C32

Chapter 32 - She Offended Him

Qiao Weiyi stared deeply into Zhang Niansheng's eyes, and facing Zhang Niansheng's limpid eyes, she lowered her head and laughed bitterly.

No matter what she said, he wouldn't believe her. In his heart, his father was the closest person to him. His father was the best father in the world.

Zhang Niansheng sat upright and straight, looking at Qiao Weiyi, he said: "Last night, my father was drunk, he already did not remember, so don't speak nonsense with him — —"

He thought for a moment, then added, "Anyway, I wouldn't believe a woman like you even if you said it."

Zhang Niansheng thought that he was using his ultimate technique, thinking that once he said those words, Qiao Weiyi would be too scared to speak carelessly.

He didn't know that, in fact, Qiao Weiyi had never had the intention to spread what had happened last night. She couldn't wait for Zhang Shiyan to remember everything!

Now that he heard Zhang Niansheng say that, Qiao Weiyi looked at him in joy, "Your father really doesn't remember anything?"

Zhang Niansheng proudly raised his chin with a pleased look: "I told daddy that you left after taking a bath, and stayed at our house for less than half an hour. "Dad loves me the most, so he'll believe me. Even if you tell my dad, he won't believe you."

Seeing Zhang Niansheng's proud look, Qiao Weiyi was extremely happy. She could not help but reach out to pinch Zhang Niansheng's soft little face, "Baby, you're really great!"

"…"

Zhang Niansheng took a while to react, he stared at Qiao Weiyi angrily with his brows furrowed: "Who allowed you to pinch my face!"

Other than his father, mama and the elders of his family, he did not allow anyone to pinch his face!

Looking at Zhang Niansheng's angry expression, Qiao Weiyi realized that she had gotten a little too excited just now.

Although he knew that this was his own son and was always a little restless, this child didn't even know his identity. He even thought that he was a bad woman who wanted to climb onto his father's bed.

Qiao Weiyi opened her mouth wanting to apologize, but just as she finished speaking the word "I'm sorry", Zhang Niansheng jumped off the chair with a calm face and walked out of the sickroom.

Qiao Weiyi lowered her head to look at her hands, and it seemed that there was still the feeling of Zhang Niansheng's tender skin on her hands.

Her brain was really burnt out by the fever, how could she really reach out to pinch him!

In the corridor outside of the sickroom, Zhang Shiyan stood there quietly.

The phone call he had just received was from his subordinate, reporting the situation of finding Ji Nansheng's whereabouts in various cities. As usual, they did not find any news related to Ji Nansheng, but instead found many people with features that were similar to Ji Nansheng's, or whose backs were similar to Ji Nansheng's.

Zhang Shiyan smiled bitterly.

When those people sent the photo over, he knew that there would not be a Ah Sheng inside, and sure enough, he went through them one by one, and was able to recognize that the women who looked similar to Ji Nansheng were not his Ah Sheng with one glance, and only checked the last photo, before locking his phone in disappointment.

His mood became heavy once more.

Every time he received a report from his subordinates, his heart would have to endure a period of great loss.

Thus, even though the call had ended, he did not go back to the ward. He was afraid that if he could not control his facial expression, he would scare him and Ah Sheng's son.

Hearing the clatter of footsteps, Zhang Shiyan withdrew himself from his emotions and turned to look over.

"Dad, Auntie is awake."

Zhang Niansheng pursed his lips, his face smelly.

Zhang Shiyan pinched Zhang Niansheng's stinky little face, thinking that Zhang Niansheng was just worried that he would change his mind and vent his anger on Qiao Weiyi. Seeing that Qiao Weiyi had woken up, his expression turned ugly, and she didn't think too much about it.

He smiled as he carried Zhang Niansheng and walked towards the ward together with his father.

"Father, why hasn't driver uncle returned yet?"

Zhang Niansheng did not want to stay with his father any longer. That bad woman was truly hateful, since he had already given the medicinal pellet to bad woman to eat. There was no point in staying here, he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Zhang Shiyan supported Zhang Niansheng's little butt with his arm, so that she could sit comfortably on his arm.

Zhang Shiyan turned his eyes and kissed his small face, then said gently: "There are a lot of people in the hospital. driver uncle has to queue to pay the entrance fee, we'll be back in a while."

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Niansheng unhappily lied on Zhang Shiyan's shoulders, looking dejected.

Zhang Shiyan walked forward a few steps and suddenly saw that there was a person standing at the door of Qiao Weiyi's ward.

His face was pale, with a hint of worry and worry. If that wasn't Qiao Weiyi, then who could it be?

Zhang Shiyan's brows slightly knitted, "Aren't you adding a bit more? You're done fighting? "

Looking from her face to the back of her hand holding the door, a clear line of blood on the back of her white hand, it was not hard to imagine that this woman had recklessly pulled out the needle, not in the professional way of a nurse, to the point that the needle bled when it was pulled out.

Qiao Weiyi did such an intense thing with Zhang Shiyan last night. As long as she took off her clothes, Zhang Shiyan would leave scars all over her body.

At that time, Zhang Shiyan was drunk and when he woke up, he could not remember what happened.

Hence, when she saw Zhang Shiyan, she felt an inexplicable sense of awkwardness.

Zhang Shiyan lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Niansheng who was in his embrace, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Was it because he had a conflict with her that he ran out?

Sure enough, as Zhang Shiyan expected, he saw Zhang Niansheng raise his head and glare at him the moment he heard Qiao Weiyi's words. "Who asked you to lie …"

As his gaze swept across the bloody scar on the back of Qiao Weiyi's hand, Zhang Niansheng's last few words, "act good", were stuck in his throat.

He was unhappy about Qiao Weiyi touching his face and turned around to leave, he never thought that this bad woman would come out to chase after him …

Seeing this woman pull out the needle in order to chase after him, with so much blood on the back of her hand, no matter how much he hated this bad woman, he couldn't say a single word that could pierce through his heart.

"I'm sorry, I have a high fever and am a bit confused. Can you not be angry?"

Qiao Weiyi stared at Zhang Niansheng with a forgiving gaze, her pale face forced out a smile.

She did not mind Zhang Niansheng's sarcastic tone, but this pleading for peace, made people hear his humble tone.