Jing Xiaocha had the courage from somewhere, and his eyes were wet, looking at Wen Jin, and he continued without waiting for him to speak, "Brother Wen, I like you, but I also know that you don't like me. You can rest assured that even if I return to China now, I will not pester you ignorantly."

"I won't be a third party."

She swallowed all the grievances and stubbornly raised her chin, "I am very grateful for helping me this time. I will solve the next thing myself. I wish you and Sister Ou happiness."

Speaking of this, Jing Xiaocha took out his wallet and put the money that Wen Jin had lent to her that day on the table in front of him, "This is the money you lent me that day. My serialized novel still has some income, enough to support myself."

Putting the wallet in the bag, Jing Xiaocha added, "Please thank Sister Ou for me."

After saying this, Jing Xiaocha grabbed his bag and ran out of the restaurant.

Wen Jin blinked his eyes, but he still didn't react.

Jing Xiaocha finished speaking like firecrackers, and ran away again with great grievance.

He looked at the money placed on the table, and after a moment, he reached out to pick up the money and put it in his wallet. There was a hint of coldness between his handsome eyebrows.

Wen Jin didn't think he had done something wrong, but since Jing Xiaocha misunderstood, he didn't want to explain anything.

But the words "I like you" echoed in her ears. Thinking of her grievances when she left and her slightly red eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable somewhere in his heart.

Wen Jin felt that he was empathetic.

Because he likes people he shouldn't like and understands the bitterness of unrequited love, he can understand and understand the bitterness that Jing Xiaocha likes himself.

Although he was avoiding her, he couldn't help but care about her.

Jing Xiaocha said those words in front of Wen Jin, but after getting in the taxi, she couldn't help but wet her eyes with tears.

She looked out the car window stubbornly, looked at the rapidly regressing building, and thought of her unstoppable love for Wen Jin, and her heart couldn't help but feel endless bitterness spread.

Even though I know I shouldn't like it, I can't control my heart.

Even if she escaped abroad and was separated by the Pacific Ocean, she could not drive away the shadows in her heart every night.

Instead, because of her deep-rooted and wantonly growing love, she wrote her first novel, a story that ended with sadness.

Maybe because it is a heartfelt emotion and her own story, even her debut work is deeply loved by readers.

When he got home, Jing Xiaocha cooked a bowl of instant noodles for himself. He just brought it to the living room and hadn't eaten yet, the ringtone of his cell phone rang again.

She glanced at the caller ID, frowned, then threw her phone aside, lowered her head to eat instant noodles.

After she finished her instant noodles, a phone call came in again.

This time, it was not Jin Fengjiao who just now. She pressed the answer button and an old voice came from the other end of the phone, "Jing Xiaocha, Minghui is hospitalized, come to the hospital quickly."

"Why are you hospitalized and sick?"

Jing Xiaocha's eyes changed slightly, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

Zhang Minghui has always been in good health.

"It's not that I'm sick, I'm beaten up, I can't explain it clearly in just a few words. Come to Corning Hospital quickly."

Speaking of this, the other party hung up the phone.

Although Jing Xiaocha didn't want to care about Zhang Minghui, she was also Zhang Minghui's "relative". After hesitating for a moment, she picked up her bag and left the house.

Jing Xiaocha rushed to Corning Hospital. Zhang Minghui had already undergone the operation and was pushed into the ward.

"Xiao Cha, you are here. Minghui's fee has not been paid yet. You went first and paid him all the fees. The doctor said he would need to be hospitalized for a few days and he would also need a deposit."

The one who spoke was Zhang Minghui's grandmother.

He was not his biological son, but his grandfather married his wife.

At the beginning of last year, after Zhang Minghui's grandfather passed away, he had to follow this grandmother.

Before Jing Xiaocha came, she knew that she must have asked her to come to the hospital. She did not go back to pay the money immediately, but came to the bedside.

Zhang Minghui, who was lying on the hospital bed, was not very awake at this moment due to surgical anesthesia. She shouted "Zhang Minghui". The boy opened his eyes and looked at her without any expression.

Jing Xiaocha is not surprised by this.

Zhang Minghui had always hated her. He used to scold her for seducing his father, which made his parents go to jail. He hadn't seen him for more than a year and he grew a lot taller, but his disgust for her was still as deep as before.

Jing Xiaocha knew he could hear it and said to himself, "Why are you fighting with someone? Do you know that your hospitalization costs a lot of money?"

“…”

Zhang Minghui rolled his eyes and simply turned over and looked inside without looking at her.

The old woman, who was standing two steps away, said again, "Xiaocha, I can't control this kid. You are back now, so you can take him home."

"I can't control him either."

Jing Xiaocha looked coldly at Zhang Minghui who turned around and went downstairs to pay him.

"Xiao Cha, why are you here?"

In front of the payment window, Jing Xiaocha's shoulder was slapped, and Bai Yiyi's voice sounded behind her.

Jing Xiaocha turned his head, "Sister Bai."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Bai Yiyi looked at Jing Xiaocha and asked with concern. She was still following Gu Kai, and it seemed that the two of them were preparing to go home.

Jing Xiaocha replied softly, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable. It's my nephew Zhang Minghui who was hospitalized in a fight with someone. I'll pay him the money."

Gu Kai, who was standing behind Bai Yiyi, raised his eyebrows, "Zhang Minghui, is that disobedient child?"

He still remembers that little kid.

Jing Xiaocha nodded, "It's him."

"Does he live with you now?"

"No, he lives in his grandparents' house. His grandmother called me just now and said he had a fight with someone and asked me to come to the hospital..."

After listening to her simple explanation, Gu Kai understood, "Since that child lives in our hospital and you paid him the money, you can no longer let him treat you with the same attitude as before."

Jing Xiaocha said indifferently, "It's up to him to do it. It's not a matter of one or two that he hates me, I'm used to it."

"Let's go and see her with you." Gu Kai pondered slightly and made a decision.

Bai Yiyi nodded without any objection, and the three of them returned to the ward together. The old woman knew Gu Kai. When she saw Jing Xiaocha bringing them back, she immediately greeted Gu Kai enthusiastically.

Gu Kai came to the hospital bed, and without saying a word, he reached out to pinch Zhang Minghui's injured part. He turned his head and looked at him with a "ah" sound.

"Just this skill, you still fight with people?"

When he met Zhang Minghui's angry eyes, Gu Kai shook his head disdainfully.

"you……"
Chapter completed!