was distracted, a figure sneaked in.
Ji Wan looked subconsciously and saw a familiar face, "Che'an?"
She forced her weak body to get up.
"Slow down, slow down!"
Upon seeing this, Cheng Che'an hurried to Ji Wan's side and helped steady her body.
"How will you be here?"
The man gently picked up the pillow and placed it behind Ji Wan, "You fainted at my uncle's memorial service. I couldn't feel relieved, so I followed the ambulance here."
Then, Cheng Che'an carefully adjusted the height of the backrest of the hospital bed for Ji Wan, without forgetting to explain.
"Fu Wei's people just left, so I took the opportunity to run in to see you."
"You must express your condolences about my uncle. How are you feeling now? Are you feeling well?" Cheng Che'an put his hand on the back of Ji Wan's hand, feeling a burst of warmth.
This move crushed Ji Wan's last strength, and her tears couldn't stop falling.
"It's all my fault. I should have taken uncle away that day and this wouldn't have happened."
That day?
Ji Wan's eyes suddenly opened wide, "So you were in the hospital the day my father had an accident?"
A choked voice reached Cheng Che'an's ears, and he fell silent.
"You are talking!"
Ji Wan was anxious.
She wanted to know what happened that day to make her father choose to commit suicide.
"I don't know the details. Before I saw my uncle, I saw Fu Wei's people coming out of the ward."
Cheng Che'an bit his lower lip tightly, looking like he was hesitating to speak. Looking at Ji Wan's eager eyes, he seemed to have made up his mind and expressed everything.
"As soon as I entered the ward, I noticed something was wrong with my uncle's condition, but he refused to explain the specific reason."
"I just heard him muttering. I can't drag you down."
Ji Wan's shoulders trembled.
Hearing the movement around the ward, Cheng Che'an's eyes suddenly became panicked.
"Wan Wan, Fu Wei's people seem to be back. You should take good care of yourself. I will find another opportunity to see you."
Cheng Che'an put down these words and left in a hurry.
"Can't drag me down..."
Ji Wan kept repeating.
"Can you bear my hatred?"
The man's words suddenly broke into her mind and appeared repeatedly.
Ji Wan swallowed hard.
"Fu Wei!"
Ji Wan secretly clenched her fists, buried herself under the quilt, and cried silently.
Now that things have come to this, how can she have the face to stay with Fu Wei...
Looking at the ajar door, Ji Wan's eyes flashed with strange colors.
Early the next morning.
"Master Fu, Secretary Ji is missing."
After the assistant finished speaking, the pen in Fu Wei's hand broke into two halves.
"Find!"
With just one word, the assistant could feel the man's anger.
Within three hours, Ji Wan was taken back to the apartment again.
She sat on the cold ground and looked up along her slender legs, with a look of helplessness on her lips.
Ji Wan closed her eyes in despair, as if waiting for the final verdict.
Fu Wei slowly squatted down and picked up Ji Wan.
When her back was pressed against the soft bed, Ji Wan subconsciously grabbed the man's arm.
She bit her lower lip tightly, and the voice deep in her heart sounded: I'm afraid she will be tortured all night again.
Fu Wei's facial features gradually enlarged in his sight, and Ji Wan suddenly closed his eyes frowned. Every time he saw this scared expression before, he enjoyed it very much.
Because that represented Ji Wan's surrender to him.
But now, something strange flashed across Fu Wei's heart.
Seeing that the man didn't move for a long time, Ji Wan opened her eyes, and the next second, there was a kiss on her forehead.
Gently, as if feathers are falling.
She opened her eyes wide in surprise, as if she was not used to the man's behavior.
"have a good rest."
Fu Wei was about to get up and leave, but his arm was tightly grabbed by Ji Wan.
"Don't you want to know why I want to leave?"
"There's no need to know."
Fu Wei looked back, stared at her hand with cold eyes, and immediately pushed it away, as if the "tenderness" just now was an illusion.
"Anyway, you can't escape my grasp."
(End of this chapter)