Chapter 265: Volume 1 Chapter 265 Stupid Beauty x Sports School Male God (27)

He Yin heard this title, stunned for a few seconds, as if back in school when the girl followed behind him, constantly calling him, over and over saying 'I like you'.

He did not lift his eyelids, coldly saying: 'Be my lover.'

That tone was clearly that of his enemy.

Jiang Zhi helplessly said: 'How can you still hold onto the past, A Yin? If you want to take revenge on me...'

She paused, and when he lifted his eyes, she smiled and said: 'We can get married.'

As soon as she said that, the entire restaurant fell silent as if choked by cold cicadas; the servants and the butler standing nearby dared not breathe, fearing to be implicated.

This little celebrity is really overconfident, dreaming of marrying Boss He; those who want to become the mistress of the He family have grass three meters high on their graves.

He Yin raised his eyebrows ambiguously, stared at her opening and closing lips, his voice so cold it was chilling:

'You too?'

Jiang Zhi hearing that, felt a bit hurt, covering her painful chest, eyes brimming with tears: 'He Yin, I am not worthy, but you don't need to humiliate me.'

Her eyelashes were wet with crystal tears, her red lips slightly pursed, looking pitiful.

Anyone who saw her pitiful appearance would feel their heart soften.

But the man's heart was hard as stone; he didn't even glance at her, turned and left the restaurant.

His back view was decisive.

But after just two steps, he fell with a 'clang', unconscious.

Jiang Zhi couldn't hold back the sorrow on her face, she blankly watched this scene.

'Meow?'

777 anxiously said: 'The villain's life is in danger, host, hurry and save him!'

Jiang Zhi expressionless: 'How did his life become in danger? He could still speak just now.'

The restaurant was already in chaos, the servants and butler were both startled and panicked.

Still, she picked up her phone and dialed the ambulance.

After being sent to the emergency room, the doctor came to inform: 'The patient has a perforated stomach, needs surgery; who is the patient's family?'

The butler stood frozen, not daring to step forward; the several subordinates looked at each other, panicked and at a loss.

Jiang Zhi spoke solemnly: 'I am his wife.'

Butler/subordinates: '???'

After signing the surgery consent form, they all sat outside the operating room waiting.

Jiang Zhi asked the butler for his phone; the butler initially refused, but gave it after her persistent coaxing.

She went to the corner and called her grandmother.

Recently the old lady's health hasn't been good; she has been recuperating abroad, and some of her friends are also overseas, so they can chat together; Jiang Zhi, after each filming, goes abroad to visit her.

'I know all about it; Xiao Lin told me, you take care of yourself there, Grandma is doing well here, you don't need to worry.'

Jiang Zhi responded tirelessly.

Only after the call ended did she phone her agent, Lin Jie.

Lin Jie was not surprised by her words and answered truthfully.

Two years ago she had been in contact with He Yin; after Shi Ran Media Company was acquired by He Yin, Lin Jie detailed everything about her to He Yin.

Jiang Zhi's smooth sailing in the entertainment industry is also thanks to He Yin, who early on paved the way for her.

Any script she likes will be sent to her.

Lin Jie apologized to Jiang Zhi; He Yin had helped her, so she did these things.

Jiang Zhi actually already knew these things; she hung up and took a deep breath.

Turning around, she saw the butler tiptoeing nearby, eavesdropping, as if afraid she would run away.

Jiang Zhi walked over and returned the phone to him.

'Don't worry, I will stay with He Yin.'

The butler breathed a sigh of relief, took the phone and said: 'Miss Jiang, tell me if you need anything.'

Jiang Zhi responded.

The surgery took so long that she fell asleep, her head resting on the back of the chair, snoring loudly.

After being woken by the butler, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and followed the bed to the private VIP ward.

He Yin, just out of surgery, was still unconscious from the anesthetic, his pale face as handsome as ever.

Eight years have changed a lot; he no longer blushed at her words or closeness as he did at the Sports School, often not daring to look directly at her eyes, instead stealing glances when she wasn't paying attention.

If eight years ago He Yin was merely a timid beast cub daring only to stand behind her, now he has grown into a fierce, composed black panther.

Lurking in the dark corner, he waited for the enemy to let down their guard before launching a fierce attack.

Jiang Zhi raised her finger and lightly touched the edge of his brow, curled her lips, finding it amusing.

In the restaurant, when the man spoke harsh words, his voice trembled uncontrollably, his steps unsteady; although his tone was icy, deep down he was very soft-hearted.

'A Yin~ you are an idiot.'

His response was his low muttering trapped in a nightmare.

Jiang Zhi didn't hear clearly, she leaned in to listen.

Muffled, desperate sorrow.

'Zhi… don't abandon me…'

——

Afternoon.

Jiang Zhi, returning with hot water, pushed open the ward door and saw the man struggling to pull out the IV on the back of his hand, desperately moving his body; seeing that he was about to fall off the bed, Jiang Zhi quickly put down the hot water kettle and ran over.

"What are you doing?"

He Yin's consciousness was still a bit unclear; hearing the familiar voice, he stopped moving, strained to open his eyes, his vision slightly blurry, he weakly and uncertainly called out: "Zhi, Zhizhi?"

Jiang Zhi helped him lie down, picked up the saline bottle that had fallen to the ground and hung it up, responding: "I'm here."

After a while.

The man lying on the hospital bed called again: "Zhizhi."

Jiang Zhi was tidying the bedside table he had messed up, "What do you want me to do?"

That person ignored her for a long time, then after a few minutes, called her again.

"Zhizhi."

Jiang Zhi didn't bother with a patient, walked to the bedside, straightened the blanket, then walked to the side, intending to put an oxygen mask on him.

Before her fingers could touch the oxygen mask that had slipped to beside his head, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her onto the bed, ignoring her struggle, and held her tightly in his arms.

As if doing so could give him a sense of security.

Jiang Zhi struggled a few times, somewhat angry: "He Yin! Let go of me!"

He Yin buried his face in the side of her neck, inhaling deeply, his thin lips slightly curved, revealing a hint of a smile.

"I dreamed of you again, Zhizhi."

Jiang Zhi: "……" Dream on.

He Yin didn't want to open his eyes again, as if that would keep him from waking up; he sighed, his voice soft and tinged with a sickly longing: "I really miss you."

The force seemed to want to embed her into his flesh, pressing tightly against her body seamlessly.

Jiang Zhi gradually ran out of oxygen, raised her hand and shoved him away, stumbling back a few steps, gasping violently.

With that push, the wound on He Yin's abdomen split open, blood spilling out and staining his clothes bright red; the pain restored all his consciousness, the fingers resting on the white sheets gradually clenched, forming several creases.

"Do you really hate me that much?"