The CEO's favorite: don't run away from your sweet wife

Jing Shiqing almost gritted her silver teeth, "But husband, I hate you in my heart."

"Then what can we do? Jing Mochen's wings are hardened now, and he doesn't even listen to what Dad says."

"Don't act impulsively anymore. You saw what happened tonight, and you didn't get any benefits."

Yang Rongtao took a deep breath, "In short, don't be impulsive again."

"Let me think about what we should do to make her completely stop blocking our way."

Jing Shiqing was still full of unwillingness, but thinking of Jing Mochen's bloody methods now, she couldn't help feeling chills in her heart, and didn't dare to move easily.

"I don't believe that Jing Mochen will always love her like he is now."

"When the day she gets tired of Jing Mochen, I will definitely let her not live, not die!"

Jing Mochen no longer cared what plans Yang Rongtao and Jing Shiqing had in mind, he had already returned to Yang Yuxi's ward.

He sat on the edge of the bed and took care of her meticulously, fearing that her wound would worsen.

However, no matter how careful he was, Yang Yuxi still had a high fever in the middle of the night.

Jing Mochen, who was in a panic, immediately called the medical staff, and there was another toss.

It wasn't until dawn that her fever finally subsided.

Jing Mochen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he was so sleepy that he leaned against the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

Yang Yuxi slept for a long time, and she finally woke up when the sky was completely bright.

She was lying on the bed, her back was hot, and even a slight movement would cause heart-piercing pain.

The right wrist was held in the palm, and the warm touch spread to her brain nerves.

She turned her head slightly, and Jing Mochen's sleeping profile came into her eyes.

He had a stubble beard, his eyes were black and blue, and his originally handsome face was stained with a deep tiredness.

Memories of the painful torture in Jing's villa flooded into her mind like a flood.

Not reconciled, anger and resentment all rushed into her heart at once, and her face was so cold that there was no warmth in an instant.

The rejection of her body made her pull her hand out of Jing Mochen's palm indifferently.

Jing Mochen, do you think this can make up for the damage done to me?

impossible.

Her movements woke up Jing Mochen, who was in a light sleep.

When he saw her, his eyes flashed a strong surprise in an instant.

"Yuxi, you woke up, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

His voice was very soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

Yang Yuxi pursed her lips tightly and did not speak. The humiliation, grievance and injury she suffered last night were all caused by the man in front of her.

There was no way she could be innocent of him.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to him, a trace of pain flashed in Jing Mochen's eyes, and soon disappeared.

"I'm going to call the doctor to check you up."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out the door.

After a while, several doctors and nurses appeared in the ward, and they were attentive and helped her check her body in every possible way.

"Mr. Jing, this lady's injury is better than yesterday. As long as the dressing is changed on time, there should be no more inflammation."

The doctor explained her condition to Jing Mochen in detail.

"Miss Yang, the whiplash on your face is a little deep. You must pay attention to your diet. You must not eat food that contains pigments and irritating foods, so as to avoid leaving scars on your face."

The doctor told her all the precautions in a good manner.

Yang Yuxi's face finally softened a little, and he pulled out a polite smile.

"I will definitely pay attention, thank you doctor."

The doctors waved their hands modestly and retreated, and the ward fell into silence again.

Yang Yuxi didn't want to talk to Jing Mochen.

Jing Mochen was also afraid of accidentally provoking her, so he didn't dare to speak easily.

An awkward atmosphere spread.

After about half an hour, Jing Mochen finally couldn't bear the torment of silence, and took the initiative to speak.

"I asked the hospital to use the best medicine, which will never leave scars on your face, so don't worry."

He was a little sad when he didn't get a response, so he couldn't help but cleared his throat and continued to speak.

"I haven't eaten for so long, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll ask Mama Wang to prepare it and send it to the hospital."

Yang Yuxi still didn't speak, his indifferent expression seemed to completely treat him as air.

Jing Mochen couldn't take it anymore, and said in pain, "Yuxi, I know you have resentment in your heart, because you have suffered so much in the Jing family."

"Whether you hit me or scold me, don't keep everything in your heart, I beg you, okay?"

It hurts me to see you like this.

He swallowed the last sentence.

This man is calling the wind and calling the wind and rain in S City. Wherever he goes, he is not hugged by others, nodding and bowing in pursuit of him?

When was there such a humble moment?

Yang Yuxi thought it was ironic, and she thought it was funny, so she laughed softly.

She didn't care that the wound on her face was hurt by the smile.

Didn't he want her to talk?Then she said yes.

I just don't know if he would like to hear what she said.

"Jing Mochen, let's get a divorce. I really have had enough of this kind of life."

Soft words escaped from her lips, and the air in the ward seemed to freeze.

A proud and domineering man with a livid face and violent flames burning in his eyes.

That murderous appearance made Yang Yuxi feel that she might be strangled to death in the next moment.

"Impossible! You are my man in life, and my ghost in death. Don't even think about divorcing me in this life!"

Jing Mochen almost exhausted all his strength to swallow back the anger that was like a volcanic eruption.

Yang Yuxi struggled to sit up, his eyes were as cold as polar glaciers.

"This is the second time I've been in the hospital because of you."

"For the first time, I had a scar that would never go away, and I lay in the hospital for three full days."

"This time, my back was bloody and my face was covered in scars."

"Next time, will my life be taken away by members of your Jing family?"

Her voice was full of accusations, every word weeping blood.

The slender right hand brushed the hair behind the ear.

Without the cover of long hair, a scar suddenly appeared in front of Jing Mochen.

Jing Mochen's heart was deeply hurt, pity flashed in his eyes.

With trembling lips, he said softly after a while, "Yuxi, I'm really sorry."

"Why do you need the police if an apology is useful?"

"Jing Mochen, I really hate having anything to do with your Jing family, do you know that?"

Yang Yuxi said emotionally, "Can you please stay away from my life and don't bother me anymore?"

"Your Jing family's family status is too high, I don't want to step in. If you can't provoke me, can you hide?"

"Let's get a divorce. I don't want to risk my life because of you. Can you please let me live?"

Listening to her accusation and the gradually reddened eye sockets, Jing Mochen's heart was almost bleeding.