Chapter Ninety-Seven: Are You Jealous?
Jiang Yining's eyes were fixed on my neck, and I frowned slightly, unwilling to explain.
I have been in a relationship with Xiao Xige for so many years, if there really is anything, it would have been there a long time ago.
If Jiang Yining doesn't believe it, it will be useless for me to explain it again.
I looked at the porridge all over the floor and whispered, "If you can't eat it, we'll eat it later!"
Jiang Yining's eyes were cold, his jaw was tight, and he said coldly to me, "Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
I looked up at Jiang Yining and said quietly: "I don't think there's anything to explain." The matter between me and little Hee is what you know. β
I turned around and went to the bathroom to get a mop and picked up the bowl that had been broken in a low voice.
"Get out!" Before I could clean up, Jiang Yining yelled at me.
I gave him a silent look, turned and walked out.
When I walked to the door, I happened to meet Song Chuwei.
She looked at me and glanced towards the ward, then frowned and asked in a low voice, "You quarreled with my brother, and while talking, your eyes fell on my neck." β
Seeing the marks on my neck, she smiled mockingly: "You are so unwilling to be lonely, my brother just had a car accident, and you are with men!"
Looking at Song Chuwei, I looked at her expressionlessly: "Does my business have anything to do with you? Your brother can't take care of it, are you qualified to say it?"
Song Chuwei didn't expect me to say that, her face turned pale.
I was about to leave, but then I turned around and went back to the room.
Jiang Yining had already seen Song Chuwei, glanced away at me, and didn't speak again.
Song Chuwei saw Jiang Yining's appearance, and her face was full of tears: "Brother, are you really unable to walk with your legs, and there are .....?"
Jiang Yining responded lightly.
Hearing Jiang Yining's acquiescence in person, her body trembled violently, and she stared at him excitedly: "Brother, why did it become like this, I ......"
"Is that what you're here to say today?" Jiang Yining directly interrupted her.
Song Chuwei's face was even more ugly because of Jiang Yining's words.
"Brother, now that grandpa has let Jiang Yiran take over the company, what will you do in the future. Is this car accident related to Jiang Yiran? He has always been against you since he was a child!" Song Chuwei said in a low voice.
Even Song Chuwei knew very well that once Jiang Yiran took Jiang Yining's position, it would be difficult to pull him down in the future.
"This is Grandpa's decision!" Jiang Yining said indifferently and coldly.
Song Chuwei glanced away at me, and then did not continue to talk about the Jiang family, but said distressedly: "Brother, how can grandpa be so ruthless, hasn't he always been very fond of you? β
Jiang Yining smiled indifferently and said mockingly: "Isn't the Jiang family like this? β
These words made Song Chuwei completely silent.
At this point, the phone's alarm rings.
I looked at the reminder and said to Jiang Yining: "It's time to help you massage your legs!"
Jiang Yining didn't even raise his head, and said to me, "I don't need you to come." β
Without waiting for me to answer, Song Chuwei had already spoken: "Brother, I'll come." β
Jiang Yining did not refuse, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.
I'm not reluctant either.
I can't Jiang Yining ask Song Chuwei for a massage, I won't let me.
What I didn't expect was that Song Chuwei's massage techniques were much more professional than mine.
Jiang Yining's legs were not broken, but he was unconscious, the doctor first tried to use electrotherapy, but there was no effect, and now when Jiang Yining's body is completely and completely recovered, he can only carry out electrotherapy and rehabilitation together. Then you have to add a massage at all times.
As for his lower body, although the doctor mentioned it, I never really helped Jiang Yining massage.
"Brother, do you remember when I learned my massage techniques?" Song Chuwei asked as if no one was around.
Jiang Yining said lightly: "At that time, grandpa had a headache, so you went to study." β
"Do you know why I went to school? I wanted to help you. I knew that Jiang Yiran and you had been competing for favor, and grandpa liked you more, and I naively thought that this would help you. Song Chuwei smiled affectionately at Jiang Yining.
I stood by like an outsider.
"Xiao Mo, I'll stay with my brother tonight, you must not have had a good rest for a few days!" After talking to Jiang Yining, Song Chuwei suddenly said something to me.
In front of Jiang Yining, Song Chuwei was affectionate and defenseless against me.
Looking at Song Chuwei, I smiled: "Okay!"
Hearing my words, Jiang Yining finally raised his head and looked at me coldly: "There is a man hidden in the family and you can't wait to go back." As he spoke, his gaze fixed on my neck again.
I don't want to entangle with Jiang Yining too much, so I still don't explain.
Song Chuwei immediately interjected at this time, and said to Jiang Yining with a smile: "Brother, I'll accompany you at night." β
Jiang Yining gave her a goodbye, and then said lightly: "Just let Luo Xiaomo take care of me." β
Song Chuwei's face suddenly turned pale, her eyes swept towards me, and she couldn't say a word anymore.
"Brother, if Xiao Mo wants to go back to rest, I can take care of you. β
Without waiting for Song Chuwei to finish speaking, Jiang Yining interrupted her again: "No need!"
Song Chuwei fell into silence completely, and then raised her head and glared at me viciously.
I looked at Jiang Yining innocently, and his face was equally ugly.
Song Chuwei stayed in the ward for a long time, and several times said that she wanted to stay and take care of Jiang Yining, but Jiang Yining refused mercilessly.
Until the end, Jiang Yining said directly to Song Chuwei: "It's not early, you go back first." He was direct.
Song Chuwei's face became even more ugly, and she looked at me viciously again.
I'm a little speechless.
The person who asked her to go back was Jiang Yining, and she hated me!
"Luo Xiaomo, help me send Chu Wei out!" Jiang Yining said indifferently.
I glanced at Jiang Yining, and then at Song Chuwei.
Song Chuwei looked at me even more angrily at this time.
She didn't speak again, said hello to Jiang Yining, and then turned around and went out.
Waiting for Jiang Yining to leave, I glanced at the porridge on the ground that had just been knocked over by Jiang Yining: "Jiang Yining, you are very naΓ―ve like this. β
With that, I went into the bathroom and got a mop.
Jiang Yining saw me reach out to pick up the broken bowl, and said in a deep voice: "Let Auntie come and sweep it!"
This kind of Jiang Yining makes me particularly speechless.
It's very childish, it's very naΓ―ve.
I looked at his angry appearance, looked at him, and then laughed in a low voice: "Jiang Yining, you make me feel like you're jealous!"
My words made Jiang Yining raise his head violently, staring at my neck with a dead gaze, and finally squeezed out a few words: "Did you see it?"