I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The day when she was discharged from the hospital was sunny, Ning Zhi'an packed her bags early in the morning and was busy going through the discharge procedures.

Ji Zhaoran's assistant Gao Gao couldn't sit still, and said to Ning Zhi'an: "You rest, I will do these things."

Ning Zhi'an took a sip of the water that Ji Zhaoran fed to his mouth, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I also prepared a gift for the nurse sister, and I will be sincere if I give it myself."

Ji Zhaoran paused, and asked in an unclear tone: "A gift?"

Ning Zhi'an was already exquisite and beautiful, with a sweet mouth. After half a month, all the nurses on this floor became fans of his mother.On the day Ning Zhian issued the statement, she saw several nurses secretly wiping tears while staring at their mobile phones.

Ning Zhi'an wiped the water stains from the corners of her lips: "Yes, everyone has a box of chocolates and a bottle of perfume. I have smelled it. It smells very sweet. They should like it very much!"

Ji Zhaoran said very subtly: "It's so hard work."

As soon as the words fell, a few nurses outside the ward stood in a row and said shyly, "Ning Ning, can we take a photo together?"

"Of course." Ning Zhi'an smiled sweetly, and walked out without looking back.

"Can you not post it on the Internet? It's inconvenient to spread the news about Mr. Ji's hospitalization."

"Okay, okay, I'll print it out and stick it in my pillow, no one will see it!"

Ning Zhi'an was led away by a group of nurses, the ward fell silent, and Gao Gao and Ji Zhaoran were left looking at each other.

Ji Zhaoran lost his temper with a cold and handsome face: "What are you looking at, why don't you rush to help, why don't you have your chocolate?"

Tao Yuan stepped on her high-heeled shoes radiantly, and when she heard this sentence as soon as she came in, her whole face twisted speechlessly.

She took off her sunglasses and cast a look at Gao Gao: I always think Ji Zhaoran is even more perverted.

Gao Gao hesitated for a moment, then nodded cautiously.

When Ji Zhaoran was admitted to the hospital, everything was kept simple, but when he was discharged from the hospital, there was a lot of trouble. A group of people walked out in a mighty manner. When passing by the nurse's station, Ji Zhaoran still didn't forget to take a look at the chocolate in the little nurse's hand.

Ning Zhi'an was unconscious, and his mind was full of the doctor's advice: "After you go back, it's best to let the assistant follow you all the time, and pay more attention to your situation when you sleep at night."

Ji Zhaoran had a look of disbelief, as if he was an emotionless scumbag: "You let the assistant sleep in my house?"

"..." Isn't this a very normal thing?

There were so many people and noisy, the others got off the elevator first, leaving the two of them to wait for the next trip.

Ning Zhi'an put it another way: "You have been in the hospital for so long, uncle must be very worried about you, go back and spend more time with uncle."

The elevator descends slowly, then ascends again.

In the empty elevator, Ji Zeli led two bodyguards, happily holding a meeting gift for his daughter-in-law.

The door opened, and Ji Zeli's smile was still on his face, when he heard Ji Zhaoran's emotionless voice: "I don't have a good relationship with my dad, we describe Molu as indifferent, he doesn't care about my life at all, and doesn't care about my life." Do I get headaches at night?"

Ji Zeli:? ? ?

Does he have another dad outside?

Ji Zhaoran raised his eyes, saw that the person opposite did not react much, and led Ning Zhian into the elevator with a natural expression.

After the door closed, Ji Zhaoran said calmly, "Dad."

dad?

dad! ! !

Ning Zhi'an was made a little stupid by this sudden family ethics.

It was Ji Zhaoran who introduced him calmly: "My dad, Ji Zeli." He took Ning Zhian's shoulders and said to Ji Zeli, "This is Ning Zhian. He used to be a big star and is now a great writer. You always listen to him. He wrote the book."

Ji Zeli had already calmed down, he didn't even want to look at the horrible thing in front of him, he just smiled kindly at Ning Zhi'an: "Hello, I always see you on TV, and it feels more cordial to see you in person."

Ning Zhi'an swallowed, and bowed firmly: "Hello, Uncle."

Ji Zeli didn't expect this child to be so real, he was stunned for a while before he took the gift bag from the bodyguard and handed it to Ning Zhi'an: "A little gift for you, I hope you like it."

"Thank you, Uncle." Ning Zhi'an was overwhelmed with flattery, unexpectedly Ji Zeli specially prepared a gift for himself when he came over.

He was hesitating whether to explain a few words for Ji Zhaoran, the elevator had descended to the underground garage on the ground floor.

Ji Zeli walked out first, followed by two bodyguards. When the driver saw it, he opened the door with a wink and waited quietly.

Ning Zhi'an was a little embarrassed, but Ji Zeli smiled and waved at him: "I'm in a hurry today, so I won't talk to you any more. Let Ji Zhaoran accompany you to our house as a guest when I have time."

Looking at the black car that was gradually driving away and Ji Zhaoran's indifferent expression, he really felt like a stranger. : "Why don't you go to my place first to make do with it?"

Ji Zhaoran nodded, "reluctantly" said: "It seems that this is the only way to go."

Ning Zhi'an: ...

Along the way, Ning Zhi'an looked at Ji Zhaoran hesitantly, his mind was full of descriptions of the stranger's father and son, and he wanted to comfort Ji Zhaoran but didn't know where to start.

On the other hand, Ji Zhaoran, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, turned his head to comfort Ning Zhi'an kindly: "Don't worry, I will still inherit the family business. In the future, if you don't want to go to work, you can be a young mistress at ease."

Ning Zhi'an wanted to vomit blood: "Who is worried about this!"

Ji Zhaoran rubbed the top of Ning Zhian's hair with a smile, and caught a glimpse of a new message popping up on the screen out of the corner of his eye.

【I regret it, I don't agree with you being with Ning Zhi'an. 】

【? 】

[Give me his account number, I'll call 1 million first, let him leave you and find a better one. 】

【…】

Gao Gao carried the luggage, sent the two of them to the door of the house, and left with interest.

From the moment he got off the elevator, Ji Zhaoran's expression was not quite right, but Ning Zhi'an also had something on his mind, so he ignored it carelessly.He frowned slightly, always feeling that he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it.

When opening the door, Ning Zhi'an instinctively hesitated for a moment, with a dense sense of disobedience piled up in her heart, as if there was some scourge hiding in the house.But before he had time to think too much, he was caught off guard by Ji Zhaoran's finger, and firmly pressed it on the fingerprint lock.

With a "ding", the door opened.

The female voice of "Welcome home" sounded mechanically in the corridor.

Then Ning Zhi'an slowly widened her eyes, staring blankly at the two ghosts that were rushing towards her.

"Ning Zhi'an, why did you just go home!" Xiao Hong grabbed Yang Yang's little hand and floated in front of him in an instant. "It really made us worry to death!"

Ning Zhi'an was stunned for a while as if struck by lightning.

Maybe it's because the life in the yang world is too moist recently, and it's only now that he finally understands why he was worried for no reason just now...

Xiao Hong couldn't see anyone else in her eyes at all, she could only cry excitedly: "You are heartless, if you don't come back again, Yang Yang will recognize someone else as his father."

Yang Yang was also extremely wronged, holding Ning Zhi'an and gently wiping away her tears.

Ning Zhi'an inexplicably felt guilty, and even had the illusion that a pair of eyes were staring at him from behind.

Ning Zhi'an wanted to die already, but she still had to pretend nothing had happened.He turned his head stiffly, smiled at Ji Zhaoran and said, "Why are you standing there, come in quickly."

Ji Zhaoran put his hands on the door, his slender fingers tightened slightly, and he almost didn't pull the door frame down.

He stepped into the room and looked around meaningfully. The living room that used to be neat and tidy is actually a lot of things. There are balls, dolls, writing books, and there are a few fucking books in the corner of the sofa:

"How many steps does it take to convince your partner"

"Small secrets to make children and stepmothers get along happily"

"Single Dad Courtship Collection"

"Stepmother Psychology"

In a commercial street in Beijing, Fan Wujiu and White stood idly by the side of the road. An accident was about to happen here, and in three minutes, two lives would end.

Suddenly, Fan Wujiu's eyelids twitched, and he said with a serious face: "I always feel that something happened."

White sneered and said, "You have to say, why should I come here if I have nothing to do? Shopping?"

"No, not this." Fan Wujiu thought for a while and asked, "Is today a special day?"

"Ah?" White said, "I don't know, does that count as being discharged from the hospital?"

"Where is he going after being discharged from the hospital?" Fan Wujiu's premonition became more and more bad.

"Then how would I know?" White said so, but he still couldn't help but move to Fan Wujiu's side: "But I have a hunch that he will find ways to impress everyone."

"But it's nothing," White said nonchalantly, shaking the ecstasy lock, "You guys have nothing to shame..."

White: "...East...West."

Fan Wujiu and White looked at each other.

In the bustling commercial street, there seemed to be a gloomy wind slapping on the face furiously.White opened his mouth, and the fancy light board above his head suddenly failed to connect, and became bright and dark.

White: "..."

With a "snap", Fan Wujiu's arm bone suddenly broke, and it was hanging down weakly through the pale flesh.

He connected the broken bone without fluctuation, then patted White on the shoulder calmly: "You are right."

White: "?"

Fan Wujiu: "It seems that he did go to his house."

In the early morning, Ji Zhaoran slowly opened his eyes in the dark night, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on the crack of the door. The little head that had been sneaking around three times tonight was unaware, and even looked inward slightly.

Although Shen Luoze has been teasing Ning Zhian as a nurse, in fact, Ning Zhian doesn't need to take care of Ji Zhaoran, at most, when he sleeps at night, Ji Zhaoran domineeringly forbids others to stay in the ward, so Ning Zhian can only let Ning Zhian take care of him. Accompany the bed.

The double ward is very large, and even if the two beds are one meter apart, it still looks empty. It is often Ning Zhian who sleeps in the dark, very irresponsible.

Maybe because he left the hospital, he didn't feel so safe, so Ning Zhi'an didn't feel so at ease, like a patrol, he couldn't help but come to Ji Zhaoran's room to have a look after a while.

Seeing that everything was as usual, Ning Zhian tiptoed back to her room.

Xiaohong was speechless, she sat on the bay window of the balcony with her sheep in her arms and scolded Ning Zhian

"You can't do it, you're too delicate. It's just a concussion. I think I didn't blink when I died."

"You are...not something to be proud of, are you?"

Ning Zhi'an hugged the pillow and sat on the head of the bed, dressed his pajamas in a very manly manner, and blinked lightly: "The situation is different, Teacher Ji was in a car accident because of me. You don't even know that car How did the car crash?" He gestured in the air and said, "Now that I think about it, I can't help being afraid. "

Ning Zhi'an said seriously: "You should be more friendly to Teacher Ji."

Xiaohong was speechless: "I'm a ghost, how can I be friendly to him?"

Ning Zhi'an thought about it too, and said, "Teacher Ji may have to stay at my house for a while, you should restrain yourself and don't scare him."

"Your mind is full of Teacher Ji!" Xiaohong pushed Yangyang out: "You don't even know how our orphans and widowed mothers live, Yangyang cries at home every day, I want to take her to visit you, but always inexplicably Being entangled by a few ghosts is annoying to death!"

Ning Zhi'an corrected: "Yangyang is my adopted daughter. Strictly speaking, Teacher Ji is her stepmother. You and her are not orphans or widows."

Xiao Hong was so angry that her nails grew, and she heard Ning Zhi'an continue to say: "Why don't you take Yang Yang on a short trip?"

Xiaohong: "Are you human!"

Ning Zhi'an: "I am."

Ning Zhi'an looked at Xiaohong helplessly, she didn't know her worry at all: "Actually, I just felt today that this car accident has a great impact on Teacher Ji."

"He just had a car accident, I might lose this family!" The difference in status was too obvious, Xiaohong was so sour that she couldn't listen to what Ning Zhian was saying.

"Before, you ghosts were very afraid of Mr. Ji, and you didn't dare to get close to him." Ning Zhi'an analyzed on his own: "When I was on the set, I ran to Mr. Ji's room in order to hide from the ghost who came to look for me. But today when Teacher Ji came over, you didn't seem to respond, and you didn't run away."

Xiao Hong finally stopped rolling her eyes.

She said thoughtfully: "When he approached before, I felt burning pain all over my body, and my bones seemed to be roasted by a raging fire. Back then, when I died, I didn't suffer so much."

"I've searched on Baidu before, and ghosts are very afraid of people with high yang energy." Ning Zhi'an was not surprised, nodded, and continued to speak logically: "If the body is not in good condition, the person's yang energy will weaken."

Thinking of this, Ning Zhian's eyes dimmed a bit.He sniffed, his soft lips pursed into a straight line. "Teacher Ji is really a very strong person!"

Xiaohong:?

He twisted the pillow and vomited bitterly to Xiaohong: "He has been in the hospital for so long, and he has never frowned in front of me, so I said, even if it's just a concussion, he's not as calm as him, you Judging by his pale face, he seems to be okay!"

"He must be afraid that I will worry, and swallow all the pain in his stomach!"

Xiaohong was very considerate and comforted him: "Don't be too sad, think optimistically, so that I can live happily with you..."

She was hugging the sheep, and before she could finish her wicked words, she was shot out of the window by a fierce and fiery breath, her neck was smashed crookedly, and she was half-hanging out of the window with her teeth bared.

Ning Zhi'an was shocked, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

The instigator hugged the pillow, seemingly unaware of the good deed he had done, the dim wall lamp refracted a gauze-like light, softly covering half of Ji Zhaoran's handsome side face.

Ji Zhaoran's dark and gloomy eyes fell on Ning Zhi'an's face, and then slowly slid down to the button of the neat pajamas tied under his Adam's apple.

Ji Zhaoran, who was swallowing all the pain in his stomach, came over with a pillow in his hand, and said as if to fill in the gaps: "I don't know what happened, but my head suddenly hurts."