"You are so bossy, do you still think he is the poor little Ji Qingqing of your family?" Tang Wuyou looked at Ji Qingqing disdainfully, "I'm sorry, he is no longer the poor little Ji Qingqing of the Ji family who took care of others because he was deceived by you.

, he is now the young master of the Tang family, Tang Chengan, and you are not qualified to give orders to him.

Also, if we come together, we will go back together. If you want me to go out, fine, he will go out with me."

Tang Wuyou grabbed Tang Chengan's arm and pulled Tang Chengan to his side.

Looking at the two people standing side by side, Ji Qingqing was so flustered that she felt like she had been completely abandoned by Ji Qingche.

She looked at Tang Chengan in pain and shook her head repeatedly: "Cheng'an, please, don't do this to me, I feel so uncomfortable... Stay with me, stay with me alone, please..."

As she spoke, she coughed violently again. She covered her chest and coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs.

The housekeeper felt extremely distressed and pleadingly said to Tang Chengan: "Master Che, considering that the eldest lady is a patient now, please stay with her!

Let's all go out. Please advise her to go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible.

I have a high fever and a cough so bad. If it turns into pneumonia, it will be fatal!"

The old housekeeper was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and his already hunched back became even more rickety.

Tang Chengan grew up under the watch of the old housekeeper, who loved him as his own grandson.

Ji's father, Ji's mother, and Ji Qingqing all took care of him. He owed them a debt of gratitude. They knew clearly that his father was looking for him and didn't return him to his father. They all owed him, but the old housekeeper didn't owe him anything.

On the contrary, the old housekeeper has taken good care of him over the years.

He had to give the old housekeeper some face.

He whispered to Tang Wuyou: "You go out first, my sister and I will have a chat alone."

He thought Tang Wuyou would disagree, and he would have to spend a lot of time convincing Tang Wuyou.

Unexpectedly, Tang Wuyou didn't bother him at all and immediately said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

After saying this, he walked out the door.

When he reached the door, he turned back to look at Ji Qingqing: "Don't think you can bully him when you are alone!

If you dare to bully him again, we will take revenge on you!

You know my identity very well, and you cannot bear our revenge!"

Ji Qingqing gripped the sheets under her angrily, and her anger surged to the top of her head. He was dizzy because of the collision: "Of course I feel sorry for my own brother. You don't need to tell me, I won't bully him. You are sowing discord!"

After Tang Wuyou said this, if she was nice to her brother, it was as if she was threatened by Tang Wuyou and did so.

It was as if if Tang Wuyou didn't threaten her, she would persecute her brother.

But she never thought of it that way!

In just a few words, Tang Wuyou put her and her brother on opposite sides.

This young man who looks sunny and handsome actually has a dark heart.

So disgusting!

"Really?" Tang Wuyou raised one corner of his mouth mockingly, "The injury on Ji Qingche's back hasn't healed yet. Your words are so unconvincing!"

"You..." Ji Qingqing was so angry that her eyes turned black and she almost fainted. She covered her chest and coughed violently.

For the umpteenth time, she hated her stupid behavior of running to Guangsha Office for help.

Everything seemed to be destined by heaven. The Ji family loved Ji Qingche so much that they allowed him to live the life of a true young master. The only time Ji Qingche was so miserable was that he was tortured by the people from the Guangsha Office.

Hit.

Then, it became the basis for Guangsha Office to ridicule her.

What kind of luck does she have?

Seeing that she was coughing and out of breath, Tang Chengan patted her on the back and looked at Tang Wuyou helplessly: "Do you have to make my sister angry to death?"

"It's not impossible," Tang Wuyou shrugged nonchalantly, "Anyway, you don't have to pay with your life if you piss someone off."

Tang Chengan: "...You go out first, I will talk to my sister."

This time, Tang Wuyou finally left the room without causing any further trouble.

The housekeeper and the family doctor also wisely withdrew.

Tang Chengan poured a glass of water for Ji Qingqing: "Sister, drink water."

Ji Qingqing took his hand and drank a few sips of water before suppressing the heartbreaking cough.

After a while, her violent breathing gradually calmed down.

She raised her eyes that were filled with tears and looked at Tang Chengan sadly: "Qingqing, sister can't live without you...Sister regrets it, sister shouldn't let you go...Qingqing, will you come, okay?"

Tang Chengan helped her lie down and raised his hand to test the temperature of her forehead: "It is indeed very hot. Shall I take you to the hospital?"

"Qingqing, answer me!" Ji Qingqing grabbed his hand and burst into tears, "Qingqing, since you left, I feel that this villa is empty, and my heart is also empty.

When I open my eyes, it’s you, when I close my eyes, it’s you too.

I thought I could leave you, I was wrong, I overestimated myself, I can't live without you, Qing Qing..."

She grabbed Ji Qingche's hand and put it on her face, crying even harder: "Brother... after my parents passed away, you are my only relative. I can't lose you anymore. I have already

After losing my parents, and then losing you, I don’t know what the meaning of my life is anymore..."

Ji Qingche took his hand out of hers and said, "Sister, I only have sister-brother love for you, not love between a man and a woman. Now that you have reached the age of marriage, you try to find a boyfriend.

When you find the person you like, get married, have a husband and children, you will have found the meaning of life."

"No, I don't like others..." Ji Qingqing shook her head, "Qingqing, I like you. I just want to marry you. I don't want to marry anyone but you."

"But I don't want to marry you," Tang Chengan looked at her calmly, "In the past, I was the adopted son of the Ji family. I owed the Ji family for their upbringing. If my parents asked me to marry you, I had to marry you. If I don't,

That's ungrateful.

Now, I am no longer the adopted son of the Ji family. I can choose my own life. I will not marry you.

I don't love you, and if I marry you, I will harm you."

He is actually very young, only seventeen years old.

But he has been precocious since he was a child, and he has long understood the principles that adults understand.

At this moment, he was as calm as water, and his face showed a maturity and calmness that was inconsistent with his age and childish appearance.

"You...how can you say that?" Ji Qingqing's eyes widened, "What if, what if you don't know the truth all your life? You will marry me, right?"

Tang Chengan nodded: "Yes."
Chapter completed!