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C90

The next day.

When Wen Tiantian woke up, her first glance was at Ji Jingchen.

His handsome facial features were right in front of him.

She looked around slowly.

It was already bright outside, but all the lights in the room were still on.

Last night, Ji Jingchen brought her to picture lights being turned on one by one in his mind.

The window was open, and a clear wind blew in, lifting thin white curtains.

The layout of the room was simple and luxurious.

This is Ji Jingchen's room?

Ye Zichen's line of sight closed in. Ji Jingchen hugged her and lied beside her.

He put his hands around her waist, as if he hadn't changed positions all night.

Ji Jingchen opened his eyes after she slightly moved.

His deep eyes were clear.

When Wen Tiantian saw that he had woken up, she subconsciously pushed him back.

Ji Jingchen saw her action, so he didn't say anything and stood up instead.

"Sleep a little longer. I'll have them prepare some food."

Wen Tiantian didn't say anything.

Only when Ji Jingchen was about to leave did he speak.

"Ji Jingchen, do you believe me?"

"I do."

Ji Jingchen's footsteps paused, but he didn't turn around.

"I will believe you."

With that, he walked out.

After half an hour, Ji Jingchen came back with the butler and a female doctor.

"You don't look too good. Let the doctor take a look for you." Ji Jingchen walked over and said.

The doctor stepped forward, looked at them and said, "You are here, so I can't check."

As soon as she said that, she realized something was wrong.

She almost forgot that the person in front of her was Mr Ji from M.I.

"I'm sorry, Mr Ji. You are her husband. Of course you can stay …"

Unexpectedly, Ji Jingchen went to look at Wen Tiantian, turned around and called the butler to walk outside.

"Hurry up." "No, be more careful."

When the door closed again, the doctor was momentarily distracted.

If it was any other time, anyone who dared to talk to President Ji like that would be done for.

Why was it different today?

She heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at Wen Tiantian.

"Mr Ji, let me check for you."

Outside the door.

Ji Jingchen frowned.

"Have you found anything?"

The butler nodded and whispered, "According to the surveillance footage, Miss Jiang came here three days ago."

At the mention of Jiang Yutian, he carefully glanced at Ji Jingchen.

Seeing that there was no expression on his face, he continued:

"I didn't hear from her that day, but the castle didn't have any surveillance system installed, so I don't know what she did here."

Ji Jingchen squinted his eyes, his expression was dark.

"She came to get something."

The steward was surprised and said in shock, "Mr Ji, are you suspecting …"

Ji Jingchen raised his hand slightly, stopping him. He took out a box from behind and handed it to the butler.

"Sir, this is?"

"Go and put together everything that can be pieced together."

The butler opened the box and saw that there was actually half a box of torn pieces of paper inside. All of them were fragments of photos.

It was small and thin, and it looked messy.

Moreover, with a single glance, one could tell that there wasn't just a single photo in it. How could it be pieced together?

Ji Jingchen also knew that it would be difficult to recover the photos.

"No matter how many can be pieced together, it's still a big deal."

"Yes, sir."

The butler nodded. These photos should be important.

Otherwise, Mr Ji wouldn't spend so much effort to reassemble it.

Ji Jingchen looked back at the door behind him and finally opened his mouth.

"Check if Jiang Yutian has had any contact with Ji Yiyan during this period of time."

"Yes sir!"

The butler laughed in excitement and quickly began to move.

After a while, the bedroom door opened and the doctor came out.

"How is it?"

The doctor frowned.

"Excessive surprise, and a bit malnourished."

Ji Jingchen's face darkened and a word "Chuan" appeared between his brows.

Malnutrition?

Had she eaten properly all this time?

Was that how she took care of herself?

The doctor saw that Dudian's face was full of anger so he didn't dare to speak anymore. He said in a careful tone: "You don't need to eat medicine. As long as you eat more nutritious food, you will be fine."

When the doctor left, Ji Jingchen opened the door.

Wen Tiantian had already gotten out of bed and was putting on her shoes.

He quickly walked over.

"What are you doing?"

He was anxious and his voice was unconsciously loud. It sounded like he was angry.

Just as he said that, Ji Jingchen regretted it a little, because he saw Wen Tiantian immediately retract her hand.

He slowed his voice and said, "Lie down for a while longer and eat before getting up."

Wen Tiantian didn't look at her.

"I want to go back to my room."

Ji Jingchen was silent for a moment and then said gently, "You can rest here."

"This is your room."

With that, Wen Tiantian stood up again.

Ji Jingchen frowned.

"Isn't it the same here? "It's also my room when I go back."

Wen Tiantian was stunned.

Indeed, the entire castle belongs to Ji Jingchen.

Even the room she slept in recently turned out to be Ji Jingchen's bedroom.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ji Jingchen knew he said the wrong thing.

He was angry to the point that his face turned ugly.

Only after a moment of stalemate did he finally compromise.

"You can go there, but I'll send you there."2

Wen Tiantian looked up in confusion. In the next second, Ji Jingchen suddenly picked her up.

"I'll take you there." Ji Jingchen insisted.

He carried Wen Tiantian out of the bedroom and went to her room, placing her carefully on the bed.

As soon as he let go, Wen Tiantian couldn't wait to leave and run to the other side of the bed.

Ji Jingchen's hand froze in the air and he slowly pulled it back into a fist.

At that moment, the cook knocked on the door and walked in with the freshly brewed chicken soup.

"Sir, let the young miss have a bite to eat first."

Ji Jingchen took the bowl and sat on the side of the bed.

He frowned, looking more serious than he did when he was looking at the papers.

The spoon was placed next to Wen Tiantian's mouth.

Wen Tiantian frowned. "I can do it myself …"

However, Ji Jingchen's gaze was very persistent.

Wen Tiantian had no choice but to open her mouth, Ji Jingchen carefully put in the cold soup.

His movements were clumsy, as if this was the first time in his life.

He even spilled some because he wasn't used to it.

His face was darker, but he was angry at himself.

"I'll do it myself." Wen Tiantian said.

However, Ji Jingchen refused to give up.

With a dark expression, he fed Wen Tiantian spoonful after spoonful of soup with a gaze as if he was about to kill someone.

At first, his movements were unfamiliar, but as soon as it was spilled, his expression became extremely unsightly. It was as if he was the one being sprinkled soup on his clothes.

Only after he had mastered it did his complexion recover.

After finishing the soup without a word, Ji Jingchen finally allowed Wen Tiantian to rest, but she was not allowed to get out of bed.

He helped her cover herself.

"Go to sleep."

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