Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

His hand tightly gripped her waist, and the two maintained this posture for a few seconds before Ji Shiyou snapped out of it, pushed him away, and slapped him: ”Scumbag! If you’re having mental issues, please go to the neurology department! The psychiatric department is on the third floor of the building up ahead!”

Just as Ji Shiyou was about to turn and leave, a doctor wearing a long gown came over, walked solemnly up to Du Ziheng, and called out: ”Young Master Du...”

Ji Shiyou was nearly frozen in place! Young Master Du...

The infamous Young Master is... the scumbag?

The muscles in her face twitched violently; she couldn’t leave, nor could she retreat.

Du Ziheng passed by Ji Shiyou, his face somber, and stuffed the phone in his hand into hers.

Ji Shiyou looked at the phone in her hand, surprised. Isn’t this her phone? How did it end up in Du Ziheng’s hands? Could it be that the person who was supposed to meet her was him?

The moment he turned to leave, she seemed to see a flicker of hurt in his eyes, which inexplicably made her feel restless!

What had gotten into her, feeling bothered by his emotions?

”Xiao Ji, you’re really confused! How could you offend the Young Master? He’s the Crown Prince, the chairman and dean’s heir.” The doctor’s face turned dark as he shook his head and sighed.

”If Young Master decides to pursue this, no matter how capable you are, it will be difficult for you to stand in the medical world,” the doctor said earnestly, ”Perhaps I should arrange for you to meet Young Master and apologize.”

Ji Shiyou was also left stunned, thinking of Du Ziheng’s expression before leaving, it truly pierced her eyes deeply.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after getting into the car, Du Ziheng kept recalling the trace of resentment he saw in Ji Shiyou’s eyes. Did she truly detest him so?

What happened to him today? Was it because he saw the content on Ji Shiyou’s memory card?

When he received her call and requested only the memory card instead of the phone, his curiosity drove him to check its contents.

What he saw was a different kind of fiery girl. In every photo, she wore a long white gown, mingled in the crowd, surrounded by people—with a smile so radiant and able to brighten hearts.

Everyone around her began to smile because of her, each revealing smiles of joy.

Her self-description also spoke of the arduous journey over four years, which she walked alone, with no relatives or even friends—just vulnerable groups needing help.

He had never seen such an independent woman!

As Du Ziheng started the engine, a white silhouette appeared by the car window. He glanced over, and it was that woman who slapped him.

Instead of anger, being slapped by her filled his heart with a sense of loneliness.

”Knock knock—”

Symbolically, Ji Shiyou knocked twice on the car window, and as it rolled down, Du Ziheng merely held a stoic face, waiting for her apology.

He thought she was here to apologize, but instead, Ji Shiyou said: ”Hey, scumbag, get out, I have something to say to you.”

What a damn woman! Even after knowing his identity, she dared to call him that? She truly must be tired of living!

And damned if he didn’t listen to her, obediently getting out of the car, his tall figure suddenly standing before her, blocking that dazzling light, providing Ji Shiyou with a slight comfort.