After transmigrating into the book, she clung tightly to her captain husband and wouldn't let g

"No need," Song Qianyi quickly stopped her. "It's just a cold."

She glanced at Ji Jingshen and added with a smile, "With your son-in-law taking care of me, how could I not feel at ease?"

Xu Fengnian didn't insist: "If you still feel unwell, go to the hospital to get checked out."

Song Qianyi agreed, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then hung up the phone.

She put down her phone, and the smile on her face vanished abruptly.

Although Xu Fengnian tried his best to play the role of a qualified mother in front of her, his unconscious blaming without considering the circumstances still made people feel uncomfortable.

She sighed deeply, resignedly picked up the spoon, and began to drink the porridge.

It's because the original owner had too many dark histories that everyone formed a stereotype about her!

Ji Jingshen sat to one side, watching her expression change from dejected to relieved, not knowing what she was thinking, and only said: "Your mother cares about you very much."

Upon hearing this, Song Qianyi looked at him, a smile playing on her lips: "And what about you?"

Ji Jingshen did not reply.

"You not only care about me, but you also speak up for me in front of my mother." Song Qianyi's eyes crinkled into a smile.

Seeing that Ji Jingshen did not refute, she became bolder, put down her bowl, leaned closer to Ji Jingshen, and placed one hand on his chest: "So, you're not that heartless, right, husband?"

Ji Jingshen grabbed her hand and leaned back, saying, "You're overthinking it."

His eyes were deep as the sea, calm as the surface before a storm: "Even if the recording was edited, what about the video? Song Qianyi, can you really say with a clear conscience that these things have nothing to do with you?"

Song Qianyi's smile froze at the corners of her mouth.

"You sentenced me to death just because of a video or an audio recording that was cut off at the beginning and end?"

“I know it’s impossible for you to believe me so quickly, so I’ve been emphasizing to you over and over again that if you trust me a little more, if you wait for me for just one more day, you’ll know what Lin Shan is capable of.”

Song Qianyi exhaled a breath of stale air: "Husband, do I need to cut my heart out and show it to you?"

She looked at him, her eyes clear and honest, straightforward and passionate.

When Ji Jingshen was looked at by those eyes, the guilt he had suppressed rose again.

He looked away, unusually flustered: "You stay here by yourself, I have to go to the company."

Without giving Song Qianyi a chance to speak, he left directly.

Song Qianyi chased after him and happened to see Ji Jingshen walking out.

As they walked, he kept instructing the caregiver: "She's sick, so don't make the food too strong in flavor. Contact me anytime if anything happens."

He was tall and strong, and Song Qianyi could only see his back.

Song Qianyi didn't chase after them anymore. She just stood at the door and watched Ji Jingshen get into the car and leave.

Perhaps Ji Jingshen isn't as cold as he seems.

Now that Lin Shan's situation has been discussed openly, perhaps this is an opportunity for them to reconcile.

Ji Jingshen was absent-minded all day.

Whenever I quiet down, I always remember Song Qianyi's words.

"Honey, do I need to cut my heart out and show it to you?"

She has a silver tongue and a sharp mind; even if you dissect her, what does that prove?

snort!

But when I calm down, feelings of guilt still creep in.

During the three days he anxiously awaited Song Qianyi's response, she was facing darkness and unknown fears alone.

The thrill of last night is still fresh in my mind.

Will the situation over the next three days be even more serious than last night?

How did she escape without anyone helping her?

If he had cared about her even a little, wouldn't he have prevented her from facing danger alone for so long?

"Shen Chen!" Ji Jingshen called out.

Shen Chen entered, ready to serve at any moment.

Ji Jingshen gave a date, "Go and find out who Madam was in contact with that day."

"Yes." Although Shen Chen didn't understand, he still did as instructed.

This happened almost a month ago, it's not easy to handle!

Looks like I'll be working overtime again tonight.

That evening, Ji Jingshen returned home to find only the housekeeper cooking downstairs. He glanced upstairs instinctively and asked, "Where is she?"

"She had a fever again during the day and slept in a daze all day, not eating much." The nanny replied, "I just took her temperature, and her fever has gone down."

Ji Jingshen agreed and went up to the second floor.

Song Qianyi sat half-upright against the headboard, a short video playing on her phone. A damp towel covered her forehead, and she looked listless, like a flower that had lost its moisture.

Hearing the sound, she looked towards the door, her eyes shining brightly: "You're back!"

His voice, slightly hoarse from the fever, was full of joy and excitement.

It seems the minor conflict from this morning never happened.

"Are you feeling better?" Ji Jingshen asked.

"No~" Song Qianyi drawled, tilting her head closer to Ji Jingshen, "Feel it, it's still burning!"

The way it tilted its head back made it look like a puppy waiting for its owner to pat its head.

Ji Jingshen's lips curled into a smile he himself didn't even notice, and he raised his hand.

He stopped halfway through his action: "Then you should rest well."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Comparable to a master of face-changing.

Song Qianyi's smile vanished abruptly.

How could you not be soft-hearted?

It seems we need to take a drastic measure!

Ji Jingshen did not visit Song Qianyi again. Song Qianyi was also very quiet. The nanny said that she had drunk some porridge, taken some medicine, and fallen asleep.

It was almost midnight when Ji Jingshen finished his work and was about to rest. After washing up, there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door, and Song Qianyi stood at the door, hugging a pillow, looking up at him with her little face.

His gaze swept over her bare feet, and his brows furrowed.

Her fair and delicate feet were awkwardly crossed on the ground, which was quite an eyesore.

"what happened?"

"I'm scared." Song Qianyi's voice was trembling with tears.

She carefully tugged at the hem of Ji Jingshen's bathrobe. "I always feel a sudden urge to see that man. The room is so dark, I feel like he's lying outside the window."

“He has been detained and will not be released for some time. Moreover, he does not know your home address and would never have imagined that you are staying here,” Ji Jingshen stated the facts objectively.

"But I'm scared, the room is so dark."

"Then leave the lights on."

Ji Jingshen was impervious to swords and spears, but Song Qianyi persisted: "I'm scared!"

Ji Jingshen didn't speak again. He looked down at her for a long time before saying, "Miss Song, I think I need to remind you that we are about to get a divorce, and our current relationship is not suitable for sleeping in the same bed."

Song Qianyi didn't say anything, she just stared at him longingly.

After a long standoff, Ji Jingshen finally gave in, taking a half-step back to create some distance: "This is the last time."

He thought to himself, "I won't argue with the patient."

Song Qianyi got her wish, smiled secretly, not daring to show it too obviously, and walked in with her head down.

Ji Jingshen's room was large, mainly decorated in black and gray tones, and looked deserted. Song Qianyi lay on the bed, tucked into the quilt, her nostrils filled with the scent of Ji Jingshen.

It smells good and makes you feel at ease.

She closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

She didn't lie to Ji Jingshen; she was indeed afraid when she slept alone.

Ji Jingshen didn't expect that when he changed into his pajamas and came back, Song Qianyi was already asleep, her small body curled up in the gray velvet quilt, her long hair covering half of the pillow, her hands tightly hugging the pillow.

Where was there even a hint of fear?

He suddenly regretted letting Song Qianyi in.