Chapter 767: Chapter 767: Returning to One’s Ancestral Roots (23)_1 Chapter 767: Chapter 767: Returning to One’s Ancestral Roots (23)_1 Seeing how obedient she was, Gu Zichen grew even fonder of her, reached out to stroke her little head, and then rose to leave the classroom.
What she did not know was that as soon as she left the classroom, another of her favored students rubbed repeatedly over the spot she had touched, trying to feel her presence and scent. It was only when they were satisfied that her traces were gone did they retract their hand.
Ruan Jiaojiao was thoroughly infuriated, glaring at Xiu Xi. Doesn’t he know that a head can break, blood can flow, but a hairstyle must not be ssed up?!
As soon as the English teacher left, a few students who were on good terms with Qi Weixin gathered around, and her new deskmate, Xiu Zhou, also asked with concern, “Weixin, are your ears okay?”
Qi Weixin glanced at Ruan Jiaojiao and Xiu Xi. It took her several seconds before she replied, “It’s okay.”
But in reality, one of her eardrums had ruptured when Qi Lian slapped her that day, and she needed to go to a specialist hospital for reconstructive surgery.
Thinking about the suffering she had endured that day, the look Qi Weixin gave Ruan Jiaojiao was tinged with bone-deep coldness. She would not forgive them!
Ruan Jiaojiao was all ears and, upon hearing this, breathed a sigh of relief.
Little did she know that it was precisely because of such attitude that the resentnt toward her had deepened, even as she contentedly nursed from her milk bottle with smacking sounds.
Only Xiu Xi glanced at Qi Weixin with an even colder gaze, which frightened Qi Weixin into quickly averting her eyes.
On Friday afternoon, there was no evening self-study, and school was dismissed after the seventh period, just like before. As usual, Ruan Jiaojiao and Ruan Lei walked ho together. When they passed by the hospital, Ruan Jiaojiao rembered that it had been several days since she had heard anything about Liao Zhaoji, and she wondered how things were going now.
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After Liao Zhaoji was hit with that stool by Ruan Jiandang, she had surgery under anesthesia and did not regain consciousness until the following evening.
These past few days, with another child to care for at ho, the old man did not stay at the hospital every day; instead, it was Ruan Jiandang who spent more ti there.
By Thursday, she was no longer feeling dizzy. Watching Ruan Jiandang put the lunch on the table beside her bed and leave, she hurriedly called out to him.
“Jiandang,” she called, her voice still weak.
Ruan Jiandang turned back to look at her.
Seeing his tall figure and thinking of the slovenly man at ho, Liao Zhaoji had always been unwilling to admit that she really regretted, deeply regretted, how she had treated him for the sake of her own family.
Over the last two years, Liao Xinmin had died, Liao Laifu had been disabled and was bedridden, being cared for daily by the Li Family. She understood that this brother could no longer be her support, and with her current husband keeping her in check, she seldom returned to her parental ho.
Now, seeing her forr husband and thinking of the comfortable life the Ruan Family was leading, she truly regretted it.
Lying in bed these days, watching Ruan Jiandang busying himself, doing even more than her own husband could, she couldn’t help but harbor a fantasy.
Ruan Jiandang had not taken another wife in these two years—could it be that he still couldn’t let go of her?
At the thought, Liao Zhaoji’s heart began to throb with excitent. After Ruan Jiandang turned back, she asked, “Jiandang, you haven’t remarried in these past few years because you can’t let go of , is that it?”
Ruan Jiandang was startled by her words, truly shocked. He had not expected Liao Zhaoji to have such a thick skin.
He said nothing, and after leaving, he never returned. By Friday, he had hired a caretaker who took care of her als.
When a stranger entered her hospital room, and after finding out who it was, Liao Zhaoji’s expression was indeed a sight to behold.
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