My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

The main gate of the hospital was still heavily surrounded by journalists.

Song Zhizhi explained, “He regrets not having completed the project, and feels enormously guilty toward Kostal Company. The illness came so suddenly that he had no time to apologize to Kostal Company in person. Therefore, he entrusted me to apologize to Kostal Company on his behalf and express his hope that his personal circumstances will not affect Kostal’s international e-commerce project. He also hopes that after his recovery, if there is an opportunity to resume the cooperation, he’d love to continue.”

“I believe the Kostal company will be understanding of young master Ji’s illness,” a reporter quickly added.

Song Zhizhi responded with a slight smile.

“Miss Song, you were staying in Jinghe Village because you heard about the illness of young master Ji and rushed back, is that right?”

“Yes, I hurried back when I heard about his heart relapse. I’ve already been with him in the hospital for a week. Fortunately, the project in Jinghe Village has been finished. During this break, I hope to spend more time with him and take care of him.”

“Since your marriage, it seems you have been separated more often than together.”

“Yes,” Song Zhizhi nodded.

“Is that why you two have not had children?” the reporter suddenly shifted topic.

Song Zhizhi was taken aback.

All the questions prepared were about Ji Baijian and his projects. Now they were suddenly asking such personal questions.

She glanced at Ji Baijian.

Ji Baijian returned her glance with a faint smile.

Song Zhizhi answered, “We never really thought about having children this early, we are still young. The matter of having children is not urgent. In other words, we hope to enjoy some more time as just the two of us.”

“So, does Miss Song mean you don’t want an extra person disturbing your current life?”

“But if an extra person comes into our lives, we would gladly accept them.” Song Zhizhi smiled.

“So, you two have not been actively avoiding having children?”

“It’s better to let things happen naturally with this kind of thing.”

“Does Miss Song hope for a boy or a girl?” the reporter gossiped.

“A girl.”

“Why?”

“Because a sweet and cute one would be adorable.”

“What about young master Ji?” the reporter asked Ji Baijian.

They thought Ji Baijian was not going to respond due to his situation.

But to their surprise, he spoke up, his voice weak, “I don’t mind whether it’s a boy or a girl, as long as it’s Zhizhi’s.”

Song Zhizhi looked at Ji Baijian.

Pretend.

Keep pretending!

The reporter laughed, “Young master Ji still loves Miss Song so much.”

“Not Miss Song,” Ji Baijian corrected, “Madam Ji.”

“Yes, yes, Madam Ji,” the reporter quickly agreed.

For once, their relationship with the reporters was pretty good.

After asking some more gossip, Song Zhizhi excused herself, citing Ji Baijian’s illness.

The two of them sat in the car.

Ji Baijian leaned on Song Zhizhi.

He fully leaned on Song Zhizhi’s body.

Song Zhizhi was silent, “The reporters are gone, can you stop pretending?”

He was really heavy.

“What if someone sees us, the game would be up.” Ji Baijian said, looking grave.

Song Zhizhi rolled her eyes.

Without interacting with Ji Baijian, without thorough interactions, you would never know a man like Ji Baijian can be so clingy.

She felt as if Ji Baijian was hanging on her body. If only she could lift him.

The car arrived at their residence.

Song Zhizhi helped Ji Baijian out of the car.

He was enjoying pretending to be sick too much, contentedly accepting the aid of Song Zhizhi.

When they entered the elevator and opened the door to their home, a white Samoyed jumped out.

Song Zhizhi was startled.

It took her a while to realize it was the dog Ji Baijian kept at the Ji Family’s estate, called Tank.

Even though she knew he got it for her.

But not letting her have it even though it was for her, she really didn’t understand this old eccentric Ji Baijian.

She had not mentioned it again with the frequent separation.

But now Ji Baijian had inexplicably brought it here.

She looked at the big white dog in front of her, she remembered it was called Tank.

Tank stared at them, its tongue out. Longing to get close to them but didn’t dare to approach, it just stood there looking around.

“Tank,” Ji Baijian called.

Hearing the summons, Tank immediately rubbed against Ji Baijian.

Ji Baijian looked disgusted, “Get down.”

Tank was a bit sad. It licked Ji Baijian’s cheek, then walked desolately to a corner.

Song Zhizhi was speechless, she didn’t expect Ji Baijian to be so cold to a dog.

He seems to be cold to everyone else, except for her.

She doesn’t know whether she should feel proud about it.

Song Zhizhi returned home with Ji Baijian.

Both of them sat on the sofa, with Tank sitting next to them, watching them.

Song Zhizhi asked, “I thought you didn’t like dogs?”

“Seeing things reminds me of people.”

Somewhat moved, Song Zhizhi asked, “Do you miss me a lot?”

“What would my wife like for me to prove that?” Ji Baijian looked very serious.

“There’s no need…”

“No, you need it.” Ji Baijian’s eyes began to gleam differently.

Song Zhizhi felt it.

Her heartbeat accelerated a bit.

She looked at Ji Baijian, watching his sexy lips move slightly, “My husband, I have been…disrespectful.”

Her phone rang out of the blue.

Feeling a bit nervous, Song Zhizhi pulled out her phone. This was the phone that Doctor Yan helped her buy during her week-long stay at the hospital with her newly applied phone number.

She took a deep breath, looking at the name displayed on the screen.

It seemed like every time Ji Baijian managed to fluster her to no end.

She quickly answered, “Dad.”

“Without my call, you wouldn’t think to call me?” The voice of Song Shan was stern.

Song Zhizhi just remembered to inform her father that she was safe.

She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, dad, I’ve been staying with Ji Baijian in the hospital and I lost my phone on the way back, I just got a new one.”

“If it weren’t for the news of you and Ji Baijian leaving the hospital today, I wouldn’t even have known that you’re back in Jin City.” Song Shan was still angry.

“I’m sorry. Next time, I’ll call you first.” Song Zhizhi apologized.

“A married daughter is like splashed water.”

“Dad, in my heart, you will always be the most important, please don’t be mad…” Song Zhizhi cooed.

Ji Baijian watched from the side as Song Zhizhi chatted with Song Shan, his expression changing slightly.

Song Zhizhi asked, “Tonight?”

“Yes, tonight.” Song Shan replied, “It’s to celebrate your project in Jinghe Village, some members of the official family will also attend. You’re the project leader, you can’t miss your own celebration dinner. It’s at 7 o’clock tonight, at the Commercial Management designated banquet hall. Come home first, I need to ask you something.”

“Okay.” Song Zhizhi agreed.

She turned to look at Ji Baijian, “There’s a banquet from Commercial Management tonight, I have to attend.”

“Mm-hm.” Ji Baijian nodded.

“I can’t be at home with you.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Saying it didn’t matter, yet his expression was clearly not alright.

“Ji Baijian.” Song Zhizhi hugged his neck.

Ji Baijian looked at her.

“My dad wants me to go home for a while.”

Ji Baijian nodded.

Song Zhizhi said, “Wait for me tonight, I’ll make it up to you.”

The corners of Ji Baijian’s mouth raised slightly.

Men.

Real men.

He still had a dead fish look just a moment ago.

“I’m leaving now.” Song Zhizhi stood up.

Ji Baijian suddenly called out to her, “My wife, is family important?”

“Of course. Living a lifetime, all I want is for my family to be safe.” Song Zhizhi responded emphatically.

Ji Baijian nodded, “Alright, I understand.”

Song Zhizhi didn’t think too much about it.

Reluctantly leaving home, she drove back to the Song Family mansion.

As the car left the garage and passed by the entrance of the residential area, she suddenly saw a familiar figure outside the pedestrian street of the community. Song Zhizhi’s eyes flickered, but the figure was blocked by others. When she rolled down the car window to get a better look, the traffic light turned green.

The cars behind kept honking, urging her to go. Song Zhizhi stepped on the gas and left.

But while driving, she couldn’t help but keep thinking.

Had Xiaolang returned?

If he had returned, why wouldn’t he come find her?

Or had she just mistaken someone for him?

She pursed her lips, driving seriously until she reached the Song Family mansion.

Upon entering the living room, she found her father, her brother, and Wei Ziming waiting for her.

Song Shan’s face didn’t look good, probably because she didn’t inform him when she returned to Jin City.

With a charmful smile on her face, Song Zhizhi tried to curry favor, “Dad, but I did come back, didn’t I?”

“How’s Ji Baijian?” Song Shan asked right off the bat.

Song Zhizhi was taken aback.

Was her dad jealous? Deliberately bringing up Ji Baijian?