It was dark, and the crackling lightning was mixed with rain. It was as heavy as someone standing on the clouds and falling down.

However, Jimo Xi was poured into a chicken with her clothes stuck to her body, and her back hurt and her breathing was difficult, but she seemed to be unconscious.

I walked forward step by step unswervingly. I don’t know how long I walked, my legs began to become soft and weak, and it was difficult to even lift them up.

Jimo Xi raised his head, tilted his head stiffly, and fell to his head without warning.

"thump!"

Just then, clear footsteps came not far away, and two people walked from far to near.

The man was tall and straight, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, two long legs wrapped in black suit pants, and holding a black umbrella.

The eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and the passionate peach blossom eyes hit Jimo Xi's eyes.

"I'll go!" The person beside him was startled, "What's the situation? Why is it so hurt?"

The rain on the ground was dyed blood, forming a red blood river, which was shocking.

Jimo Xi was lying on the ground, his consciousness gradually blurred. He looked at him expressionlessly, and then reached out and gently grabbed his trouser legs.

There was no call for help, there was no sorrow or joy in his eyes, and there was a numbness.

"Sixth Master, this little girl is seriously injured. Should I help you to take her to the hospital?" The people beside her felt pity.

The man looked at her and Jimo Xi fainted. He bent down without hesitation to pick her up, but he felt a blood in his hand.

"My God!" The person who helped hold the umbrella looked at Jimo Xi's back and screamed in surprise, "There is blood on her back. Who is so cruel to beat someone like this? It's too cruel..."

"Driving." The man glanced coldly at him, interrupting his chatter.

*

Six o'clock, the hospital.

Jimo Xi opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was the man sitting on the sofa.

He was wearing a white shirt, with a slightly rolled up cuffs, revealing a small piece of strong forearm, and his fair fingers were holding a glass.

It is like a root of onion, and is as white as jade.

The light fell on him through the window, warm yellow and slightly drunk, as if a filter was applied, making him look even more and more eccentric and noble.

Noting her gaze, the man stood up and walked towards her, "You are awake, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to drink water?"

The tone is very cold, but it sounds unexpectedly nice, and it is a bit seductive.

Jimo Xi looked at him, his pale little face was expressionless, and his lips were opened and closed several times, "My benefactor."

The man was bent down to pour water, but his hands were trembling as she shouted "benefactor" and he was discomfortably relieved. He coughed lightly, "My name is Xie Yan, just call me my name."

"Xie Yan." Jimo Xi followed and read it silently, then pointed at himself and said, "Jimo Xi."

She has a name, and from now on she will be called Jimo Xi.

"Drink some water." Xie Yan handed over the water cup. The joints of the hand were clearly distinguished and extremely beautiful.

Jimo Xi stared at his hand and looked down at it before lowering his head to drink water. After taking two sips, the door of the ward was knocked open.

"Xi Xi!" A middle-aged woman rushed in with her hair messy and unstable breath.

When he saw Xie Yan in the ward, he was obviously stunned and stared at him up and down.

Who is this man?

Just looking at his outfit, you know that he is not an ordinary person, and his watch is worth at least seven digits.

If you are so handsome, you must be either rich or noble.

Xie Yan nodded slightly, "Hello, Ms. Jimo, since you have arrived, I won't disturb you."

After saying that, he looked down at Jimo Xi on the hospital bed, nodded to her before walking out.

The door was closed, and Jimo Qiong immediately asked, "Xi Xi, who was that man just now? What is your relationship with him?"

The woman in front of her was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a light-colored floral dress, with a good figure and a gentle appearance. Although she was old, she was well maintained and had a bit of beauty.

This person is Jimoqiong, who is Jirou's adopted mother and Jimo Xi's biological mother.

Two years ago, Jimo Xi and Ji Rou's life was made public.

Ji Rou was taken back to Ji's house, and Jimo Xi was originally going to be sent back to Jimo Qiong, but Ji Rou, who was kind-hearted, begged her parents to keep her at Ji's house.

After that, Ji Rou never forgot Jimo Qiong's adoptive mother, and occasionally took Jimo Xi to visit her.

Jimo Qiong loved Ji Rou very much and always told Jimo Xi to be obedient and to be grateful to Ji Rou.

In her heart, she loves Ji Rouyuan more than Jimo Xi's biological daughter.

Jimo Xi looked at her expressionlessly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Hearing this, Jimo Qiong was filled with anger and burst out completely, "What does it mean to have nothing to do with me? What do you mean by saying? Jimo Xi, do you have a conscience?

I received a call from the hospital and rushed over without stopping, feeling scared along the way, afraid that you would have something to do with it, so you would be in this way to me?"

Jimo Qiong pointed at her and asked angrily, "Jimo Xi, I haven't asked you yet, why did you push Rourou downstairs? She treats you as her own sister. How did I teach you before? How could you do it.

What a vicious thing happens?"

Ji Rou called and said that Jimo Xi made Ji Jinlong angry and was sucked by the ruler, and was kicked out of the Ji family, asking her to see if she was afraid something would happen.

Jimo Qiong asked about the reason for the incident, but Ji Rou stammered and refused to tell it. It was because she called a servant to ask the truth about the incident.

Later, I received a call from the hospital. I was anxious and annoyed along the way, worried about Jimo Xi, and annoyed that she hurt Ji Rou.

With this attitude, how can you not make her angry?

"I know you are jealous of Rourou, but she is the serious daughter of the Ji family. You stole her wealthy life and enjoyed what is not your own for so many years. What else can you not be satisfied with?

All this should be hers. She was kind-hearted and didn’t care about you and kept you in the Ji family. How could you repay kindness and revenge?"

Jimo Qiong was angry and looked like she was so angry that she couldn't get too strong. Seeing her pale face, she said slowly, "What a fool. Our family is poor and not as rich as the Ji family. Why are you not enlightened? Now

I'll see what you will do in the future when you are kicked out of the Ji family!"

"You recover from the injury first. When the injury heals, go to the Ji family with me to apologize to Rourou and Mr. Ji. Even if you kneel down and admit your mistake, you will ask Mr. Ji to forgive you, do you know?"

Jimo Xi Li ignored her chatter and took the backpack at hand, which was exactly what the original owner had.

Unzip the zipper, inside it is the original owner's mobile phone, ID and other things.

Jimo Qiong immediately said, "This is Rourou called me to pick it up. Let's see her and then look at you. At this time, I still don't forget to consider it for you. Are you worthy of her?"

Jimo Xi took out the mobile phone with purple rhinestones. This thing is a necessity in this world and can contact the people you want to contact at any time.

pity……

Next time, you must ask Xie Yan for a contact information.

"Jimo Xi, are you listening to me? I know how to play with your phone every day, how could I give birth to such a shameful thing for you!"

Jimo Xi frowned by her quarrel, and said expressionlessly, "It's so noisy, you go out."

Do you think she is quarreling? Is it reasonable to do something wrong?
Chapter completed!