Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband-Chapter 90 - I Want to Retire
Chapter 90: Chapter 90 I Want to Retire
Wen Li’s forehead was wrapped with a piece of gauze, and her clothes were stained with an eye-catching patch of blood. Her complexion was so pale it was terrible to look at, as she staggered around the corner.
When she saw Lin Xu, she was somewhat stunned, but even more surprised when she saw the man beside her.
Even though he was wearing a mask and hat, Wen Li recognized him as Ji Zeqiu at first glance.
After all, he came to find her many times while wearing this disguise.
“Ji Zeqiu?” she whispered.
Ji Zeqiu hadn’t seen Wen Li in a long time. When he saw her, he was stunned for several seconds before he remembered her.
His gaze indifferently swept over the gauze on her forehead, and his voice was low as he responded.
Wen Li noticed his gaze and explained to him as if talking to herself, “I accidentally got hit by a motorcycle when I went out today, and I bled a little. The doctor said there’s nothing serious besides a bit of anemia, so don’t worry.”
Ji Zeqiu still responded casually, his eyes hidden under the brim of his hat, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.
Without the expected concern, Wen Li stood in place awkwardly, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes.
Ji Zeqiu’s reaction was indifferent, but Lin Xu’s heart suddenly skipped a beat,
Anemia?
She gripped Ji Zeqiu’s hand suddenly with strength.
In the scenes she saw at the time of her rebirth, Ji Zeqiu had forced the “substitute” to donate blood many times for Wen Li.
Ji Zeqiu was usually very calm, but he would become especially unsettled whenever Wen Li was involved.
Lin Xu was afraid that once he heard Wen Li say she was anemic, he would, like last time, call Shen Qingtang without considering anything else.
“What’s wrong, does your leg hurt again? Do you want me to carry you, or shall I find you a wheelchair?” Ji Zeqiu, who just moments ago appeared nonchalant, suddenly grew anxious after feeling the pressure of her grip on his arm.
“My leg is fine. It’s just that standing for a long time has made me a bit tired.” Lin Xu was pondering how to find a way to get Ji Zeqiu to leave, to prevent him from having too much contact with Wen Li.
As soon as Ji Zeqiu heard her say she was tired, he looked around and, upon seeing a public bench not far away, he helped her go there to rest.
“You sit here for a while, and I will go get your medicine.” He took the prescription and headed straight for the dispensary.
The neglected Wen Li was stunned as she watched Ji Zeqiu queue up for the medicine, her expression a bit vacant.
So it turned out he knew how to care, it was just that the person he cared for wasn’t her.
But their past relationship had been so good, since when had it become so indifferent?
Wen Li looked towards Lin Xu on the bench, being cared for, and clenched her hand at her side.
Hadn’t Ji Zeqiu said that he sought Lin Xu out to take revenge on her and to vent his anger?
But why did he care so much about her now, even more than he cared for herself?
Wen Li bit her lip, leaving in a lost and disheartened state.
Seeing Wen Li walk far away, Lin Xu finally let out a sigh of relief and turned to educate Ji Zeqiu beside her, “From now on, you’re not allowed to keep in touch with her, got it?”
“I got it.” Ji Zeqiu nodded without hesitation.
Lin Xu was surprised, “Why are you so obedient?”
“Huh?” Ji Zeqiu was puzzled.
“Last time I told you to make Wen Li move out of the apartment, you told me not to be prejudiced against her and you were so fierce towards me. I was heartbroken at that time.” Lin Xu still felt a sense of sorrow, like that of a mother whose son has grown up and rebellious, no longer listening to her.
“From now on, I will listen to everything you say! Don’t…” Ji Zeqiu hurriedly reassured her, but by the end, his gaze wandered and his tone was awkwardly comforting, “Don’t, don’t be sad.”
“Listen to everything I say?” Lin Xu thought for a moment, then extended her palm towards him, “Give me your hand.”
Ji Zeqiu reached out.
Lin Xu: “Lean your head a little closer.”
Confused, Ji Zeqiu complied and bent down slightly towards her.
Lin Xu took off his hat and rubbed his hair back and forth. The soft locks under her palm were messed with, and the ends flipped out, turning his stylish hairdo into a mess.
Ji Zeqiu, who cared about his hairstyle, didn’t complain at all. His ears subtly turned red as she stroked his hair.
He was just like a little dog being played with by its owner.
Lin Xu couldn’t help but let out a light laugh.
The sweet sound of her laughter spread in his ears, making Ji Zeqiu even more embarrassed. He leaned his head on her shoulder to hide his hot red ears and protested in a weak voice, “Don’t laugh.”
——
After continuous icing and medication, Ji Zeqiu’s facial bruising finally disappeared completely after two weeks.
His agent insisted again and again that he must report back to the filming set today, “You’ve been resting for so long, if you don’t come back now, the director might kill me!”
“Can I have a few more days off?” Ji Zeqiu frowned.
Going back to the set meant having to leave his mother, and he didn’t feel he had spent enough time with her yet.
“If you dare to take more time off, do you believe I’ll jump off the company building right now?” the agent’s voice came through the speaker, sounding on the verge of a breakdown.
With his agent threatening his life, Ji Zeqiu had no choice but to reluctantly return to work.
“Work hard. I’m still waiting for your new drama to premiere,” she said.
It was only after Lin Xu said this that he felt a bit more motivated to work.
Ji Tingyang wrapped an arm around Lin Xu’s shoulder, raising his eyebrows in pride as he taunted him, “Don’t worry about going to the set. I’ll take care of mother at home.”
During his recovery, Ji Zeqiu spent every day at home with his mother, and they even went out shopping for clothes.
And he had to go to work begrudgingly.
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Now that Ji Zeqiu was finally leaving, Ji Tingyang felt the air around him become much fresher and more natural.
Ji Zeqiu’s gaze was as sharp as a knife as he glared at Ji Tingyang.
His eyes fell on the hand on his mother’s shoulder, and the more he looked at it, the more irksome it became.
The urge not to work surged in Ji Zeqiu.
In the car on the way to the set.
“You’ve delayed the filming for so many days, and the director is holding quite a grudge. When you get to the set, remember to sweet-talk the director, he…” The agent was lecturing Ji Zeqiu, but then he turned his head to see him holding his phone, constantly messaging someone.
His chest almost couldn’t catch the breath.
“Are you even listening to me?”
“I heard you,” Ji Zeqiu finally shifted his attention from the phone, “I’ll apologize to the director.”
The agent felt relieved.
“Brother Zhao, after this drama, don’t accept new scripts, and gradually cut down on the events as well,” Ji Zeqiu said.
“What? Haven’t you rested enough?” the agent sighed, “You’re on the rise right now, you…”
“It’s not that,” Ji Zeqiu paused for a moment, his expression serious and earnest as if about to make a major decision, “I want to retire from acting.”
A sharp screech of brakes pierced his ears.
Ji Zeqiu’s body lurched forward violently but was then pulled back into the seat by the shoulder belt, followed by the agent’s shocked and excited roar.
“You want to retire?!”
