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Ning Jiang's heart sank. "Luo Family?"

"Yes, as to whose exactly it is, the bank is not willing to reveal it. They are probably afraid of offending the Member of Luo Family, and I have no way to ask them to do more about this matter. I'm afraid that they might alert the enemy."

Ning Jiang's heart trembled: "I know, Big Brother Rong, thank you for helping me out to this much, you can stop here, you … Can you tell me the account number? "

Rong Yihuan was a little worried: "You want to investigate it yourself?"

"Yes."

Rong Yihuan nodded his head: "Okay, I will give it to you. If there is anything else I can help you with, you can continue to look for me. I will do my best."

"Thank you." Big Brother Rong had already helped him more than enough, she could not drag him into the water.

"Actually, I had wanted to ask you before. Was your marriage with Luo Hanshang also for this matter?"

Ning Jiang was quiet for a moment, then replied: "En."

"Ning Jiang, I can understand your feelings, but I feel that for this matter, you have sacrificed too much. Marriage is not child's play.

"Big Brother Rong, I understand your good intentions, but... "I have already made such a choice. I will not regret it, and I will not retreat. This matter, cannot be changed."

"Then, can I only silently bless you and hope that you find the truth soon?"

Ning Jiang said with a smile, "Thank you, really, Big Brother Rong."

"Don't be a stranger to me anymore."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Jiang quickly received a message from Rong Yihuan.

After looking at the string of accounts, Ning Jiang quietly put down his phone and closed his eyes.

Luo Family, it really was Luo Family.

Thinking about Luo Hanshang, her heart actually hurt a little.

Her beautiful hopes were shattered.

When Luo Hanshang finished showering, he saw that Ning Jiang was already lying down.

He walked around to where she was with her eyes closed. "Sleep?" he asked in a low voice.

Ning Jiang did not reply.

He took his cell phone, got up and left the room.

Arriving at the study room, he turned on the screen of his mobile phone and ended the recording. Then, he turned on the content of the recording.

Hearing her and Rong Yihuan's conversation, he knew that Rong Yihuan had already found his bank account number.

Ning Jiang said he wanted that account chain. His goal was to investigate it personally.

Luo Hanshang dialed Cheng Yong's number: "Go inform her. If Ning Jiang is going to investigate the bank account in the name of the Mrs. Luo, give her permission and let her check."

"Alright Director Luo."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Hanshang hugged his chest. The first time Cheng Yong investigated the account, he had already seen the information on the account.

Only, all this time, he had been waiting for Ning Jiang to take the initiative and mention this matter to her.

He wanted to know when Ning Jiang would finally let go of his guard against him.

But from the looks of it now, it should be even more difficult.

When Luo Hanshang returned to his bedroom, he found that Ning Jiang was still in his original position.

He came up behind her and put his arms around her.

Just as Luo Hanshang fell asleep, he suddenly felt a faint pain in his stomach.

He got up and went to the bathroom.

He had only been lying down for a few minutes when he came back, and he began to feel pain again.

He went back and forth in the washroom a few times, his mind was always heavy. Even Ning Jiang who did not sleep much noticed that something was amiss.

When Luo Hanshang came out of the washroom, she had already turned on the light and looked at him, "How are you?"

"I'm fine." He waved his hand and lay down on the bed. His expression was somewhat unsightly.

Ning Jiang rubbed his lower abdomen with her hand: "Besides diarrhea, do you feel a stomachache?"

Luo Hanshang pressed her hand down, closed his eyes, and said with a low voice. "Don't touch it, you'll feel it."

Ning Jiang looked at his lower body, and then directly slapped his stomach.

This man did not forget to play the rogue even when he had diarrhea.

She patted, and Luo Hanshang stood up again and went to the washroom.

Seeing this, she picked up her cell phone and directly dialed 120.

Not long after Luo Hanshang came out, a servant knocked on the door: "Young Master, an ambulance came to Luo Garden gate saying that you are not feeling well."

He looked at Ning Jiang: "You called?"

Ning Jiang nodded his head: "If you don't feel comfortable, you have to go to the hospital.

Luo Hanshang smiled. This woman, she actually knows to care about him, not bad.

Arriving at the hospital, Luo Hanshang examined the patient's acute enteritis.

The doctor said it was caused by eating something unclean.

Luo Hanshang immediately thought of that bowl of Ma Chou Spice. He looked at Ning Jiang and said, "It must be because of the Ma Chou Hot Spice. Are you alright?"

"How is that possible? I ate the hot and spicy food too, so I'm fine."

A doctor at the side said, "Madam, some foods need to be considered based on one's physique. However, the Ma La Pao is not very healthy and may cause enteritis."

Ning Jiang was speechless, it was obvious that Luo Hanshang's stomach was too tender.

After Luo Hanshang poured the blood, the medical personnel left.

Ning Jiang was pushed to the side of his aunt's bed. After she got onto the bed, her aunt went out first.

Luo Hanshang smiled, "Looks like the two of us have been fated with this hospital these past few days."

Ning Jiang looked at the time, "It's already past one, go to sleep."

Luo Hanshang patted the spot beside him: "I want you to sleep by my side."

Ning Jiang turned around and faced him, saying, "Go to sleep, I'm very sleepy."

Luo Hanshang brought trouble upon himself, and did not say anything else.

On the second day, Ning Jiang opened his eyes, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist as usual.

Originally, she was already used to this kind of state, but just as she moved, she suddenly remembered, that's not right, the two of them were clearly sleeping in separate beds.

She turned around and looked at Luo Hanshang's face which was just inches away from her.

At this moment, he lazily narrowed his eyes and gave her a blow. "Sleep again, it's still early."

Ning Jiang was speechless, "Why did you come to my bed?"

"Who knows? I might be coming over while dreaming. Don't talk, just let me sleep a bit more."

Ning Jiang turned around. Forget it, didn't he get sick?

A short while later, knocking sounds came from the door along with the voice of the Uncle Qiu, "Young Master, can I come in?"

Luo Hanshang opened his eyes and sat up.

He got up and went to the bathroom.

After the Uncle Qiu entered, Ning Jiang smiled: "Good morning, Uncle Qiu."

The Uncle Qiu replied respectfully: "Good morning, Young Madam. I'm here to deliver breakfast to you and Young Master."

"Thank you Uncle Qiu, Uncle Qiu, from now on don't call me Young Madam, just call me Xiao Ning or Ning Jiang."

Uncle Qiu waved his hand, "How can this be? The young madam is the young madam."

Luo Hanshang who had walked into the washroom said: "Uncle Qiu, we are family, there is no need to be so polite, just listen to Ning Jiang."

Uncle Qiu said resolutely, "No, young master, young madam, the rules of Luo Family cannot be disordered."

As he spoke, he took out the breakfast plate and said, "Young madam, please come over to have your meal first."

Luo Hanshang came out, and carried Ning Jiang to the wheelchair, and pushed him to the side of the table.

At the side, the Uncle Qiu silently lowered his eyes.

Luo Hanshang looked at Uncle Qiu, and frowned.

Ning Jiang looked up and said to Uncle Qiu. "Uncle Qiu, let's eat together."

"No need, Young Madam. I still need to go back and take care of the Old Master and the Old Madam. You can eat with the young master slowly. I'll go back first."

"Uncle Qiu, thank you for bringing us food."

"Thank you, Young Madam."

Uncle Qiu nodded to Luo Hanshang and turned to leave.

Ning Jiang picked up her chopsticks and was about to start eating. Seeing that Luo Hanshang's expression was not good, she put down her bowl: "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"No, let's eat." He looked in the direction of the door and then picked up his bowl and chopsticks.

After dinner, Cheng Yong came over to report to Luo Hanshang.

Ning Jiang's movement was inconvenient, he could not go out, so he could only awkwardly sit at the side and watch the news on his phone.

As she continued to read, she became speechless. "Oh my god."

At the side, Luo Hanshang glanced at her: "What?"

"Ah?" "Nothing, nothing," she shook her head and smiled, "You're busy."

Luo Hanshang said to Cheng Yong: "Let's do it like this, if there's anything else, just report it to me on the phone."

"Alright, Director Luo."

Cheng Yong packed up his documents and left. He looked at her and asked, "What did you say just now?"

Ning Jiang turned her phone screen towards him and teased: "Look for yourself."

Luo Hanshang smiled. It turned out that the two of them had kissed on the side of the football field on the news.

"Like I said, it gets on the headlines."

Ning Jiang rolled her eyes at him, was this still something to be proud of?

"Haven't you heard that Sheehan loved to die quickly?"

"What is it?"

"Love, love, die quickly. It's not that people die quickly, it's just that people die quickly due to love."

Luo Hanshang slanted her, "Disgusting logic, true love is something that Xiu Xiu cannot die for. Those who die because of love have not reached a certain point.

"That's right, forget it," she threw her phone to the side and lay down. "Anyway, we don't have any feelings for each other."

A trace of displeasure appeared on Luo Hanshang's forehead. Did he not?

Although this was the truth, why did he feel so displeased when her words came out?

Luo Hanshang stayed in the hospital for a day before he was discharged.

Ning Jiang's script was not too much of a problem. Although he could avoid sitting in a wheelchair, going to the construction site was still a bit inconvenient.

Therefore, Luo Hanshang asked her to heal completely before she could go to work.

Ning Jiang agreed straightforwardly. In the past few days, she still had something important to investigate.

After Luo Hanshang left home, Ning Jiang went to the bank.

She found the manager of the bank in the name of her own business.

Previously, Luo Hanshang gave her a card, requesting her to spend at least a million every month. Naturally, she wouldn't spend his money, but since he asked for it, she might as well use this money to do some good deeds.

After transferring the money out, she thought for a moment, then asked: "Manager Fu, I want to check the information on an account in Luo Family. I don't know if you can help."

"Can the young madam provide us with an account number?"

"Yes," she said, taking out the account and carefully asking, "I want to know, who is the owner of this account, can I look it up?"

"If it's someone else, it definitely cannot be investigated. But since you're Luo Family's Young Mistress, I'll help you out privately, and hope that you can come visit our bank more often in the future."

Ning Jiang nodded his head, "Okay, okay. Thank you so much."

"Please wait a moment." The manager took his account and entered the office.

Ning Jiang took a deep breath and sat down. He was a little nervous, and he hoped it was not Luo Hanshang's.