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Chapter 93
Jiang Ji was not at all confused, he slapped his face with ease: "Madam Tang doesn't believe it, why don't we call the police."
He looked at the cameras carried by the media workers: "This matter is related to my reputation. Now that the college entrance examination is coming, if my reputation is damaged, it will not be good for my future."
He spoke calmly and with undue integrity.
Originally, because of Mrs. Tang's aggressiveness just now, all the media reporters felt sympathy for Jiang Ji.
Seeing him like this now, his heart suddenly became more biased, and he believed that Jiang was already a good person.
A gentle and kind female reporter stood up. She said softly, "Mrs. Tang, there must be some misunderstanding. Sit down and have a chat. Let's just talk. There's no need to go to war."
Mrs. Tang thought so too.
She didn't think that Jiang had been wronged, but that calling the police would make the matter worse, and Jiang would be fine by then, and Tang Suisui would be implicated instead.
As Jiang Ji said, she is now in her third year of high school, and she doesn't want Tang Suisui's reputation to be affected in any way.
So, Mrs. Tang walked down the steps and coughed slightly: "If that's the case, let's leave it at that."
She invited the major media to come today, with the intention of relying on public opinion to force Jiang Ji away quietly.
With Wen Shiqing behind Jiang Ji, the Tang family did not dare to do anything blatantly, but it is not impossible to moisten things quietly.
Mrs. Tang let go, and everyone also breathed a sigh of relief for the young boy.
Jiang Ji also showed a relieved smile. It seemed that he had no objection and agreed with Mrs. Tang's decision very much.
This farce ended with an inexplicable ending.Mrs. Tang was still a little reconciled, but she had nothing to say, she stepped on her high heels, glanced at Jiang Ji, and gave a cold snort domineeringly: "Stay away from Suisui in the future, it will definitely not be good if you are next to you."
Jiang Ji kept smiling, and said softly, "I'll tell Mrs. Tang, that's exactly what I mean."
Mrs. Tang stared at him fiercely before leaving reluctantly.
Jiang already twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the direction she was leaving, and raised his hand to touch his cheek cautiously.
It's still hot and painful.
Mrs. Tang reluctantly went to the hospital, but at least she slapped Jiang Ji, let out a bad breath, and got a good look.
When he arrived at the hospital, Tang Suisui had already woken up.
The little boy was lying on the hospital bed with scars on his face and neck, which looked like broken glass.
Every time she saw this scene, Madam Tang's eyes were filled with tears, she wished to suffer for him.
Tang Suisui has already woken up.
In fact, after he fell asleep, he woke up in the middle of the night, and then fell asleep again, and now he is hungry.
Seeing Mrs. Tang coming back, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Mom, when will Brother Mu Cheng come to see me!"
After Tang Suisui was injured, Mrs. Tang immediately called Xu Mucheng and scolded him for being too incompetent as a fiancé, exaggerating about Tang Suisui's injury.
If it was before, Xu Mucheng must have been very anxious, even if he was in another country, he would rush back overnight
But now, when he heard that Tang Suisui was injured, he just gave a nonchalant hum, didn't say whether he would come back, and even hung up her phone.
Mrs. Tang thought to herself, there must be someone outside Xu Mucheng, right?
As the saying goes, you don't cherish what you get.
She was anxious, but she couldn't tell Tang Suisui, so she could only hold on to her smile and smiled softly: "Come on, Mu Cheng has a job in his hand, so he can't leave, and he just called on the way to ask me to take good care of you."
Tang Suisui showed a smile when he heard the words, and the light in his eyes went out after a while. He pouted dissatisfiedly: "I'm already in the hospital, and Brother Mucheng won't come back to see me."
Mrs. Tang liked his appearance very much, and raised her hand to stroke his head.
She was originally the only child in the family, and besides, Tang Suisui had a congenital heart disease. Mrs. Tang always felt that it was her fault, and blamed herself for making Tang Suisui suffer more than once, so she loved her even more.
"Look at what you want to eat later, Mom will ask someone to buy it for you." Mrs. Tang trimmed his hair for him, and said softly: "Today, Mom taught Jiang Ji a lesson for you, and you should stay away from him in the future.", is an evil star."
Speaking of which, why Mrs. Tang knew that Jiang had passed the alley yesterday was not because of the adjustment of surveillance, but because Tang Suisui accidentally let it go.
Of course, he didn't say it was Jiang Ji, but that someone passed by at that time, but they didn't save him.
Tang Suisui gritted his teeth and complained and cried, which made Mrs. Tang very resentful towards that passerby.
Tang Suisui's eyes flickered slightly, deliberately ignoring Mrs. Tang's last words, and coquettishly said, "I want to eat the wrapped tofu made by my mother."
This is the only dish Mrs. Tang knows how to cook. Tang Suisui ate out once when she was a child and made a fuss for it.
But Mrs. Tang felt that the outside was not clean, and Tang Suisui, who was made by the chef, was picky and would not eat it, so she had to learn by herself.
Mrs. Tang looked at his thin face, and agreed without thinking, "Okay, okay, I'll let the nurse guard you in a while, shall I go back and do it well?"
Tang Suisui nodded obediently.
Fearing that Tang Suisui would be hungry, Mrs. Tang returned home without stopping. After thinking about it and worrying, she asked Tang's father to go to the hospital to guard Tang Suisui.
By the time everything was done, it was already dark.
The road near the hospital is under construction and vehicles cannot pass through.
Mrs. Tang could only step on her high heels and walk along the nearby sycamore path.
There are no street lights on the side of the path, probably because of construction, and there are many stones, which are stumbling.
Mrs. Tang turned on the flashlight and walked by the light.
Looking at the endless road, she panicked for no reason.
Before the panic could be dispelled, a shadow suddenly fell over her head, and a solid sack was buckled on her head.
Mrs. Tang stepped on the stone again, sprained her ankle and fell to the ground, the thermos rolled to the side.
Immediately afterwards, the sack shrank, covering her whole body firmly in darkness.
Mrs. Tang screamed, her voice was low, but unfortunately there was no one coming or going on either side of the road.
Then she felt herself lifted, as if lifted, and thrown into a cave before she knew it.
"Who are you! What do you want? You let me go—" Mrs. Tang picked at the sack with her fingers, trying to tear it apart, but then she found something covering it, and her hands and feet were tied from the outside.Can't move.
No one responded to her, and the person who tied her didn't seem to be out of money, so he didn't make a sound.
Jiang had already thrown her in the garbage truck, picked up the garbage that had just been thrown aside, and buried her on top of the sack, so that none of them leaked.
He clapped his hands, looked at Mrs. Tang lying inside, made sure that she could breathe, and survived until someone came to rescue her, then clapped his hands, put on his hat, and left the scene as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Ji was a little hypocritical for doing such a big event today, he had never done such a thing before, he was a little raw and not very proficient.
But he couldn't think of a better way of revenge than this for the time being.
Now his face still hurts, and the more he thinks about it, the angrier he gets.
Jiang already lifted his foot and kicked the stones on the side of the road, thinking that he should make amends just now to relieve his hatred.
But he felt that he really couldn't do anything to beat the woman.
Jiang already patted his pig's brain, complaining, he is really too kind.
This is not good, you have to be more aggressive.
The vicious man returned to Wen's Manor, and when he saw Wen Shiqing standing outside the gate, he instantly became docile and pitiful.
"Uncle Wen..." Jiang already blinked, walked up to Wen Shiqing obediently, and spoke weakly.
The man didn't know how long he had been standing at the door. He was wearing a silk pajamas, and the dark pajamas blended into the vast night.
Wen Shiqing looked at him intently, without making a sound.
The atmosphere fell into a downturn for a moment, so stiff that Jiang Ji was about to explode.
He walked over uncontrollably, his head spinning rapidly, and he pursed his lips and said, "Why is uncle outside? Isn't it cold?"
The little boy's thoughts were written all over his face, with a guilty conscience, like a kitten who has done something bad, and just had to dig a hole to hide himself.
How could Wen Shiqing blame him for his appearance.
A sigh sounded above his head, and Jiang already raised his head in a daze.
Wen Shiqing raised his hand, wrapped his little hand with his palm, touched his cold fingers, frowned, and looked a little stern: "I don't know how to wear thicker clothes when I go out."
Jiang Ji smiled, "It won't be cold when you walk around."
Wen Shiqing looked down at him with a silly look on his face, like Zhang Ergou in the village, who could be kidnapped by giving him a candy.
His gaze didn't stay for too long, but fell on the somewhat conspicuous palm print.
Even after most of the day, the imprint did not dissipate, which shows how painful it is.
Wen Shiqing paused, put his fingers on the top of the boy's head, looked into the boy's guilty eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaojiang..."
Jiang already thought that he was going to preach, so he immediately put on an appearance of listening attentively.
Wen Shiqing couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you always being bullied?"
Jiang Ji: "..."
Jiang Ji covered his cheek belatedly, and glared at Wen Shiqing who was watching his joke.
Well, although he likes Wen Shiqing a little bit now, Wen Shiqing can't expose his sore spots.
Wen Shiqing couldn't help laughing, and took his hand and walked inside: "Okay, I still know how to save face."
While walking, he said, "Why can't you be horizontal outside?"
When Jiang had already left the house, he greeted Assistant Yang. He only said that he had something to do when he was going out, but he didn't say anything.
So Jiang already thought with all his teeth and claws behind his back, he's really messed up outside.
He also took revenge on Mrs. Tang today.
I don't know if will find him when look back.
Jiang already followed Wen Shiqing into the villa with his head downcast.
Wen Shiqing didn't tell the truth, pulled him to the sofa, took out the medicine box, and carefully wiped the wound on his face with a cotton swab dipped in iodophor.
Jiang Ji's body was a little stiff, but he straightened his back.
Seeing Wen Shiqing's cheek was only half an inch away from him, his heart beat faster.
Until iodophor touched his wound, the painful wound suddenly became hotter.
He hissed, and quickly shut his mouth again, thinking that he has become more and more delicate recently.
Wen Shiqing slowed down his hands, and said in a gentle and deep voice, "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Ji: "...um."
"Hold it."
"..."
Jiang already pursed his lips, pretending to be wronged: "Uncle is so cruel."
Wen Shiqing's hands became stronger, and Jiang Ji screamed.
Facing the resentful eyes of the young man, Wen Shiqing softened his eyes slightly, bent his fingers and tapped his head: "There will be no next time."
"If you are bullied, hit back."
After thinking about it, he said again: "Uncle will carry it for you."