Chapter 286 Not a single word can be trusted

Chapter 286 Not a single word can be trusted

"Hmm?" Jiang Ruan's expression was gentle.

“The boss probably won’t wake up anytime soon.” Assistant Jiang’s attitude was as always, but with a touch of concern in his words. “You can go back to the Soft Garden to rest for a while, and come over to take a look when you have time.”

Jiang Ruan was somewhat surprised.

She thought they would prefer her to stay there 24 hours a day.

"In addition, several hospitals here are also putting out tenders," Assistant Jiang informed her. "You can give it a try."

Jiang Ruan raised her eyes.

Assistant Jiang immediately explained, "Don't worry, because of your agreement with the BOSS, I didn't contact them. Whether you can get the project depends on your bid and how well you negotiate with them."

"Thank you," Jiang Ruan replied politely but distantly.

While in Haicheng, she knew there were projects in Jingzhou as well, but she hadn't written the bidding documents for that region. The reason was simple: these kinds of projects required countless business trips from bidding to securing the contract, and Jingzhou, while not a huge city, wasn't small either; she might just run into Huo Zhizhou there.

We're here now.

Why not give it a try?

If she gets a big project, she doesn't need to work on new projects; she just needs to finish the two projects she already has. If it's a small project, she can just take on a smaller one.

"Please don't hesitate to ask if there's anything I can help with," Assistant Jiang said. "Here in Jingzhou, the boss can still make decisions."

"No need," Jiang Ruan refused.

She wanted to win this time fair and square, leaving Qin Muchuan and the others with no grounds for complaint. If Huo Zhizhou and Assistant Jiang got involved, they would accuse her of using relatives and friends or outside forces, and then trouble would follow.

"Jiang Yu!" Gu Shixi suddenly raised his voice and said, "Call the bodyguards upstairs and downstairs."

He's determined to teach this guy named Mo Mo a lesson today.

That's so infuriating.

Do you really think that because he's one of Jiang Ruan's people, he won't dare to touch him?

"Even if you call up a hundred of them, you still can't beat me." Mo Mo said the most infuriating thing in the calmest tone. "To catch a thief, you must first catch the king. You're very close to me."

Gu Shixi gritted his teeth.

This guy.

“Miss Jiang and her family have come from afar and need to rest well.” Assistant Jiang came over to ease the atmosphere, not wanting the two of them to start arguing. “You’ve also had a long night, let’s leave it at that.”

Jiang Ruan also called out, "Mo Mo."

Mo Mo came to Jiang Ruan and listened especially to the person who paid her salary.

Gu Shixi was still a little angry. He looked at Mo Mo and said, word by word, "You should rest first. We'll have a competition in a couple of days."

Mo Mo looked at Jiang Ruan: "Boss, if someone gets injured in this kind of competition, will we have to pay compensation?"

“Yes,” Jiang Ruan replied. “If he hires the legal team from the Gu Group, you will be bankrupted.”

Mo Mo: "..."

Mo Mo changed her mind quickly: "Then we won't fight."

Gu Shixi: "I won't make you pay."

Mo Mo: "You can't believe a single word a capitalist says."

Gu Shixi: "??"

Just as Gu Shixi was about to argue with him, Assistant Jiang stopped him in time and took him to the door of the ward under some pretext.

Not long after.

Only Jiang Ruan and Mo Mo remained in the ward.

Mo Mo hadn't seen Huo Zhizhou many times. He glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed and told her what Assistant Jiang had said to Gu Shixi outside the door: "Boss, those two men just said that if President Huo finds out that you came to see him because you knew about his past, there will probably be very serious consequences."

“Yes.” Jiang Ruan was well aware of this.

"If you want to know what the consequences will be, I can ask for you." Mo Mo said it casually, but his posture clearly indicated that he wanted to use force to force the answer.

"No need, it has nothing to do with me." Jiang Ruan remained calm, already aware of all this. "If anyone's going to suffer, it'll be them."

Huo Zhizhou dislikes receiving pity or sympathy from others, and doesn't want anyone to be kind to him because of his past. If he knew that Gu Shixi had told him about his past and that's why he stayed, he would definitely distance himself from her and treat her coldly.

But so what?

She didn't care how he treated her.

As long as he doesn't pester her or make decisions without considering her wishes like before, she can accept anything else.

She came only because of the wonderful five years and because he was Sui Sui's father. She stayed because she felt sorry for his past. But feeling sorry for the past doesn't mean she has to sacrifice herself for it. As long as she doesn't love him, none of his emotions can affect her.

"You're right." Seeing that she really didn't care, Mo Mo didn't say anything more.

That afternoon.

Jiang Ruan asked Mo Mo to bring her computer. She sat by the hospital bed, looking at Huo Zhizhou, while writing a bid proposal on the computer, occasionally glancing up at the sleeping man.

That evening.

Jiang Ruan stayed at the hospital until after 10 p.m. before returning to Ruanyuan. The housekeeper and all the servants were very happy to see her.

"Miss, you're finally back."

"Want some late-night snack? I've asked the kitchen to prepare some."

Everyone chimed in with great enthusiasm, each contributing their own comment.

Jiang Ruan greeted them one by one, ate a simple late-night snack, and then went upstairs to rest. Two months later, she returned to this place, and everything inside was still the same.

She took a shower and lay down in bed.

Returning to this room again evokes a feeling I can't quite describe.

I thought tonight would be a sleepless night, but I fell asleep soon after lying down and even had a dream about Huo Zhizhou.

In his dream, Huo Zhizhou was treated inhumanely at home. His grandfather was harsh and stern, and his parents were competitive and demanded that he be the best. His older brother, Huo Sinian, watched coldly and played dirty tricks.

He was in a sorry state, but he persevered and lived on.

A "ding-dong" sound.

A message notification sounded on my phone.

Jiang Ruan woke up with a start. The last image she saw was of five or six-year-old Huo Zhizhou looking at her with lonely and wounded eyes, as if he were pleading for help.

She rubbed her head, snapped a picture of the strange scene away, and groggily picked up her phone to open the message from Assistant Jiang: [Miss Jiang, the BOSS is awake.]

Jiang Ruan sat up in bed.

I threw off the covers and got out of bed.

She paused the moment her foot touched the slipper. Reason stopped her. If this had happened, everyone would have thought she still liked Huo Zhizhou, and even Huo Zhizhou himself would have thought she cared about him.

She glanced at the time; it was just past 3 a.m., put her phone back in its place, pulled the covers up again, and lay down to sleep.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Ruan and Mo Mo went to the hospital together.

Huo Zhizhou was still conscious at this moment, but he had no appetite at all when he looked at the breakfast laid out in front of him.

Assistant Jiang patiently persuaded, "Have your breakfast, and I'll tell you something."

Huo Zhizhou remained unmoved.

His gaze drifted toward the chair where Jiang Ruan had sat.

Hallucination?

It could only be a hallucination, otherwise why would I dream that Ruan Ruan came? She hates him so much, she despises him, there's no way she would come here again.

"The doctor said your health is not good," Assistant Jiang continued. "If you continue like this, you might kill yourself."

"I know what I'm doing," Huo Zhizhou said calmly.

Assistant Jiang: "If you were truly aware of the situation, you wouldn't have fainted and ended up in the hospital."

Huo Zhizhou remained unmoved: "Go and process your discharge."

Jiang's Special Assistant: "No."

Huo Zhizhou looked at him, a great sense of pressure emanating from him: "If you still consider yourself the president's special assistant of the Huo Group, then go and do it."

“If I do it, you’ll regret it,” Assistant Jiang kindly reminded him.

Ms. Jiang might come to visit while I'm at the hospital.

But once she's discharged, Ms. Jiang will absolutely not look at him.