Zongling Biography

Chapter 469 Feng Hong
He was smoking a cigarette outside, and there were ghosts watching him from a distance, bowing down to him, as if they wanted something.

Zong Musui pretended to cast a casual glance, and when he let the cigarette end drop, he said: "Go where you should go, I can't help you either."

After he finished speaking, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and went back to the hospital. After entering the ward, he saw Ji Sijiu holding the documents in the paper bag and looking carefully at them.

"Happy?"

Ji Sijiu nodded, "Is your old man still very rich? How much can I sell this for?"

Zong Musui looked at the document, and then asked, "Why are you selling it?"

"It's useless for me to keep it! It's better to sell some money and do something meaningful. It's very expensive for me to distribute free medicine every day!"

"Then you sell it to me! I want you to have a home here, so you don't have to deal with those people in my family when you come here in the future."

Ji Sijiu curled her lips, "I'm selling you what your father gave me, and you gave it to me in the end? Isn't this giving me money for nothing? You're at a loss for doing this!"

Zong Musui replied indifferently: "Why do I earn money? Isn't it all for you to spend?"

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then immediately changed into a smiling face, "Is it so good? Forget it, then I won't sell it, I will save you some money, and I will give you a key. You can live there if you want! Don't come here often."

Zong Musui put his hand on her neck, the distance between the two of them was getting closer, Ji Sijiu's smile gradually disappeared.

"Jiu'er, did I tell you that fake smiles are reserved for others?"

"I can only smile like this now, if you don't want to see me not laughing, that's all."

She always smiles, but she has long forgotten the angle of the smile from the inside.

Zong Musui watched her blinking eyelashes, and leaned against her involuntarily, Afu immediately covered her eyes with her hands
"Clang clang clang."

There was a knock at the door, but he failed.

He closed his eyes irritably, took a deep breath to adjust his breathing, then sat up straight and straightened his clothes.

The watch on his hand reflected the dazzling brilliance under the light.

Ji Sijiu ordered: "Afu, go and open the door."

The people who came were Zong Muze and Zong Muyin whom she had been looking forward to all along. Zong Muze brought a bunch of flowers and handed them to Afu to put them up.

Mu Yin sat on the hospital bed carelessly, took Ji Sijiu's hand and asked worriedly: "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Ji Sijiu shook her head, "The pain has been gone for a long time, and I can go out in a few days, don't worry!"

Zong Muyin saw the documents on the bed with sharp eyes, "Eh? My dad came here just now?"

She nodded, "Yeah."

Zong Muyin said enviously: "My dad can do it! It's a single house, rich and rich."

After hearing this, Zong Muze's face immediately flashed embarrassment, and he also handed out a red envelope, "Here, your Fenghong!"

Ji Sijiu took it and pinched the thickness, "Thank you, Brother Mu Ze."

"It should be, you have suffered such a big injury, don't think too little."

Zong Musui avoided the red envelope and opened it in public. Inside was a check, no wonder she held it so thin.

Zong Musui looked at the number on it, and smiled, "Brother is willing to write such a big check at this time, and I will thank you for my Jiuer."

Ji Sijiu glared at him, he was really jealous, declaring sovereignty anytime and anywhere.

Zong Muze didn't feel a little embarrassed by his teasing, but just replied lightly: "I gave it to Sijiu, what does it have to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)