Rong Ji's eyes flickered slightly, and it took a while before he found his voice, "San'er?"

Shi Miao raised her eyes, "Did it hurt you?"

Before Rong could answer, she had already leaned over and blew on his wound.

The warm breath passed from the palm of his hand to him, and Rong Ji's heart couldn't help but tighten, and then he stretched out his other hand to grab her.

"What's wrong?" She asked him.

"Why don't you sleep?" He asked her.

"I'll sleep later."

Shi Miao pulled his hand away and helped him wrap the bandage again.

Rong Ji then remembered to ask her, "Why did you come back?"

"The game is over, and there is a student who has something to do, so I'll accompany her back first, and I'll send you a message."

"Oh."

Rong didn't have time to look at his phone at all in the second half, so he missed these messages from her.

However, Shi Miao didn't blame him, and after helping him wrap the wound, he went to look at other places on his body.

Rong Ji just lay there and let her toss.

It wasn't until she was sure he had no other wounds that she lay down beside him.

She was visibly sleepy, and her eyes closed as soon as she lay down.

Rong was holding her, but her spirit was still excited.

But he didn't bother her, he just put his hand around her waist and stroked her hair with the other.

"Can't you sleep?" Shi Miao asked him suddenly.

Rong paused, then lowered his head, "Woke you up?"

"Nope." Shi Miao pursed her lips and leaned a little closer to him.

"Is it painful?"

As he said that, Rong Ji was about to get up to look at her, but Shi Miao hurriedly grabbed him, "I'm fine."

Rong Ji still frowned.

"It's really fine." Shi Miao emphasized again.

Rong Ji then lay down again, and then reached out to hug her.

"San'er." He suddenly called her again.

"Hmm."

"You...... I just had a dream."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that I went to ancient times and killed many people."

Shi Miao's brows furrowed suddenly, and she looked up at him again, "And then?"

"And then I saw you."

"So you killed me too?"

"Of course not." Rong said without thinking, "How could I kill you?"

It was obviously a nonsensical word, but Shi Miao couldn't help laughing, and then said, "And then?"

"No more, I just saw you, and I woke up."

What kind of dream is this?

Shi Miao didn't understand, but he didn't say anything, just sighed.

Rong Ji looked down at her for a moment, then suddenly said, "Why didn't you ask me what happened tonight?"

That's to the point.

Shi Miao could naturally guess something, but the crux of the matter was who did it to him?

Over the years, she has rarely asked him about business matters, but she also knows that the Rong family today is completely different from before, and he can even be regarded as calling for wind and rain in Jiang City.

And there are countless people who want to squeeze around him by changing the law.

But he barely told her about those things.

She also trusted him to handle it.

Tonight...... But it was beyond her expectations.

Perhaps, it was also unexpected by Rong Ji.

At this time, there was even a little ...... on his face Grievance.

He hugged her and whispered, "Yu San'er, I was almost dragged into the room tonight."

His words made Shi Miao laugh instead.

Rong Ji heard her laughter, his eyes immediately raised, and he looked at her in surprise, "You're actually laughing?"

"Didn't laugh." Shi Miao immediately lowered his expression

"And then? How did you get out?"

"I just saw you smiling, Yu Shimiao, I've experienced such a dangerous thing, you can actually laugh? You know that if I hadn't been able to concentrate at the time, I might be ...... now."

Rong couldn't go on.

Shi Miao understood what he meant, and quickly reached out to hug him, and took the initiative to kiss his chin, "I know, I know."

Rong is still unhappy.

Shi Miao simply changed the subject, "So who it is, do you know?"

He sneered, "Of course, you can wait and see, I'll have to peel them off."

Shi Miao nodded, "I support you."

Yung didn't believe her.

"Really." Shi Miao said again, "This method is too inferior, isn't it? And you're hurt."

After saying that, Shi Miao also took his hand and looked at his palm seriously, "Isn't it painful?"

"Hmm."

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Forget it." Rong Ji looked at the bruises in her eyes, but still didn't say anything, "Sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow."

This time, Shi Miao didn't fall asleep immediately, but grabbed his hand, and waited until Rong Ji's eyes began to blur, and then closed his eyes with him.

I slept until the afternoon.

Zhongrong woke her up once and fed her something.

Shi Miao also chatted with him for a while, but Shi Miao didn't know what he was talking about, so he fell asleep again.

When the person woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Rong Ji sat next to her, reading a document in his hand.

Shi Miao rubbed her eyes, "You didn't go to the company?"

Hearing the voice, Rong Ji turned his head to look at her, "Well, I didn't go."

"What about the children?"

"Go to cram school." Rong said, "There is still an hour before class ends."

Shi Miao nodded and closed his eyes again.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

With the housekeeper's trembling voice, "Sir, the guest is reluctant to go."

Rong Ji frowned, and Shi Miao also looked at him suspiciously, "What guest?"

"Nothing." Rong Ji had already gotten out of bed as he spoke, and he didn't order until he reached the door, "Don't come out yet."

After watching her respond obediently, Rong Ji opened the door and went out.

The housekeeper was embarrassed, "We've asked the security guards to evict them, but they still don't want to go, and they say they will see you even if it gets dark."...

Rong Ji sneered, "Let them in."

"Yes."

The housekeeper immediately turned around and went to ask for someone.

Rong went downstairs with an expressionless face, and ordered the servant to send some porridge to Shi Miao to eat.

- Look at her again and don't let her down.

As soon as the maid sent something up, Mr. He had already brought someone in.

He was always dressed up in the past, but he was a little embarrassed at this time, and there were some obvious bloodshots under his eyes, and even the white hair on his temples seemed to have grown a lot overnight.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Rong.

His face was not touched at all.

"Rong Dong." Mr. He tugged at the muscles on his face, and finally showed a smile, "I'm here to apologize to you and your wife."

Rong didn't answer, and the eyes that looked at him were still as calm as water—as if he were looking at a dead man.

Mr. He was alarmed, and then pulled his daughter over, "Apologize to Dong Rong!"