So You Have Loved Me Too

He pointed at Ji Anning, angrily unable to speak, finally rolled his eyes and fell backward.

Wu Tezhu, who was standing a few meters away, rushed forward to support his old man, "Chairman, Chairman..."

Dazzled by the hatred forced by the old man back then, Ji Anning was also frightened when he saw his old man fall down. She quickly got up and leaned in.

Wu Tezhu looked at her anxiously and said, "Miss Anning, call an ambulance."

Ji Anning nodded, "I see."

...

The old man has been sent to the rescue room for more than an hour, and there is no news yet.

Ji Anning stood at the door looking anxiously, and Wu Te helped pace him back and forth.

The two were equally anxious.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps at the door. Assistant Wu looked up, his eyes lit up, "Little Master."

Ji Anning's eyes flashed with excitement, she turned her head, and the tall figure of the man had arrived behind her.

But he didn't look at her. He raised his head, staring anxiously at the words'rescue room' with a light on the door.

Ji Anning looked up at him for a while, pursed his lips, and said nothing in the end.

She turned quietly, walked past Ji Chicheng, looked at Wu Tezhu, "I'm going back."

She greeted him lightly, and then she raised her foot and walked towards the emergency door.

Listening to the sound of her footsteps, Ji Chicheng shrugged her shoulders, turned around, looked over, and looked at Ji Anning's petite back.

‘She married a wealthy businessman after leaving the sea market...’

‘It’s said that she and the rich businessman had a daughter...’

He put down his hand against the door of the rescue room, stepped back startled, retreated to the side wall, and leaned on it.

At this moment, the door of the rescue room opened, the doctor walked out from inside, Wu Tezhu greeted him nervously, "Doctor, how is our chairman?"

The young foreign doctor gave him a soothing look, "There is no life-threatening, but he needs to enter the intensive care unit for nursing."

Hearing this, Ji Chicheng, who was leaning against the wall, breathed a sigh of relief.

He held the wall with his hands, stood up straight, walked to the door of the rescue room, and the medical staff pushed the old man out of it.

"Chairman!" Wu Tezhu quickly greeted him, and accompanied the medical staff to **** the old man to the intensive care unit.

Ji Chicheng followed them slowly and reached the elevator entrance. He stopped but did not enter.

Watching the elevator door close, he turned around and strode towards the door of the rescue room.

Ji Anning put his back against the wall and pressed his lips tightly, not letting herself cry.

"What are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a man's cold voice came from the right. Her body was startled, and her eyes trembled before she could flow.

Before she turned her head, the heavy footsteps of the man had reached her side.

She quickly reached out her hand to wipe the tears, then raised her head, her eyes met. Although she could control the tears, she couldn't control the choking voice, "I made him angry."

Her gaze followed Ji Chicheng to her face, face to face with him.

His dark eyes made her look nowhere to escape, so she could only look at him, "So are you just guilty?"

"...Yes." Ji Anning bit her lip and nodded lightly, then lowered her eyes.

Ji Chicheng clenched his fists with both hands, suppressing the emotions he wanted to explode, and said coldly: "He is okay, you can go away."