My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early - Chapter 536
Chapter 536: Chapter 535: Love too deep, can’t bring myself to hate (third part)
Ji Baixin found herself in a bit of an awkward spot.
Qin Keqin was indeed a person with high emotional intelligence and her speeches were always artful.
Still, her abrupt frankness at this moment left Ji Baixin at a loss for words.
Qin Keqin made no attempt to ease things over for Ji Baixin. She suddenly got up from the living room couch, “Mrs Wu, please bring the little tiger upstairs. I will spend some time with him.”
“Yes, Madam.”
With that, Mrs Wu carried the little tiger and followed Qin Keqin out.
Qin Keqin shot a glance at Yin Bin who was sitting on the couch, “What are you waiting for? Shouldn’t you be lending me a hand?”
“…” Yin Bin put down the fruit in his hand and followed Qin Keqin upstairs.
Ji Baixin could only watch their retreating backs.
With a smirk, she said, “Your family doesn’t hesitate to show their true feelings towards me, do they?”
Yin Qin didn’t say a word.
“Sometimes, I think that my good intentions are maliciously twisted by your family members. It’s as if I can’t say a word in your home. What did I say wrong just now? Do you remember how I warned you about this? Didn’t I mention that the little tiger will affect Luo Xiaolang’s future, and what was your reply? Now, since Luo Xiaolang is sacrificing the little tiger for her career, your family sees her as noble and me as despicable, is that it?”
“Baixin, no one is saying that about you. However, I feel that you’d better not meddle in the matter regarding the little tiger.” Yin Qin advised.
“Why? Because I am not his mother? Because I am an irrelevant person who doesn’t even have the right to voice an opinion? Yin Qin, you really treat me well, giving your all for the sake of treating me well.”
“My kindness to you is not reliant on others, I am sincerely good to you.”
“I really don’t understand.” Ji Baixin got up from the couch,” I assume I might not be appearing frequently in this house in the future. How am I supposed to fit into your family, let alone be liked by your parents? In their eyes, I am an outsider, an intruder. Everything that I do will just lead to my own suffering, won’t it?”
Yin Qin didn’t want to explain anymore.
At that moment, he even felt it might be better if Ji Baixin, with her current mindset, didn’t come to his house.
Seeing Yin Qin not saying anything, Ji Baixin’s face grew colder.
She left a remark, “Yin Qin, I advise you to seriously consider bringing the little tiger back to your side while you still have the chance. Luo Xiaolang is so young; she still has many aspirations in her life. Her current possession of the little tiger is merely just possession. In reality, she can’t provide him with the security of a family.”
Yin Qin didn’t reply to Ji Baixin.
Suppressing her emotions, Ji Baixin left the Yin’s mansion.
She drove, struggling to keep her inner rage under control.
She just couldn’t figure it out. Luo Xiaolang was so selfish. How could a selfish person like her release the little tiger for the sake of her own career and still gain support from everyone? Yet, everything she said and did was opposed by the entire Yin family.
She couldn’t tolerate it.
Fine.
If the members of the Yin family didn’t want to be the bad guys, she would.
In any case.
She was definitely going to take the little tiger away.
Rewinding a bit, she admitted that she simply couldn’t stand to see Luo Xiaolang having a good life.
Why could she pursue her career and have her own son? Why did all the good things come to her?
If she could send the little tiger to the Yin family, she should never think of taking him back in the future.
She picked up her phone and dialed, “Lawyer Zhang.”
“Miss Ji?”
“Yes.”
“Ms Ji, it’s an honor receiving a call from you. Have you got any work for me?”
“I have a custody case that I would like to consult you with.”
“Your case?”
“It quite is.”
“Let’s meet and talk.”
“I’ll come to your law firm.”
“Alright.”
Ji Baixin hung up the phone.
She let out a sinister smile.
No matter what, she must make Luo Xiaolang choke on Yin Qin!
…
Luo Xiaolang had gone abroad for a competition.
After work one evening, Song Zhizhi only knew of this while intending to visit the little tiger. Luo Xiaolang was away for another competition, and the little tiger had gone to Qin Keqin’s place.
When she thought about it, Ms Qin was probably due soon.
Time truly flies.
She could still vaguely remember when she married Ji Baijian.
Back then, even though both of them had the intention to use each other, or perhaps it was just her, there wasn’t such estrangement between them as there is now, let alone such insincere words.
She lay in bed, watching Ji Baijian leave their room.
A week had passed since her return.
The two of them were under the same roof, existing together heartlessly.
Neither of them mentioned their inner thoughts, nor questioned whether their relationship could continue.
Ji Baijian slid under the covers and lay next to her.
Every night, they maintained a healthy distance as if they were close but yet far away.
Tonight.
Song Zhizhi suddenly moved closer after he lay down.
She buried her head in his back.
Ji Baijian’s body seemed to stiffen slightly.
Song Zhizhi asked, “Ji Baijian, do you desire it?”
Ji Baijian did not respond.
“If you do desire it…”
“Sleep,” Ji Baijian interrupted her.
Song Zhizhi pursed her lips.
“I won’t engage in things against my will.”
So, he didn’t desire it.
The corners of her mouth smiled slightly.
She didn’t let him go, sticking her face tightly against his back.
Tomorrow, perhaps, this room would be completely empty.
Because, on the other side, they couldn’t wait anymore.
They said they would take action tomorrow night.
There was nothing she could give Ji Baijian. She thought she could make up for it with her last offer, but obviously, Ji Baijian didn’t need it.
A sleepless night.
Song Zhizhi woke up early.
Ji Baijian felt it, but he didn’t move.
He woke up according to his biological clock.
At that moment, he saw Song Zhizhi downstairs making breakfast.
She was scrambling a bit, but she had laid out a lot of breakfast on the table. Looking up at him, she quickly said, “I did my best.”
“I can see that,” Ji Baijian nodded.
Song Zhizhi served the last fried egg.
It was a bit scorched.
She was speechless and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t eat it.”
“Don’t waste it,” Ji Baijian said.
Saying so, he took the knife and fork and started eating bit by bit.
Even the most burnt bits, he ate them all.
Song Zhizhi’s heart was stirring a little.
After Ji Baijian finished his own breakfast, he asked Song Zhizhi, “Aren’t you eating?”
Song Zhizhi was dumbfounded.
“I’ll eat it for you.” Saying that, he ate the egg she had overcooked.
Song Zhizhi watched him eat slowly, one bite at a time. She grabbed his hand, “Ji Baijian, don’t eat anymore. If you want to eat, I’ll make it again for you next time.”
She just couldn’t bear to watch anymore.
“Will there be a next time?” Ji Baijian asked.
A sharp pain pulsed through Song Zhizhi’s heart.
In waves.
Her eyes were a little red, and she couldn’t utter a single word.
Ji Baijian said, “So, don’t waste your effort.”
Song Zhizhi kept silent.
A quiet morning.
Just like that, Song Zhizhi watched Ji Baijian eat all the breakfast she had prepared, fried egg, toast, salad, and milk, and he even finished her serving.
After a long time.
He finished.
He gracefully put down the knife and fork, and wiped his lips.
Throughout it all, one really couldn’t detect his emotions, not even the most unpalatable taste could change his expression.
When Song Zhizhi watched him finish, she said, “I’ll clean up.”
Then she got up to wash the dishes and cutlery.
Ji Baijian just watched Song Zhizhi’s retreating figure.
Watched her cleaning the dishes with the utmost care.
Suddenly.
There was a “clatter” sound.
A bowl had shattered.
Song Zhizhi quickly crouched down to pick up the pieces, but accidentally cut her finger.
As Song Zhizhi endured the pain at the tip of her finger and tried to continue picking up the shattered pieces, Ji Baijian’s large hand suddenly gripped hers. He stared at the blood oozing from her index finger. After a moment, he took her finger into his mouth.
Song Zhizhi’s throat tightened.
Ji Baijian licked the blood from her hand and then, after a long time, said, “Let me bandage it for you.”
Ji Baijian took Song Zhizhi to the couch, and with his slender fingers, he carefully cleaned her wound, applied iodine, and then bandaged it.
“Ji Baijian, will there be a day when you hate me?”
“No,” Ji Baijian directly replied.
She hadn’t said anything and he was so decisive?
Ji Baijian was putting away the first aid kit and slowly said, “Love runs too deep to be marred by hate.”
