Chapter 296: Ke Zhongyu Leads with a Medical Report

Mo Yi made many G Province dishes, but considering that Ping'an had just recovered from a serious illness, she also made some light dishes and simmered a nourishing soup.

After taking a bite, Dean Tang exclaimed, "Sister Mo, your cooking is quite authentic."

"Thank you for the praise, Dean Tang. Miss Jiang enjoys it," Mo Yi said with a smile. "Mainly the ingredients and seasonings are quite authentic—they're all shipped from G Province."

Jiang Lai's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and she looked at Mo Yi.

No need to guess whose idea it was.

Dean Tang just smiled and picked up food for Ping'an beside her.

After dinner, on the way as Jiang Lai and Mo Yi were seeing Dean Tang and Ping'an back to the hotel, Ke Zhongyu sent a message saying that Chi Grandma was not busy tomorrow morning and they could bring Ping'an over.

Jiang Lai mentioned this to Dean Mom, and they agreed to meet in the hotel lobby at nine-thirty tomorrow morning, then head over.

Before leaving, Jiang Lai patted Ping'an's head and looked at the electronic watch on his wrist, saying, "Call me if you miss me, anytime at all."

Ping'an: "Jiejie, bye, bye."

Jiang Lai: "See you tomorrow."

Ping'an nodded: "Tomorrow, see."

Back home, Jiang Lai used her phone to transfer forty thousand to Mo Yi—two months' salary.

"Mo Yi, I'm not very clear on what nannies' monthly salaries are on the market. Since you first took care of his uncle and aunt at the Ke Family, and were then assigned to take care of Ke Zhongyu, your monthly salary was very high, but right now this is all I can afford to give."

The money Lin Shutong returned, she intended to donate, not planning to keep it on herself.

Mo Yi looked troubled: "Miss Jiang."

"Mo Yi, I won't be at ease if you don't accept it." Jiang Lai knew exactly what was troubling her, so she said, "You can go ask Ke Zhongyu's opinion, but my meaning is, if you don't accept it, Mo Yi, I won't be able to eat your cooking anymore."

Mo Yi sighed: "Alright, I'll go ask the Young Master."

Jiang Lai: "And the grocery money we discussed before."

Mo Yi: "It hasn't been a quarter yet, Miss Jiang, no rush."

But it was almost time.

Never mind Miss Jiang being anxious—she was anxious too.

Mo Yi went into the bedroom to make a phone call, lowering her voice: "Young Master, Miss Jiang insists on giving money, what should I do? And the grocery money—fortunately we agreed to settle it quarterly, but it's almost time. Young Master, can you step it up? Otherwise, Miss Jiang's wallet is going to bleed heavily! Miss Jiang is used to being self-reliant; she's not the type to hire a nanny or spend money on premium ingredients. If we actually tallied up the money, wouldn't Miss Jiang be suffering an unjust loss!"

"Young Master, we absolutely can't follow Shen Xun's example and dig into Miss Jiang's pockets—that money is all earned by her hard work."

Ke Zhongyu: "Accept it for now."

He said in a low voice: "Don't rush her, it's already startled her a bit."

Mo Yi silently cheered on her Young Master, hung up the phone, and accepted the money. When she went out, Miss Jiang was no longer in the living room—probably in the bedroom.

At this hour Miss Jiang wouldn't be sleeping—probably reading materials again.

Mo Yi freshly cut a plate of fruit to bring in, knocked on the door, and after hearing Miss Jiang tell her to come in directly, pushed the door open and entered.

Miss Jiang was indeed sitting at the desk, with a pile of professional books and materials spread out before her. In the very middle was a stack of blank paper, a black pen rolling gently across it.

As she brought the fruit over, she seemed to see the character "Yu" on one of the blank sheets of paper—wasn't that the Young Master?

Mo Yi wasn't too sure.

As the door closed, Jiang Lai withdrew her gaze, lifted the top sheet of blank paper, and on the sheet that had just been underneath was written Ke Zhongyu's name.

The center of the blank paper was divided into left and right columns by a vertical line.

Left: Reasons not to be together.

Right: Reasons to be together.

This was a simplified version of the Franklin decision-making method.

When she first got together with Shen Xun, it was her feelings that clouded her head. If she chose to enter another relationship, she felt she needed to be more rational.

Jiang Lai picked up the pen, and the first reason she wrote in the left column was: Class inequality.

……

The next day.

Jiang Lai appeared at the hotel entrance and saw that black Hongqi Car Car Car Car—there was no driver in the car.

Walking into the hotel lobby, Ke Zhongyu was indeed already sitting there, one leg crossed, explaining something to someone on the phone. Upon seeing Jiang Lai, he quickly hung up and stood up to walk over.

It was nine-ten, and Dean Tang and Ping'an hadn't come down yet.

When Jiang Lai saw Ke Zhongyu walking toward her, he was still holding a paper document in his hand.

The document was held out in front of her.

On the cover, two rows of conspicuous text:

A City Central Hospital Health Examination Report

Ke Zhongyu

Jiang Lai was momentarily stunned, her heart stirring slightly.

This medical examination report was one of Ke Zhongyu's tokens of sincerity in pursuing Jiang Lai.

He didn't go to the Ke Clan-controlled Hexin Yiyuan, out of concern that it might raise suspicions of falsification.

"Done two days ago, just received it today." The man's well-defined fingers held the examination report, and as he handed it over, he said: "In good health, no infectious diseases whatsoever. Other than you, there's no one else in my heart, no exes, no untouchable first love, no unforgettable flame."

The terms "untouchable first love" and "unforgettable flame" were ones Ke Zhongyu had heard from his own younger sister.

Seeing that Jiang Lai still hadn't responded for a long time, Ke Zhongyu emphasized: "Clean in body and mind."

Jiang Lai stared at him blankly, her hand still unmoved.

This couldn't stump Ke Zhongyu, who was always adept at solving problems. He took back his paper examination report and pulled out his phone: "You can look at the electronic version."

Jiang Lai felt her phone vibrate once—Ke Zhongyu's electronic examination report had already been sent over.

Her fingers gripping the phone tightened slightly.

Ke Zhongyu looked as if he were on a blind date with her.

"Sister." Ping'an and Dean Tang also came down earlier; Ping'an had a black backpack on his back, although he is already fifteen, he is thin and small, his skin dark, his eyes bright.

Jiang Lai put her phone away, knowing they had already eaten breakfast, she headed to the Chi Family Medical Clinic.

Chi Ce was in the Medical Hall, his mind already wandering somewhere unknown; Jiang Lai called out to him once, but he didn't snap out of it, until Ke Zhongyu's icy gaze swept over, Chi Ce shuddered, a smile appeared on his face, and he led them to the backyard.

"Grandma, the kid I told you about has come."

Chi Grandma lifted her head, walking with uneven steps; Jiang Lai and Dean Tang glanced at Ping'an, Ping'an opened his backpack, took out the prepared specialty goods, and hesitantly handed them over.

Chi Grandma smiled and said, "Thank you, child; let's go inside and sit."

The group went inside.

Chi Ce and Ke Zhongyu walked at the rear.

Ke Zhongyu asked offhandedly, "Talked?"

Chi Ce, who had barely mustered his spirits, instantly deflated, and bluntly said: "She blocked me; this morning she just unblocked me, transferred ten thousand, then blocked me again."

Ke Zhongyu: "……"

"Useless."

Chi Ce: "?"

I treated you as a brother, and you turn around to disparage me?

He caught up to Ke Zhongyu's pace and posed a soul-searching question: "Has Jiang Lai agreed to be with you?"

Ke Zhongyu: "……"

Chi Ce: "Heh, even the great Ke Zong has someone he can't handle; Dr. Jiang is formidable."

Ke Zhongyu: "Jiang Lai's excellence needs no further comment from you."

Chi Ce: "……"

In terms of shamelessness, he still can't match this living King of Hell.