CHAPTER 221: CHAPTER 221: ZHAN HANJUE, YOU’RE REALLY DUMB

The man received a phone call and walked out anxiously.

Li Qingqing stopped him: "She is a Divine Doctor, do you think she would let herself fall ill and burn with fever?"

"She may be a Divine Doctor, but she is still human." The man coldly pushed her aside.

Li Qingqing stumbled from the push and angrily shouted: "She’s doing it on purpose, just to force you to come. Can’t you see through such little tricks? You’re smart; you shouldn’t be fooled."

"I said, I will keep my promises, but my business is none of your concern." The man said coldly.

With that, he left with a stern face, ignoring Li Qingqing’s attempt to stop him.

Li Qingqing slumped to the ground, crying.

He wasn’t blinded; he just knew that, because it was her, even if it was a deception, he would go along with it.

Why?

She tried so hard to please him, using every strategy, yet she couldn’t win his heart?

The man quickly arrived at the villa and walked briskly into the bedroom.

Mrs. Li was attending to Ye Ningwan at the bedside.

Seeing him come, she immediately stood up and said, "Sir, you’re here. What should we do? Should we take her to the hospital?"

"Let me see." The man told Mrs. Li to step aside, walked over, and reached out to touch Ye Ningwan’s forehead.

It was indeed very hot.

The man quickly pulled his hand back, startled, and urgently instructed Mrs. Li: "Prepare to go to the hospital."

He bent down and picked up Ye Ningwan.

However, as soon as he picked her up, Ye Ningwan opened her eyes.

One hand grabbed his collar, and she smiled weakly: "Caught you."

The man was taken aback, his eyes deep as he gazed at her.

Ye Ningwan said again: "Zhan Hanjue, you’re really foolish."

"I’m sorry, but for now, we need to go to the hospital first." Zhan Hanjue said.

Ye Ningwan shook her head: "No need, I did it on purpose. Put me down, it will get better soon."

The man frowned.

But he still put her down.

Ye Ningwan took out a pill, put it in her mouth, and asked Mrs. Li to give her some water.

She also took out a silver needle and pricked her own left wrist a few times.

Indeed, in less than half an hour, her fever subsided.

Mrs. Li looked at her in surprise.

Ye Ningwan said: "Forgot my status? It’s not difficult to make myself appear sick."

"I should have guessed earlier." Zhan Hanjue smiled bitterly.

"But you still came, so you do care about me." Ye Ningwan affirmed.

Zhan Hanjue was silent.

"Mrs. Li, please leave." Ye Ningwan asked Mrs. Li to go out.

Mrs. Li glanced at Zhan Hanjue, who nodded, and then she left.

"Why confine me here?" Ye Ningwan asked.

"There are unavoidable reasons." The man said.

"Because you are going to marry Li Qingqing?" Ye Ningwan raised her eyebrows and asked.

The man was silent.

Ye Ningwan said coldly: "Zhan Hanjue, haven’t I told you? No matter what happens, you must tell me. Whatever it is, I can face it with you."

"You have."

"Then why not tell me now? You must have a reason other than infatuation to marry Li Qingqing. What hold does she have over you that you have no choice but to marry her?" Ye Ningwan coldly questioned.

"No hold." Zhan Hanjue said: "I am willingly marrying her. I’m sorry, Ye Ningwan, I’ve broken my word."

"Willingly?" Ye Ningwan sneered.

Because her illness hadn’t completely faded, her face remained pale.

This smile made her look even more pitiful.

Her eyes, because of their depth, seemed capable of seeing through one’s heart.

"Zhan Hanjue, are you sincere when you say this?"

"Yes."

After a moment of silence, the man finally uttered the word.

"Fine," Ye Ningwan smiled bitterly: "Since you’re getting married, why keep me here? Do you mean to hide it from me? Keeping a mistress?"

"Wanwan..."

"If you are determined to marry her, let me go. From this day forward, we will have nothing to do with each other." Ye Ningwan said with a calm face.

"Wanwan..."

The man looked at her painfully.

Ye Ningwan turned her head, avoiding eye contact, not wanting to soften her heart.

She lifted the covers, got out of bed, and walked out with a steady face.

But her body was too weak, and she staggered as she walked.

Mrs. Li was at the door and hurriedly asked when she came out, "Miss, are you alright?"

"I’m fine, I’m leaving." Ye Ningwan said.

Zhan Hanjue suddenly stood up, walked over in big strides, and scooped her up.

"Zhan Hanjue, what are you doing, let me go." Ye Ningwan struggled angrily.

Zhan Hanjue forcefully pinned her onto the bed: "You are still very weak; rest here."

"I don’t want to stay here. You’re getting married, yet you keep me locked here." Ye Ningwan said angrily.

Zhan Hanjue held her shoulders, looking directly into her eyes: "Once you are well, I will let you leave."

Ye Ningwan stared straight back at him.

Finally, under her gaze, Zhan Hanjue admitted defeat.

"I’ll have Wangyue come over."

"Zhan Hanjue, I’ll ask you one more time, are you really going to marry Li Qingqing?" Ye Ningwan asked again coldly.

Zhan Hanjue didn’t reply.

After a long while, he nodded slightly.

"Go! I don’t want to see you."

Ye Ningwan turned around, burying her face in the pillow, unable to stop the tears flowing.

However, she didn’t want Zhan Hanjue to see her like this.

So, she covered her head with the pillow.

Zhan Hanjue saw her like this, his brow furrowing deeply, and after a long look, he turned and left.

"Take good care of her."

He instructed Mrs. Li as he walked out.

Mrs. Li nodded.

Soon, the bodyguards brought Wangyue over.

As soon as Wangyue entered and saw Ye Ningwan in such a state, she choked up and asked, "Miss Ye, what happened? How did this happen?"

Ye Ningwan shook her head: "Why are you here?"

"Zhan Hanjue sent people to find me. He said you were here. I was worried sick when I couldn’t find you after going back." Wangyue choked.

"You’ve been looking for me?"

"Yes, Young Master Yichen was looking for you with me. Fortunately, I met him, or I wouldn’t know what to do."

"Qiao Yichen? You ran into him?"

Wangyue nodded.

She told Ye Ningwan everything that happened when she met Qiao Yichen.

Ye Ningwan smiled bitterly, no wonder Zhan Hanjue found her so quickly; it was because of Qiao Yichen.

"Miss Ye, what’s wrong?" Wangyue asked, looking at her.

Ye Ningwan shook her head: "It’s nothing; leave with me tomorrow."

Wangyue nodded: "We’ll go back to Tong City. You don’t need Zhan Hanjue. The young master likes you so much, you don’t need to suffer this."

Ye Ningwan closed her eyes.

She wanted to leave this place.

But she had not yet decided whether to leave Jiangcheng.

Unexpectedly, the next day, before they could leave, an uninvited guest came to the villa.

Li Qingqing came.

She brought her assistant along.

Mrs. Li saw her come in and immediately darkened her face, sternly questioning, "Miss, what are you doing here? Without the sir’s orders, no one is allowed to enter."

"I am Zhan Hanjue’s fiancée, and you dare stop me?" Li Qingqing said coldly.

Mrs. Li immediately took out her phone: "I’ll call the sir."