Chapter Ninety-Seven: Fight to the Death

No matter how stupid Josie is, she won't take His mother's words seriously.

She sighed softly, did not agree or disagree, but hung up the phone directly.

Rice saw that Josie's face was not right and asked her, "Who are you talking to on the phone?"

"Nothing. Josie shook her head, "It's just a friend's mother." ”

Rice snorted. Thinking about what Josie said on the phone just now, she also knows a little more about Josie's situation.

"Forget it. Rice comforted Josie: "With the situation you are facing now, it is normal that they are not willing to deal with you. Look for yourself. ”

Josie nodded, "I know." Don't worry, I can see it. ”

Now, even if she can't see it, what can she do. She had to look out for a better life in order to survive.

Hearing this, Rice's heart widened: "It's good that you can think about it." ”

Josie tugged at the corners of her lips, smiling at the bottom of her eyes.

And so the days passed. From this day on, Feng Tingchuan never appeared in the hospital again.

Josie was a little disappointed, but there was a sense of expectation.

She couldn't even help but think that this would be fine.

Anyway, from the beginning, she and Feng Tingchuan were not people of the same world. In this case, the less they intersect, the better.

Moreover, for her now, the most important question is not whether Feng Tingchuan will come to see her, but what she should do to get out of here.

Ishikawa took care of Josie in the hospital for a few days, and gradually became impatient.

Taking advantage of Rice's absence, Ishikawa blamed Josie: "Look at you, you're going to get me in trouble all day long." Do you know how much time you have delayed me just for this little?"

Josie raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but be a little amused.

From the beginning, she hadn't forced Ishikawa to stay here, so there was no trouble.

Josie asked lightly: "Actually, Ishikawa, you don't have to force yourself to stay here at all. Just leave me, wouldn't you?"

"How's that going to work? Ishikawa snorted coldly: "The devil knows if you will do something while I'm away." ”

Josie asked rhetorically, "Do you think I can't do anything if you're here?" ”

"You!" Ishikawa choked hard, but couldn't say anything to refute it.

Josie's attitude was very indifferent, and she didn't look like she wanted to provoke him forcibly at all, just calmly reasoning. But it was this indifference that made Ishikawa deeply feel that he was not looked at by Josie at all.

In a moment of anger, Ishikawa impulsively raised his hand to murder her: "Believe it or not, if you dare to say a nonsense in front of me again, I will teach you a hard lesson, so that you don't dare to run again!"

"You can hit me!" Josie's face turned cold, and her voice turned cold: "But Ishikawa, you should know my character. If you dare to hit me, pray that my wounds will never heal. Otherwise, when I recover, I will have to fight to the death with you. ”

"You ......" Ishikawa choked up, and his tone weakened a lot: "No, you don't dare." ”

"You can try if I dare!" Josie sneered: "Anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, I am already a sinner who has caused Quiet Rou to be unable to walk." I don't mind adding one more count of murder to this charge!"

Ishikawa was frightened.

He stared at Josie blankly for a long time, the corners of his mouth squirming, unable to speak.

After a long time, he turned around and scolded uncomfortably: "Crazy, you are a madman!"

Josie sneered and slowly closed her eyes: "I don't mind being crazy. At least, madmen don't be bullied!"

Ishikawa didn't dare to say anything more, his expression was stupid.

From this day on, his attitude towards Josie has changed a lot.

......

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones.

Since being hospitalized, Josie has been in the hospital for a hundred days.

At first, Josie stayed in bed and couldn't move. Later, she was gradually able to get out of bed and walk a few steps.

During this time, Ishikawa has been staying with her, looking like he has a ghost in his heart. Josie didn't bother to care about him, just focused on recuperating from his injuries.

Except for Ishikawa and the rice that occasionally came to see her, no one else came.

However, there are quite a few people who have Josie in mind.

In the presidential suite of the Royal Night Hotel, Feng Tingchuan sat condescendingly on the sofa with a dumb posture.

Qiao Zhenguo sat in the position next to him, flattering Feng Tingchuan vigorously, smiling flatteringly. Although his identity is Feng Tingchuan's future father-in-law, in front of Feng Tingchuan, he does not dare to be presumptuous at all.

"Third Master Feng, I toast you. Qiao Zhenguo poured himself a glass of wine and raised his glass carefully: "Thank you for giving me the project of the Haicheng Suburban Hotel." ”

Feng Tingchuan didn't even look at him, just took a shallow sip of wine.

Qiao Zhenguo seemed to be greatly encouraged, and drank the glass of wine directly. He put down the wine glass, wiped his mouth, and smiled again: "Third Master Feng, the little girl Jingrou has been saying that she misses you very much in the past two days. ”

Feng Tingchuan spoke slowly, his voice was nice but cold: "I've been busy all this time, and I don't have time to see her for the time being." ”

"Yes, Jingrou knows you're busy. Qiao Zhenguo nodded and hurriedly said: "She also said that she didn't want to disturb your busyness." She just wants you to take the time to visit her when you're free. ”

Feng Tingchuan nodded indifferently: "Hmm." ”

Facing Feng Tingchuan's cold posture, Qiao Zhenguo couldn't say anything, and looked at Tang Zeyu for help.

Tang Zeyu understood, stepped forward and said, "Third Master Feng, although you can't go, you can show your concern for Miss An in other ways." ”

"Oh?" Feng Tingchuan raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"For example......" Tang Zeyu hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Many people will give their secondary cards to their other half." ”

"The other half? ”

Feng Tingchuan hooked his lips slightly, and repeated a sentence casually.

Suddenly, Tang Zeyu and Qiao Zhenguo's hearts were raised to their throats.

Fortunately, Feng Tingchuan didn't say anything, but took out a light blue card from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Zhenguo, his voice was magnetic but indifferent: "There are 10 million in the card, give it to Jing Jingrou." This card is considered a pocket money I gave her, and told her that no matter how she uses the money, I will not ask. ”

Qiao Zhenguo was flattered and took the card, and nodded again and again: "Okay, Third Master Feng, I know." ”

Feng Tingchuan said coldly: "You can go." ”

"Yes, yes, I'll go. ”

Qiao Zhenguo quickly agreed, got up and left the suite.

After Qiao Zhenguo left, Feng Tingchuan coldly ordered: "Clean up the things here." Throw away all the things that Qiao Zhenguo has used, don't let it appear in front of me again. ”

"Yes, Feng Sanye. ”

Tang Zeyu agreed, and began to clean up wine glasses, ice cubes, and so on.