Chapter 115: President Li Is Acting Spoiled…
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jiang Cong handed the test results to Jiang Yigu in his office.
With Ji Weixi holding up Li Shaoling on his chair, he seized the chance and leaned on her.
“Eh?” Ji Weixi stiffened, afraid to move as she quickly looked at the others around them.
Luckily, they did not notice them.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yigu had put the ECG scans on a light plate, clicking his tongue. “I say, President Li… your head is fine.”
Li Shaoling glared at him with a cold, sharp look, but Jiang Yigu merely beamed at him and slammed the report on his desk. “Tell me. Have you been angry, staying up late, or drinking?”
However, Li Shaoling answered him by closing his eyes to rest.
How insolent.
Irritated, Jiang Yigu clicked his tongue again, while Jiang Cong quickly answered in his stead, “The Boss has been staying up late and angry, but he didn’t go drinking.”
“Why not let’s set up a date then—I’ll cut your head open to take a look.”
Li Shaoling’s eyes promptly widened, exuding killing intent.
Jiang Yigu was promptly cowed. “Ahem… well, your case is neural. If you remember something but find it a blur, don’t keep thinking hard on it—just let things flow naturally. Additionally, I’m telling you now not to stay up late or get angry! Take care of your body, our sister-in-law here is still young!”
He actually wanted to add ‘don’t widow her’, but was not brave enough to say it.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling turned away and said hoarsely, “Shut up.”
“Excuse me,” Ji Weixi suddenly spoke then, “Is his condition… serious?”
Jiang Yigu quickly made a somber, mysterious face. “Well… that’s hard to say… ouch!”
“Talk like a human being!” Li Shaoling exclaimed.
He’s already that miserable, but his eyes are still so frightening!
“It’s actually not that serious. The main thing is that his brain was hurt in the past, damaging his hippocampus—neural pain is therefore unavoidable. He would feel unbearable pain whenever he remembers some fragment of memories, but he has always been tough… so be at ease, Sister-in-law!”
Ji Weixi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, but her little one pouted unhappily.
“Mommy, that man doesn’t feel reliable.”
“Yeah, definitely.”
As the others stood up and started to leave, Tian Miaomiao turned to find Jiang Yigu winking at her. “Remember to make an appointment next time you want to woo me, lady?”
Not one for pickup lines, Tian Miaomiao blushed and cursed, “Scoundrel!”
Nonetheless, Jiang Yigu waved at her. “Come again~”
He looked like an old waitress 1 greeting a customer.
However, when the office door was closed, Jiang Yigu stood up and went to the window.
His face looked cold, and he closed his eyes in pain as if remembering something in the past.
***
Ji Weixi and the others left the hospital and got in their car, with Li Shaoling resting his head on her narrow shoulder once again.
Feeling that sinking weight, she turned to find him with his eyes closed, his brow deeply furrowed and his breathing heavy.
Ji Weixi did not move at first, afraid of making him feel uncomfortable. However, her waist eventually felt ill at ease, and so she shifted a bit.
Li Shaoling complained, “It hurts…”
Two simple words, at once giving grief and acting spoiled.
Ji Weixi patted his head by reflex, and mimicked his speech, “Good boy. It won’t hurt soon…”
Li Shaoling shifted his head a little. “Hurts…”
Ji Weixi gasped while Jiang Cong almost crashed the car. Only the little one was calm.
One must have an infinitely thick face to get the wife!
He was satisfied with such a daddy, although his flaw was that he was lacking in a certain aspect.
Ji Weixi wanted to slap Li Shaoling right then.
Well, whatever. He’s ill at the moment.
“Where does it hurt?” She asked, keeping her patience.
Pouting a little, Li Shaoling rubbed his head on her shoulder. “Head hurts.”
Mother…
What a puppy. Ji Weixi could feel her own motherly instincts overflowing as she looked on.
Nonetheless, she kept telling herself that it’s about patient care, or her son wouldn’t have a father if he dies…
She raised her hand then, and gently rubbed his temples.
Li Shaoling enjoyed it with his eyes closed. “Gentler.”
And then, “Harder.”
Jiang Cong was exclaiming in shock inwardly. If he couldn’t see the massage, his imagination would be running wild with the voices alone!
The little one snuggled up to them then. “Mommy, Mommy, I want a massage too!”
Li Shaoling opened his eyes and shot him a cold look. “None for you.”
She was his woman. Why would a brat get to join the fun?
“Hmph! Fine!” The little one lifted his brow cheekily. “I had Mommy to myself for four years, la-la-la!”
The inside of the car became freezing right then.
Jiang Cong enjoyed the show as he drove.
Father and son might start fighting one of these days.
***
Back at the office, Li Shaoling was still grumbling about the pain. He wanted Ji Weixi to keep him company, not letting her go whatever she might say.
It was a stunning scene, with him behaving like a weaning child that wouldn’t leave his mother.
Disgusted, both the little one and Tian Miaomiao returned to Ji Weixi’s office.
Then, when Ji Weixi sat on the sofa, and Li Shaoling quickly lay down, using her lap as a pillow and squeezing his huge frame onto the furniture.
She tolerated it, again, and again.
Li Weixi put his arms around her waist, his brow tightening even more as he pursed his thin lips.
As she rubbed his temples, Ji Weixi said, “You must remember what the doctor ordered…”
“Yes,” he replied quietly. “You shouldn’t make me angry.”
“…”
“It would be best if you obey me.”
“…”
Kid, you lack the vicious spanking of society!
Anyone acting so ridiculously would be seized for detention!
“By the way, what about that thing?” Li Shaoling suddenly asked then.
“I found the culprit and the evidence is solid, but I can’t find that person.” Ji Weixi sighed. “I went to her home, but her neighbor said that she moved.”
“Okay. Do your best.” Li Shaoling closed his eyes.
“…”
‘Mister president, that isn’t what you should be saying!
‘Shouldn’t it be: It’ll be alright, I’m here!?’
As she had thought, Li Shaoling wasn’t normal, just like how his brain was different from normal humans.
That being said, she wasn’t thinking about having him help.
Still, with the company’s profit at stake, was he really going to let her be?
When Ji Weixi remembered that it affected him considerably, she quickly massaged his head and shoulders for him.
After some time, her hands were sore and Li Shaoling fell asleep.
She could not help looking down at him.
In his sleep, he was a quiet, beautiful man who looks like he could be kneaded.
She had the impulse to slap him a few times right then.
In fact, her hand itched for it.
Still, Ji Weixi merely stretched lazily, shifting her numb buttocks. Li Shaoling, upset in his sleep, frowned.
She breathed a long sigh and leaned on the sofa, closing her eyes to rest.
Her eyelids grew heavier, and her consciousness was slowly fading as well…
***
After who-knows-how-long, the skies darkened.
The streetlights were lit when Jiang Cong knocked on the door and entered, with the inside of the house remaining dim and silent.
Ji Weixi’s eyes were closed, and she was leaning a little sideways on the sofa.
Li Shaoling was sleeping soundly on her lap. His brow was relaxed, seemingly having recovered considerably.
It was a heartwarming scene.
Chapter 115: President Li Is Acting Spoiled…
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jiang Cong handed the test results to Jiang Yigu in his office.
With Ji Weixi holding up Li Shaoling on his chair, he seized the chance and leaned on her.
“Eh?” Ji Weixi stiffened, afraid to move as she quickly looked at the others around them.
Luckily, they did not notice them.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yigu had put the ECG scans on a light plate, clicking his tongue. “I say, President Li… your head is fine.”
Li Shaoling glared at him with a cold, sharp look, but Jiang Yigu merely beamed at him and slammed the report on his desk. “Tell me. Have you been angry, staying up late, or drinking?”
However, Li Shaoling answered him by closing his eyes to rest.
How insolent.
Irritated, Jiang Yigu clicked his tongue again, while Jiang Cong quickly answered in his stead, “The Boss has been staying up late and angry, but he didn’t go drinking.”
“Why not let’s set up a date then—I’ll cut your head open to take a look.”
Li Shaoling’s eyes promptly widened, exuding killing intent.
Jiang Yigu was promptly cowed. “Ahem… well, your case is neural. If you remember something but find it a blur, don’t keep thinking hard on it—just let things flow naturally. Additionally, I’m telling you now not to stay up late or get angry! Take care of your body, our sister-in-law here is still young!”
He actually wanted to add ‘don’t widow her’, but was not brave enough to say it.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling turned away and said hoarsely, “Shut up.”
“Excuse me,” Ji Weixi suddenly spoke then, “Is his condition… serious?”
Jiang Yigu quickly made a somber, mysterious face. “Well… that’s hard to say… ouch!”
“Talk like a human being!” Li Shaoling exclaimed.
He’s already that miserable, but his eyes are still so frightening!
“It’s actually not that serious. The main thing is that his brain was hurt in the past, damaging his hippocampus—neural pain is therefore unavoidable. He would feel unbearable pain whenever he remembers some fragment of memories, but he has always been tough… so be at ease, Sister-in-law!”
Ji Weixi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, but her little one pouted unhappily.
“Mommy, that man doesn’t feel reliable.”
“Yeah, definitely.”
As the others stood up and started to leave, Tian Miaomiao turned to find Jiang Yigu winking at her. “Remember to make an appointment next time you want to woo me, lady?”
Not one for pickup lines, Tian Miaomiao blushed and cursed, “Scoundrel!”
Nonetheless, Jiang Yigu waved at her. “Come again~”
He looked like an old waitress 1 greeting a customer.
However, when the office door was closed, Jiang Yigu stood up and went to the window.
His face looked cold, and he closed his eyes in pain as if remembering something in the past.
***
Ji Weixi and the others left the hospital and got in their car, with Li Shaoling resting his head on her narrow shoulder once again.
Feeling that sinking weight, she turned to find him with his eyes closed, his brow deeply furrowed and his breathing heavy.
Ji Weixi did not move at first, afraid of making him feel uncomfortable. However, her waist eventually felt ill at ease, and so she shifted a bit.
Li Shaoling complained, “It hurts…”
Two simple words, at once giving grief and acting spoiled.
Ji Weixi patted his head by reflex, and mimicked his speech, “Good boy. It won’t hurt soon…”
Li Shaoling shifted his head a little. “Hurts…”
Ji Weixi gasped while Jiang Cong almost crashed the car. Only the little one was calm.
One must have an infinitely thick face to get the wife!
He was satisfied with such a daddy, although his flaw was that he was lacking in a certain aspect.
Ji Weixi wanted to slap Li Shaoling right then.
Well, whatever. He’s ill at the moment.
“Where does it hurt?” She asked, keeping her patience.
Pouting a little, Li Shaoling rubbed his head on her shoulder. “Head hurts.”
Mother…
What a puppy. Ji Weixi could feel her own motherly instincts overflowing as she looked on.
Nonetheless, she kept telling herself that it’s about patient care, or her son wouldn’t have a father if he dies…
She raised her hand then, and gently rubbed his temples.
Li Shaoling enjoyed it with his eyes closed. “Gentler.”
And then, “Harder.”
Jiang Cong was exclaiming in shock inwardly. If he couldn’t see the massage, his imagination would be running wild with the voices alone!
The little one snuggled up to them then. “Mommy, Mommy, I want a massage too!”
Li Shaoling opened his eyes and shot him a cold look. “None for you.”
She was his woman. Why would a brat get to join the fun?
“Hmph! Fine!” The little one lifted his brow cheekily. “I had Mommy to myself for four years, la-la-la!”
The inside of the car became freezing right then.
Jiang Cong enjoyed the show as he drove.
Father and son might start fighting one of these days.
***
Back at the office, Li Shaoling was still grumbling about the pain. He wanted Ji Weixi to keep him company, not letting her go whatever she might say.
It was a stunning scene, with him behaving like a weaning child that wouldn’t leave his mother.
Disgusted, both the little one and Tian Miaomiao returned to Ji Weixi’s office.
Then, when Ji Weixi sat on the sofa, and Li Shaoling quickly lay down, using her lap as a pillow and squeezing his huge frame onto the furniture.
She tolerated it, again, and again.
Li Weixi put his arms around her waist, his brow tightening even more as he pursed his thin lips.
As she rubbed his temples, Ji Weixi said, “You must remember what the doctor ordered…”
“Yes,” he replied quietly. “You shouldn’t make me angry.”
“…”
“It would be best if you obey me.”
“…”
Kid, you lack the vicious spanking of society!
Anyone acting so ridiculously would be seized for detention!
“By the way, what about that thing?” Li Shaoling suddenly asked then.
“I found the culprit and the evidence is solid, but I can’t find that person.” Ji Weixi sighed. “I went to her home, but her neighbor said that she moved.”
“Okay. Do your best.” Li Shaoling closed his eyes.
“…”
‘Mister president, that isn’t what you should be saying!
‘Shouldn’t it be: It’ll be alright, I’m here!?’
As she had thought, Li Shaoling wasn’t normal, just like how his brain was different from normal humans.
That being said, she wasn’t thinking about having him help.
Still, with the company’s profit at stake, was he really going to let her be?
When Ji Weixi remembered that it affected him considerably, she quickly massaged his head and shoulders for him.
After some time, her hands were sore and Li Shaoling fell asleep.
She could not help looking down at him.
In his sleep, he was a quiet, beautiful man who looks like he could be kneaded.
She had the impulse to slap him a few times right then.
In fact, her hand itched for it.
Still, Ji Weixi merely stretched lazily, shifting her numb buttocks. Li Shaoling, upset in his sleep, frowned.
She breathed a long sigh and leaned on the sofa, closing her eyes to rest.
Her eyelids grew heavier, and her consciousness was slowly fading as well…
***
After who-knows-how-long, the skies darkened.
The streetlights were lit when Jiang Cong knocked on the door and entered, with the inside of the house remaining dim and silent.
Ji Weixi’s eyes were closed, and she was leaning a little sideways on the sofa.
Li Shaoling was sleeping soundly on her lap. His brow was relaxed, seemingly having recovered considerably.
It was a heartwarming scene.
