"Yes, does it matter?" Liu Jing was speechless, caught off guard by Zhao Tianhao's words. She didn't know what to say.
"These things aren't important. What's important is letting Yangyang go," Liu Jing said earnestly to Zhao Tianhao after a moment's thought.
"Currently, I have no ill intentions towards him," Zhao Tianhao replied, seemingly unrelated to her question.
However, Liu Jing understood. Zhao Tianhao's target wasn't Ji Yangyang, so his target was her.
Thinking this, Liu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then sighed again.
Anyway, he had already taken her, once, countless times—it didn't matter. Her body was no longer pure.
Liu Jing thought of Ji Shengli, thought of Ji Yangyang, and finally made up her mind.
Just as Liu Jing was about to say something, Zhao Tianhao seemed to sense her decision and interrupted, "Actually, I'm saving you."
Liu Jing looked puzzled, wondering what Zhao Tianhao was up to.
"You don't believe me?" Zhao Tianhao chuckled. "You can go to the hospital for a checkup and see if you have the disease. Besides, I have no reason to lie to you, after all, you've already prepared to offer yourself, haven't you?"
Zhao Tianhao stood up, walking down to Liu Jing and looking down at her.
After a few seconds, Zhao Tianhao bent down, pressing his face against hers. Their noses were almost touching.
Staring into Liu Jing's slightly flustered eyes, listening to her rapid breathing and suddenly quickened heartbeat, Zhao Tianhao smiled inwardly. Little girl, I thought you were always so calm. If I didn't know you were so seductive last night, I would have really been fooled.
"Open your mouth."
Seeing Liu Jing pretending not to hear, Zhao Tianhao repeated, "Open your mouth," his tone brooking no refusal.
Liu Jing was flustered by Zhao Tianhao's close proximity. For a moment, she was at a loss for words. Her composure and calmness from just moments before were completely gone.
Liu Jing blushed. She slowly opened her mouth, her eyes tightly shut, daring not to look at Zhao Tianhao.
"Stick out your tongue."
Her eyes, which she had just closed, snapped open again. This was far too embarrassing. Liu Jing wanted to firmly say "No."
But considering her son, and Zhao Tianhao's deep intentions, if she displeased him, perhaps something even worse awaited them, a widow and her child.
Thinking this, Liu Jing sighed inwardly.
Then, closing her eyes, refusing to look at Zhao Tianhao's smug face, she slowly stuck out her little tongue.
Zhao Tianhao looked at the tempting little tongue before him, barely resisting the urge to bite it. He just stared at Liu Jing, wanting to see how long she could maintain her self-deception.
As expected, seeing no movement for a long time, Liu Jing opened her eyes again. Looking at Zhao Tianhao, who was smiling, she felt a surge of shame and anger, knowing he was deliberately humiliating her.
Zhao Tianhao didn't give her a chance to retaliate. Seeing Liu Jing open her eyes, he cupped her head in his hands, bent over, and sucked her trembling little tongue, which was sticking out, into his mouth.
Perhaps because Liu Jing's tongue had been outside for so long, it felt cool.
Cool and soft, Zhao Tianhao loved it. He kept sucking on her tongue, as if he wanted to swallow it completely.
After playing with it in his mouth for a while, Zhao Tianhao's tongue, carrying Liu Jing's little tongue, returned to her mouth and began to ravage it.
He continuously sucked the saliva from her mouth and swallowed it, while also offering his own saliva to her.
Liu Jing went from initial awkwardness and resistance to passive acceptance, and now to passionate reciprocation.
Clearly, Zhao Tianhao's kisses had aroused her. "Mmm, mmm, I need others here, no, mmm, ah, ah, wuwu," Liu Jing mumbled, resisting, but her body betrayed her.
Her small mouth pressed tightly against Zhao Tianhao's large mouth, as if afraid to reveal even a trace of sweetness.
"That's your sister, not an outsider. From now on, we're all family," Zhao Tianhao said, grabbing Liu Jing's breast through her clothes.
"Mmm, ah~ ah," Liu Jing moaned, feeling a wetness flowing from her vagina. Just a pinch of her breast, and her vagina was wet? When did her body become so sensitive?
Liu Jing was somewhat confused, unable to believe this was her own body.
Song Qian watched Liu Jing, so deeply engrossed in her kiss with Zhao Tianhao, and smiled mockingly. She had spoken so nonchalantly at first; she seemed so aloof. Seeing that Liu Jing was almost suffocating from his kiss, Zhao Tianhao let her go.
Liu Jing gasped for breath, avoiding Zhao Tianhao's eyes, somewhat shy.
Zhao Tianhao didn't continue the kiss, temporarily letting Liu Jing go. After all, he wasn't a professional doctor; he wanted her to go to the hospital for a checkup first.
Liu Jing was also worried about her health. Now it was just her and her child left; she didn't want to imagine what would happen if something happened to her.
Zhao Tianhao and Liu Jing took the elevator to the first floor, where they saw an elderly couple preparing to go upstairs.
From their faces, which resembled Fang Yuan's, Zhao Tianhao guessed they were Fang Yuan's parents.
They probably knew about Fang Yuan's situation and had come early in the morning.
Zhao Tianhao drove Liu Jing to the hospital. Even on a weekday morning, the capital was still very congested.
At the hospital, they queued. They registered and got a number.
After the tests... Zhao Tianhao told Liu Jing to wait aside. Then he went to the hospital director's office.
He had only been hoping for a miracle, and luckily the director wasn't out.
"You are..." the director asked curiously, seeing Zhao Tianhao enter without knocking.
Without further ado, Zhao Tianhao hypnotized him.
He then ordered him to quickly check Liu Jing's report, as Zhao Tianhao didn't want to wait several days for it.
So he directly instructed the director to order a review of Liu Jing's medical examination results.
At noon, Zhao Tianhao and Liu Jing ate lunch nearby. However, Liu Jing, preoccupied with worry, couldn't eat anything.
She was preoccupied with her health.
In the afternoon, the medical examination results came back. Early-stage breast cancer. And due to unknown circumstances, the breast cancer was showing signs of being cured.
And it had just happened recently. Zhao Tianhao knew it was the semen he had ejaculated inside Liu Jing the day before that was having an effect.
However, for a complete cure, he would need to ejaculate several more times. Liu Jing was both sad and happy. She was sad because she really was sick, and it was breast cancer. She was happy because Zhao Tianhao said he could cure her.
Given her current complete subservience to Zhao Tianhao, unless he had ulterior motives, he had no reason to deceive her.
Besides, besides her health, she had nothing else that Zhao Tianhao would value.
Therefore, Liu Jing truly believed Zhao Tianhao could cure her.
On the way back, Liu Jing finally couldn't contain her curiosity and asked.
"How can I cure this disease?"
"Don't you believe I can cure you?" Zhao Tianhao smiled at Liu Jing and continued driving.
"No, I'm just curious," Liu Jing anxiously explained.
"You'll find out soon enough," Zhao Tianhao said, keeping her in suspense and not revealing the truth.
Seeing this, Liu Jing had no choice but to suppress her curiosity.
Back at Shuxiang Yayuan, Liu Jing needed to prepare dinner for Ji Yangyang. So Zhao Tianhao returned to 402. Pushing open the door, he was surprised to see Tong Wenjie there.
Seeing Zhao Tianhao return, Tong Wenjie ran over to help him change his shoes, explaining, "Master, I went to your room this afternoon looking for you, but you weren't there, so I came to Sister Qian's. I'm sorry, Master, I cried today without your permission."
Zhao Tianhao roughly knew why Tong Wenjie had cried; it was probably related to Fang Yuan's parents.
In the storyline, Fang Yuan's parents were resentful that Tong Wenjie had brought Lin Leier to live with them.
Now that Fang Yuan was in trouble, it wasn't surprising that his loving parents would call Tong Wenjie a jinx, a jinx to their husbands.
"Tell me," Zhao Tianhao said, sitting on the sofa. Song Qian brought him a glass of water.
Zhao Tianhao drank the water while listening to Tong Wenjie's explanation, which was largely consistent with his guess.
Although Tong Wenjie appeared strong in front of Fang Yuan's parents, she couldn't maintain that strength after they left. It was clearly none of her business; it was Fang Yuan's own greed.
Why should all the blame be placed on her?