Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Answer it! Answer it!" Ye Shengge was almost in tears.

However, the time shown on the phone was three thirty in the morning. At this time, ordinary people were in deep sleep. Even if their phones were switched on, they wouldn't be woken up easily.

Ji Shiting couldn't take it anymore. He breathed heavily and slid down.

"Shiting!" Ye Shengge grabbed his arm and looked at the knife on his chest. Tears streamed down her face. "Hang in there. I'll go find Sister Xiu now. I'll ask them to send you to the hospital!"

Ji Shiting grabbed her wrist with all his strength and said, "No. Listen to me, Shengge."

"Why? Why…" She hugged him as tears fell." Ji Shiting, you'll die! "

Ji Shiting took a deep breath and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "No, trust me, okay?"

Ye Shengge trembled more and more. She looked into the man's dark eyes, which were as firm as ever. She could see her own reflection in his eyes.

All of a sudden, she felt as if something had hit her heart.

So that is why…

All the questions that had puzzled her before now had a clear answer. Her uneasiness, her fear, and her uncertainty suddenly became ridiculous.

Ji Shiting, Ji Shiting…

She called his name in her heart, wishing she could hug him and cry.

However, there was no time. He mustn't die. He absolutely couldn't…

The call to Sun Ye was hung up because no one picked up. Ji Shiting swallowed hard and said, "Call Qiao Yanze or Feng Jing…"

However, Ye Shengge suddenly stood up.

"Nothing can happen to you, Shiting," she mumbled. She kissed his pale lips and smiled at him.

The man's pupils contracted as he realized something.

"Shengge!" He tried to stop her.

However, the woman didn't listen this time.

She turned around and rushed out of the room.

"Sister Xiu! Uncle Chen!" The quiet villa was awakened by the woman's hoarse voice.

Ji Shiting took a deep breath and fell to the ground.

…

Half an hour later, at Jing'an Hospital.

Ji Shiting had been sent to the emergency room.

Outside the emergency room, Ye Shengge was sitting on a chair, looking listless and pale. She was only wearing a thin sleeping robe, and her feet were bare. Her skirt and arms were stained with blood, and she was holding a phone in her right hand.

Sister Xiu kept looking at her. She recalled what she had seen after rushing to the bedroom and couldn't figure out the reason.

However, Young Madam definitely couldn't get away with it. At that time, besides Young Master, there was only Young Madam in the room. It couldn't be that Young Master was trying to commit suicide.

Sister Xiu sighed and looked away.

Grandpa and Uncle Jin arrived.

"How is it?" Grandpa Ji's face was pale, and his hands were shaking.

"The doctor said that the knife stabbed Young Master's chest. Fortunately, it wasn't deep, otherwise…"