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On the way home, Song Zhizhi was quite tired and leaned on Song Shan’s shoulder throughout the entire journey.
Closing her eyes, she saw in her mind the image of Ji Baijian leaving her coldly, his back toward her.
And the image kept getting bigger and bigger.
She thought she didn’t have to take things so seriously, didn’t have to care about who exactly Ji Baijian was or what secrets he was hiding.
But after everything that had happened and the reminder by Wei Ziming of Ji Baijian’s power, in the face of Baijian’s “uniqueness”, she wasn’t as brave or forgiving as she thought she was. She realized that she couldn’t love him unconditionally.
She swallowed hard.
Maybe it wasn’t that important to know who Ji Baijian really was.
At least, Ji Baijian didn’t want her to die. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have taken such a risk to save her from so far away.
At least, Ji Baijian loved her.
She felt this deeply in her heart.
Even if she had mistaken easy-going Yi Wenhan for someone else initially, it was precisely because of this misconception that she could now be certain of Ji Baijian’s love for her.
She let out a heavy sigh.
Song Shan turned to her, “What’s wrong?”
Song Zhizhi opened her eyes and laughed, “Surviving a disaster just makes me feel afraid afterward.”
“Don’t wander off again.”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Song Zhizhi smiled.
Song Shan patted his daughter’s head, “When we get home, I will ask the servants to make you a hearty meal. You should take a few days off to rest at home. Let work be. I will personally let Yue Dong know.”
“Okay.” Song Zhizhi agreed without rejection.
To her, life is more important than anything else. She couldn’t risk her health.
The whole ordeal had indeed taken a toll on her health and mental well-being. She definitely needed time for a good rest and sort out her feelings.
No matter it was to look back at the dangers she had just experienced and make some self-adjustments, or to give some proper thought to her feelings for Ji Baijian, all of these required time.
Their car finally arrived at the Song’s family mansion.
Song Zhizhi took Luo Xiaolang back to her room. “Xiaolang, thanks for the hard work. Rest up.” “Yes.” Luo Xiaolang acknowledged respectfully.
“Do you need to go to the hospital for your gunshot wound?”
“No need, I can change my own bandage.”
“Good, I’ll be taking leave for a few days, so you can rest more.”
“Yes.”
Song Zhizhi gave a few orders, and then retreated to her own room.
Finally, she could get some undisturbed sleep.
At the Ji family’s villa,
Ji Baijian went straight to his father’s study after he returned. Ji Yunlei looked at him coldly, “So you know how to come back.”
‘Yes.” Ji Baijian nodded.
“Do you know how dangerous this trip to Beixia was?”
“I do.”
“And you still went?”
“Song Zhizhi was there.” Ji Baijian answered bluntly.
“Ji Baijian.” Ji Yunlei stood up from his chair, “You have to remember, Song Zhizhi is just a woman. But you are the eldest son and rightful heir of our Ji family. You will inherit this vast Ji family business in the future. You cannot afford to be reckless and undertake such dangerous actions!”
“Ji family still has Ji Baili,” Ji Baijian said matter-of-factly.
His tone was flat.
Ji Yunlei stared at him.
“I’m not speaking out of anger.” Ji Baijian paused, “I’m tired. I’m going to bed early.”
“Ji Baijian!” Ji Yunlei fumed, his eyes wide open.
Ji Baijian paused for a moment.
He obviously respected his father, and he bowed, “I do appreciate you giving me life and nurturing me. But if it involves Song Zhizhi, I can’t do nothing. I can’t in this lifetime.” Leaving that sentence behind, Ji Baijian walked away with a stride. Other than everything else, Song Zhizhi was just as important!