C48

"What for?" Tang Feng did not understand.

Ji Weiyang pursed his lips slightly, "Don't tell me you didn't know that Governor Gu will be flying to Beijing for a meeting next week? What business is there if the news is so lackluster? "

Tang Feng was silent for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Aunt already knows that Zhan Yan wants to divorce you, if you leave now, she will definitely pressure the Wei Family."

Ji Weiyang leaned on the sickbed, and remained silent. Tang Feng quickly understood that he was trying to indulge his mother Ji to teach Zhan Yan a lesson.

"This is good as well. You're too lenient towards her, so this woman can't be too pampered …"

"You talk a lot. Are you free?" Ji Weiyang interrupted him coldly.

Tang Feng shrugged his shoulders, then got up and walked over, "Alright, you can rest, this lowly one will go and take care of your errands."

After knowing that Ji Weiyang had completed the discharge procedures, Zhan Yan hurried back to his room. After being injured for a hundred days, Ji Weiyang only treated him for half a month and he already wanted to leave the hospital.

When Zhan Yan pushed open the door and entered, he saw Ji Weiyang standing by the window with his hands behind his back. He turned her head at the sound. Sunlight poured from behind him, leaving a patch of gold on his handsome side of his face. At this moment, the man looked extremely handsome.

Zhan Yan stood there in a daze.

He walked over and stopped in front of Zhan Yan. His tall body covered the light above her head, giving her a strong sense of oppression. Am I good-looking? "Hmm?" There was an indescribable evil energy at the corner of his lips.

Zhan Yan bit her lower lip, raised her chin, and stared at him in anger, "Ji Weiyang, who allowed you to leave the hospital?"

Ji Weiyang was silent as he stared at her. What was she angry about? Was she concerned about him?!

His piercing gaze made Zhan Yan very uncomfortable. She turned her face to the side, bit her lips and repeated, "You can't leave the hospital."

"I'm going to Beijing. The eleven o'clock flight." He spoke calmly.

Zhan Yan stiffened on the spot, her eyebrows knitted together even more tightly. Then, was he about to leave? What did he mean, avoid her?

Ji Weiyang lowered his head to look at his watch, and said gently, "I have to go, wait for me to come back first."

Zhan Yan lowered her head as she bit hard on her lips. She wondered if she could discuss the divorce when he returned. While she was thinking, his chin was lifted by his warm palm. His smile was still warm, but there was a hidden sense of danger in her eyes. "Yan Yan, don't ignore my words. If you want to leave me, that is, unless I die."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and gave her a light peck on her lips. Then, he slowly let go of her, opened the door, and left. In the pure white, spacious ward, only Zhan Yan was left standing in her original spot in a daze.

The foggy capital of Beijing.

In the rear seat of the car, Ji Weiyang was focused on staring at the financial analysis map in the notebook. Like jade, his fingertips gently slid down the mouse area.