138: Chapter 0138: So Disgraces Cannot Be Avenged 138: Chapter 0138: So Disgraces Cannot Be Avenged “Don’t…”
Just as Song Jia was about to speak, Qin Rung had already ripped a few wires off Ji Yunlin, causing the dical equipnt nearby to imdiately start emitting beeping alarm sounds!
Qin Rung’s eyes widened as she witnessed the scene before her, “This…
this is real?”
At that mont, doctors imdiately rushed in.
Upon seeing the scene before them, they began life-saving asures without a word.
Ji Zhuoyuan’s expression turned extrely grim, looking as if he could devour soone, his fists tightly clenched.
What is called disregarding human life, in his view, Qin Rung was disregarding human life, playing them for fools.
About half an hour later, the doctors finally managed to bring Ji Yunlin back from the brink of death.
Afterwards, the doctors admonished Ji Zhuoyuan and Song Jia a few words and then left.
“Miss Qin, now you have seen it,” Ji Zhuoyuan said in a low and hoarse voice, “My son’s life hangs in balance, please stop this recklessness!”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, so sorry!” Qin Rung said with a face full of apologies.
“I thought he was feigning pain to avoid settling accounts with , I’m really sorry, sorry…”
If Ye Xunhuan didn’t know Qin Rung very well, he might have also been deceived by her act, but unfortunately, he knew her all too well.
“You did this on purpose, you did this on purpose, you want to kill my son, you little bastard…”
Upon hearing the words ‘little bastard,’ Qin Rung’s face changed dramatically, and just then Ji Zhuoyuan turned around and swung his right hand directly at Song Jia’s face!
“Slap!”
A crisp sound rang out imdiately, a slap sending Song Jia tumbling to the ground with strands of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
On the ground, Song Jia covered her face, staring agape at Ji Zhuoyuan, completely unprepared for Ji Zhuoyuan to strike her, especially under these circumstances.
Not only was Song Jia stunned, but Tang Yurou and Zhao Wusheng were too, only Ye Xunhuan watched Ji Zhuoyuan with a slightly amused look.
“You…
you dare to hit …”
“Shut up!” Ji Zhuoyuan roared, “Say one more word and get out!”
Seeing Ji Zhuoyuan’s face turn livid, as though he were ready to eat soone, Song Jia initially wanted to say sothing but choked on her words, ultimately remaining silent.
The next mont, Ji Zhuoyuan slowly turned his head towards Qin Rung, “Miss Qin, I apologize.
I hope you can forgive Song Jia.
Don’t lower yourself to her level, I apologize on her behalf!”
anwhile, Song Jia just stood there, frozen in place, staring silently at Ji Zhuoyuan.
Qin Rung snorted coldly, “Ji Zhuoyuan, keep your wife in check.
This ti, for the sake of the Ji family, I won’t stoop to her level, but if there is a next ti…”
Qin Rung’s voice trailed off, but the implication was clear.
“Yes, yes, thank you Miss Qin for your graciousness.”
“Now that your son is in this condition, I won’t say more,” Qin Rung said coldly.
“Let’s discuss another matter!”
“Whatever you wish to discuss, Miss Qin, please proceed!” Ji Zhuoyuan said, lowering himself.
“I’m deeply sorry for what happened to your son, but don’t wrongfully accuse ,” Qin Rung said icily.
“Miss Qin ans…”
“Your son has suffered, and I understand your desire for revenge, but don’t throw baseless accusations at my Huanhuan,” Qin Rung said sternly.
“Anyone who dares to fra my Huanhuan or uses their power against him, shouldn’t bla for not being polite.”
“Huanhuan?”
“My nephew!” Qin Rung said, stretching out her finger toward Ye Xunhuan: “It’s him—Ye Xunhuan.
Take a good look!”
At first, Qin Rung had noticed Ye Xunhuan and thought he was her bodyguard, but now it seed he was not.
“Could he be…”
“Yes, he is my sister’s son.”
Upon hearing Qin Rung’s words, Ji Zhuoyuan’s gaze lingered on Ye Xunhuan for several seconds before he nodded: “I understand!”
“Now that you understand, I won’t bother you any further,” said Qin Rung lightly!
With these words, Qin Rung headed straight for the exit.
However, as she was about to reach the door, it seed she rembered sothing, suddenly stopping: “Ji Zhuoyuan, you’re a smart man.
I hope you don’t get confused when it matters most, or you might find yourself falling into hell.”
As the sound of her voice faded, Qin Rung left without looking back.
“Mr.
Ji, I’ll go and see Miss Qin off…”
“I’ll co too…”
At this mont, Zhao Wusheng and Wang Shengli knew this wasn’t a place they should linger; leaving sooner rather than later was the better option.
Especially after being humiliated by Qin Rung, Ji Zhuoyuan was probably seething with rage inside, better to skedaddle before getting burned themselves!
After Qin Rung and the others had left, Song Jia imdiately got up from the ground, crazed, and began to lash out at Ji Zhuoyuan: “Ji Zhuoyuan, you bastard, your wife has been beaten like this, and you still side with others; your son is now in this state, you…”
“Shut the hell up!” Ji Zhuoyuan grabbed Song Jia by the wrist, glaring at him: “Who do you think Qin Rung is, calling her a ‘little bastard’?
Do you want those three old monsters to gather at our family’s door or perhaps have them talk with your father?”
“Or perhaps you want them to speak with your father…”
Hearing Ji Zhuoyuan’s words, Song Jia instantly deflated like a frostbitten eggplant, looking utterly devastated.
Seeing Song Jia quiet down, Ji Zhuoyuan slowly continued, his tone filled with helplessness and fear: “In this world, there are so people we cannot afford to offend!”
“The only bla is that our son was foolish, offending soone he should never have crossed!”
Things had reached this point, and Ji Zhuoyuan knew all too well that his son’s current state was inevitably tied to Ye Xunhuan, but what could he do?
Could he really not seek revenge?
He wanted to, but having lived half his life, he understood one truth: so disgraces aren’t simply resolved by seeking retribution.
And so people, even if they slap you, you still have to nod and bow, gratefully calling them ‘grandpa,’ and even saying they did well!
He is that woman’s son, Qin’s family’s nephew, protected by Qin Rung; he simply had no ans, and seeking revenge was nothing but a pipe dream for him!
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