Chapter Forty-two Give You Another Option

  After serving her mother to sleep, Ji Su sat alone in the living room, lost in thought. Yesterday, after Su Rui returned, Xu Yao also left with her, telling her that she believed in Wen Chen and would definitely find a way to help solve the problem. Xu Yao's tone was very affirmative, as if in her heart, the ordinary-looking boy was all-powerful. Ji Su was infected by her firm gaze and waited with confidence for Wen Chen to create a miracle.

  An hour has passed, two hours have passed, a night, a day...

  No news came, and Ji Su kept telling herself that he would have a way out, just wait a little longer, just wait a little longer, it must be. In this self-hypnosis, Ji Su persisted through the whole day, but when night fell, she finally lost hope.

  Yes, even if Xu Yao's father is the municipal party secretary, how would adults rescue someone they don't know just because of a child's words? I know you're comforting me, I know...

  Ji Su walked onto the balcony, gazing at the starry sky. She, who had never believed in gods, knelt down for the first time. The ground was icy cold in October, and the slender white-clothed girl closed her eyes tightly, her hands clasped together in front of her chest. Her long eyelashes trembled with the gentle breeze, and two lines of crystal clear tears flowed down her delicate face, reflecting the entire starry sky for an instant.

  Above the nine heavens, is there a divine being who gazes down at the world and knows that all living things suffer?

  Wen Qian pushed the door open and got out of the car, looking up just in time to see this scene on the second-floor balcony. The 16-year-old boy stood motionless beside the car, his hands hanging at his sides like a sculpture. Ji Su opened her eyes, saw Wen Qian below by the car, rubbed her eyes as if she couldn't believe it, then sprang up and climbed onto the railing, leaning out so far that her waist was bent, waving her arms and shouting: "Wait for me!"

  She turned around and disappeared onto the balcony.

  The driver on the left couldn't help but sigh: "Looking at such a girl, I suddenly feel that we are all somewhat despicable..."

  "I am despicable, I am proud!"

  Zuo Yuxi burst out laughing and gave him a displeased glance.

  It was just past 11 o'clock at night, and the courtyard of the Municipal Bureau's Criminal Investigation Brigade was quiet and still, without a sound. In a bungalow near the parking lot on the left side, a faint light came from the curtains that had not been pulled tight. Ji Zheng was suddenly transferred to a new detention location at 5 o'clock this morning, and with Mu Zechen's promise, he naturally thought this was part of the process before being released. He remained calm and didn't make a sound during the transfer, making things easier for Liu Tianlai. After receiving Zhao Xinkan's phone call, Lian Zizhong, the director of the Nan Gong Branch Bureau, could only reluctantly release him. Anyway, these matters were all just a show, and he would be able to explain himself to Yuan Dazhu. Helping out a friend was no problem, but couldn't let him risk his own neck, right? That's not called being friends, that's called being taken advantage of!

  Ji Zheng stayed in a well-equipped single room for a day, and the treatment was much better than in Nan Gong. There was TV to watch, and he could take a bath. Except that he couldn't contact the outside or leave the house, it wasn't much different from ordinary life. This made him even more convinced that the decision he had made last night was correct. With such wholehearted help and possessing such terrifying energy, apart from Mu Ze Chen, Qingzhou couldn't find another person to help.

  The process is not important, the means are not important, only the results are most important! From ancient times to the present, all successful people have been like this!

  He has no other choice!

  When he was brought to meet someone again at night, Ji Zheng had a premonition. As soon as the door opened, what caught his eye was Ji Su's tearful smile. Ji Zheng smiled and opened his arms to hug his daughter into his bosom, gently stroking her hair. If it weren't for last night, from now on, even thinking about hugging his daughter like this would be an unattainable luxury. The heart that had melted at the sight of his daughter instantly became harder than ever.

  "Susu, how did you come?"

  Ji Su got into the car as soon as he left home and came all the way here to see his father, his heart still racing with anxiety. "I have a classmate who brought me in, Dad, don't worry, he said he would help us!"

  At this time, Ji Su deeply trusted Wen Qian. He was able to bring her to see his father so quickly, what reason did he have to doubt his ability? However, she didn't know that in Ji Zheng's ears, these words had another meaning. He sank into deep thought, letting his daughter sit down on the chair, then knelt down beside her, gazing at her eyes.

  "Ji Su, Dad's situation is very serious this time..."

  Ji Su listened to everything, although her heart had already been in a state of panic, but she still grasped Ji Zheng's hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, Dad, my classmate promised to help you, he must have a way!"

  Ji Zheng smiled wryly, of course he had a way, but the price he wanted was almost too high for you and me to bear. However, at this point, Ji Zheng finally made up his mind and said: "Your classmate naturally has a way, Minghua Group is powerful and influential, in Qingzhou there's almost nothing they can't do, this small matter of dad's is not worth mentioning to them. Yesterday, Mu Zechen came to see me and told me the conditions of your classmate, if dad wants to be fine, unless... unless..."

  Ji Su stood up in surprise: "Ming Hua Group? What does this have to do with my classmate?"

  Ji Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "Your classmate Gu Wen Yuan is the young master of Ming Hua Group. He wants you to be his girlfriend, then he can rescue your dad. I...I agreed!"

  "What?" Ji Su was stunned on the spot, and he didn't dare to believe his ears. His beautiful big eyes widened instantly, staring at Ji Zheng who was squatting on the ground, "Dad, what did you say?"

  Ji Zheng slowly got up, as if he had a thousand pounds of weight on his back. The short few seconds felt like thousands of years. He turned around and faced away from his daughter, calmly saying: "Gu Wen Yuan promised to help me get out of jail, the only condition is that I have to persuade you to be his girlfriend. Su Su, Gu Wen Yuan's family background is good, he's a decent person, should be your perfect match. Although you're young now, it doesn't matter if you cultivate feelings first and talk about it after entering university..."

  "Stop it! Please stop!"

  Ji Su's last shred of fantasy was finally shattered, she never thought that her usually respectful, loving and upright father would suddenly become a different person, how could he say such shameless words? Is there a father in the world who sells his daughter for freedom? Maybe yes, maybe no, but in any case, it shouldn't be this man in front of her!

  Have you ever heard the scream from the soul when falling from heaven into hell?

  That's the sound of a broken heart!

  Ji Su stepped back, step by step, her finger pointing at Ji Zheng's back, her whole body trembling violently, tears streaming down her face. Her voice was like a low growl from the depths of her lungs, hoarse and heavy, with a sorrow that seemed to be suffocating her: "Girlfriend? Ha! Girlfriend? Do you know what he wanted when I went to beg him? He wanted me to be his woman, his woman, do you understand?"

  Is there anything more cruel than this in the world?

  Wen Qian, who had been staying next door, rushed over, kicked open the door of the room, and walked straight to Ji Su's side, who was already crying uncontrollably. Without even looking at Ji Zheng, he grabbed her hand and started walking out. As they brushed past Zuo Yu Xi, Zuo Yu Xi caught him and whispered, "Calm down, this is a big deal!"

  Wen Lian's face turned iron-green, and after a while, he said: "You talk to him first, I'll go take care of Ji Su." Zuo Yuxi nodded understandingly, pointing at Ji Su who was already stunned, silently saying: Take good care of her.

  Watching Wen Qian drag the wooden puppet-like Ji Su up to the second floor not far away, Zuo Yu Xi finally withdrew her gaze and closed the door with a wave of her hand. She stared at Ji Zheng for a while, as if she wanted to take a good look at this person, saying: "Director Ji, I am Zuo Yu Xi!"

  Ji Zheng knew he had made a fool of himself, this classmate was not that classmate, but the thickness of this person's face made Zuo Yu Xi sigh in amazement. Having been caught in such an ugly situation, he could still remain calm and composed, pulling over a chair to sit down, saying: "So it's Director Zuo, I wonder what advice you have for me again?"

  "I don't dare to accept your teachings, I came to save Director Ji from danger."

  Ji Zheng burst out laughing: "Alright then, what about you? What else do you want to take from me?"

  "No, I won't take it," Zuo Yuxi's eyes were full of mockery. "On the contrary, I want to give Director Ji a great future, a life of great wealth and nobility!"

  Wen Qian gently supported Ji Su to sit down by the bed, looking at her dazed expression, knowing that any words of comfort would be pale and powerless. He used his thumb, index finger, and middle finger to hold her hand and lightly massage it. As a practitioner of internal martial arts, he had made some progress, and with just a slight exertion of force, he could pass through the acupoints on her hands to temporarily relieve her emotional distress.

  "Cry, cry a lot and you'll find that it's nothing, anything can be gotten over. Gu Wenyan may be ugly, short, despicable, ill-tempered, and unpleasant to be around, but he doesn't have any major problems. If you really look down on him, then take a look at me? Although I'm not particularly handsome or elegant, at least my eyebrows are clear and my eyes are bright..."

  Perhaps it was because this reversal of black and white was too shameless, Ji Su first thought to laugh, but ended up bursting into loud sobs, turning around with both hands continuously pounding on Wen Qian's chest: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all of you, it's all of you..."

  Wen Cheng was beaten to the point of almost being out of breath, but he could only force himself to hold back, and in the interval between punching, he interacted with Ji Su: "It's all our fault... Go ahead and cry, after crying, everything will be over..."

  After a big cry, Ji Su finally calmed down a bit and sat on the bed with his back against the wall. Wen Ze found a hot water bottle behind the door, poured some into the washbasin, then stuck in a finger to test the temperature, and suddenly jumped up like a conditioned reflex, pinching his earlobe and making a face. Ji Su looked at Wen Ze's busy figure through tearful eyes, it was he who kicked open the door on the rooftop and saved himself, it was he who gave himself the confidence to hold on in the family, and it was also him who appeared downstairs at the moment when he was most desperate and helpless, sincerely praying for divine intervention. Does he still remember that moment when even his heartbeat stopped? This life will never forget the tall and slender figure of that boy standing by the car, tall, safe, full of hope, at that moment, he was my saving angel!

  It was he who brought himself the greatest surprise tonight, and it was also him who broke in again when his father ruthlessly sent him to hell. These different figures intersected at different times and spaces, either laughing or solemn, gentle or rough, ultimately converging on this silly boy holding a basin and running around.

  Looking at the warm back, I suddenly thought of my father. When I was seven years old in winter, it was snowing outside, and I had a high fever at 3 am. At that time, our home was still in the suburbs, and my dad didn't even have time to wear his cotton-padded jacket, he carried me on his back and ran for over ten miles to get to the hospital. The doctor said that if we were late, the fever would have turned into meningitis and it would have been too late. After so many years, Ji Su still clearly remembers that night, her father's neck was covered in sweat, while running, he kept saying "Su Su don't be afraid, Su Su is a good girl..."

  Saying such words, he must have been in pain too? Making such a decision, he must have been heartbroken too? Thinking about it, the feeling of the sky falling and the earth shattering seemed to slowly fade away amidst the warm and gentle movements.

  What he said is right, cry it out and everything will be over!

  Wen Jie finally managed to cool down the hot water, and holding the basin level in front of Ji Su, said softly: "Wash your face, little flower cat looks really bad." She repeated this twice, but seeing that Ji Su was still staring blankly at her, she let out a soft sigh and turned around to put the basin down.

  Ji Su had experienced all seven emotions - joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, fear and surprise - in the past few days, with extreme fluctuations in his mood. Under Wen Ze's meticulous care, he could no longer hold back the surge of emotions that suddenly welled up inside him. The moment Wen Ze turned around, Ji Su suddenly hugged him from behind, gently pressing his face against his back.

  Yes, it feels like father...

  Wen Qian's body suddenly stiffened, the washbasin fell to the ground with a loud crash, and the clear water splashed over Wen Qian's feet, like the fleeting years of youth scattered all over the floor in this green season.

  For a long time, Ji Su pushed open the door with a soft creak, her pretty face flushing bright red as she turned her head away, refusing to look back. Wen Qing swore to heaven that he had no ulterior motives towards Ji Su, but in that moment, she sought a sense of security and comfort that she couldn't refuse from this poor little girl. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous, with Wen Qing still holding the posture of being hugged, not moving for a while before slowly speaking in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything, just sleep and don't think about anything else... tomorrow when you wake up, everything will be fine..."

  The knock on the door sounded, and Wen Xian took over the cup of water handed by Liu Tianlai, came back to coax Ji Su to drink it down. Before long, Ji Su fell into a deep sleep. The public security system was equipped with this kind of sleeping potion, which was absolutely precise in dosage, able to make people fall into a deep sleep without affecting their health. Wen Xian sat silently beside Ji Su for half a moment, let out a long sigh, covered her with the quilt, and turned to leave.

  At this time, the negotiation between Zuo Yu Xi and Ji Zheng also reached an impasse. Ji Zheng smiled and said: "Director Zuo, I'm going to say something that might offend you. As for Qingzhou at present, without mentioning Gu Shi Tong, whether it's Xu Fu Yan or Zhou Yuan Ting, they all have more weight in their words than you, Director Zuo. I'd like to believe what you're saying, but you need to understand that this is Qingzhou, not Lingyang! If you were me, how would you choose?"

  Zuo Yu Xi was speechless, Wen Cheng just happened to push the door open and came in, saying loudly: "If I were you, I would choose myself!"

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