Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 197 Even Professors Confess

Chapter 197 Even Professors Confess – Male Protagonist's Perspective (43)

Seven years later.

Inside the car, the phone rang again, and the man in the suit sitting in the back frowned.

Ji Ye: "Who?"

"Mr. Ji, it's your wife on the phone."

Upon hearing the caller's name, he hesitated for a few seconds before answering the phone.

"Changle?"

After a few seconds of silence, a cautious female voice came from the other end: "You went to a business dinner again? Are you going to drink a lot?"

"Hmm." Ji Ye pinched the bridge of his nose. "I won't be back tonight."

The question of whether to prepare hangover soup stuck in Chang Le's throat. After a long silence, she said "Be careful" and hung up the phone.

"Mr. Ji."

A young and pretty woman in a secretary's uniform smiled and said from the front passenger seat, "We've arrived."

Ji glanced at the phone that had been hung up, then casually put it aside.

The car door was opened obsequiously by a man in a suit. Ji Ye glanced at him and got out of the car, which was considered a courtesy.

"Zhou Sheng?" Ji Ye asked casually.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The young man in front of me smiled politely. Although he was wearing a suit, he still had the naivety of someone who had just entered society, like a child wearing adult clothes.

Ji looked at him for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.

His secretary reminded him, and he suddenly came to his senses, nodding: "Young and promising."

Zhou Sheng was smiling and about to say something when his phone rang. He glanced at it, then apologized to Ji Ye before going to answer the call a short distance away.

Faintly, you could hear words like "baby," "cooperation," and "will be back soon," all filled with sweetness.

Ji frowned slightly, glanced down at his watch, and looked somewhat impatient. He unconsciously covered his upper right abdomen with his large hand.

The secretary noticed and stepped forward with concern: "Mr. Ji, are you feeling unwell again? Do you need me to buy some medicine?"

"It's nothing, no need." Ji Ye frowned, ignoring the pain in his abdomen.

Fortunately, Zhou Sheng returned in time and went to the hotel with Ji Ye.

Ji Ye: "Girlfriend?"

Zhou Sheng smiled gently: "Yes."

Ji Ye: "When are you getting married?"

Zhou Sheng replied without hesitation: "We'll get married after graduation."

Ji Ye: "Still young."

The words stopped abruptly, and even Ji Ye was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know why he said that.

After drinking all night, on the way back to his hotel suite with his secretary, his abdominal pain inexplicably worsened, and he felt nauseous. In a panic, he vomited all over the place.

The secretary standing to the side was clearly at a loss. She covered her nose and stood far away. She wanted to go closer, but couldn't bear to look at the vomit all over the floor. In the end, she instructed a passing waiter to help the man back.

Ji returned home on the evening of the second day.

As always, Chang Le was waiting for him in the entrance hall.

"You're back." Chang Le stepped forward and naturally took the man's suit. The pungent smell of alcohol and perfume wafted over, and she paused.

Ji Ye rubbed his nose wearily and suddenly smelled the aroma of Chinese medicine.

He frowned and glanced at the steaming bowl of medicine on the living room table, then said to the obedient figure following behind him, "You don't need to drink this."

They have been married for seven years and have no children.

Chang Le had been diagnosed with polycystic ovary syndrome at the hospital. In addition, her health was not good, and IVF was ineffective, so she has had difficulty getting pregnant for many years.

During that period, Chang Le proposed divorce no less than ten times, citing her desire not to be a burden to him, but Ji Ye never agreed.

He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Instead of taking medicine, you should adjust your mindset."

"Hmm..." Chang Le pursed her lips, somewhat cautiously, "I was thinking that if I drank more, maybe I'd get it. As for my mindset, I've been trying..."

The hangover had lingered all day, leaving Ji with a throbbing headache. He leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and pretended to doze off. Suddenly, he spoke:
"Do you remember Li Na? The little girl I met in Thailand ten years ago."

Chang Le was taken aback, not expecting him to ask that. She quickly went through her thoughts and nodded, "I remember, a very pretty and enthusiastic little girl."

"I ran into her today." Ji Ye opened his eyes and stared at Chang Le.

He slowly began, "She's grown up, but she got pregnant out of wedlock and was kicked out by her family."

Chang Le was taken aback: "Then what happened to her?"

Logically speaking, at such a young age, being able to travel abroad meant that the family must have been wealthy.

Even if being pregnant out of wedlock is unacceptable, it's impossible to actually leave her homeless.

“Her parents cut off all her credit cards. A college student, suddenly penniless.” Ji Ye still looked at Chang Le, saying each word clearly, “She knelt down and begged me for our help.”

Chang Le: "...Then how can we help?"

Ji Ye paused for a few seconds, then looked at her: "I heard from the older generation that if you can't get pregnant, you can have a pregnant woman stay at home with you, and over time, the good fortune will come to you."

“You’ve been taking medicine for several years, which is ultimately bad for your health. Let’s try other methods.”

The older generation has many traditional methods, and I've tried them all in Changle, but this is the first time I've heard of this one.

She was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

There was no other way.

She wanted to have a child with him.

Ji Ye didn't actually think this method would work, and he didn't have high hopes that Chang Le would be able to get pregnant.

But Li Na's arrival did bring vitality to the dull home.

In the first few years of their marriage, Chang Le was lively and cheerful, spoiled by him. But perhaps due to childbirth, in recent years she has returned to the timid, silent, and repressed state she had before marriage, and occasionally she would stare blankly at rainy days.

Li Na often took her to watch TV series, go shopping, and watch movies, letting her experience the joys of youth.

Similarly, in her spare time, Chang Le took care of all of Li Na's daily chores, making everything herself, from meals for pregnant women to baby clothes.

Later, when Li Na got pregnant, she became quite affectionate and would call Chang Le "sister" this and "sister" that, coaxing her to help her bathe and clean up, and bringing fruits, vegetables and meals to her bedside to feed her.

Ji also asked Chang Le why she was so thorough, when she could have just let the nanny take over.

Chang Le paused for a moment before saying, "She's pregnant, and also a young girl. It's natural to be a little scared if someone is pregnant out of wedlock."

"Besides, we need her help, so we'd like to share in her joy and such."

Ji listened without saying a word.

Over time, the two became like sisters.

When the child was born, Chang Le was the first to hold her.

Not long after, Chang Le became pregnant. She was so happy that she couldn't sleep for several days. Her eyes were red and tears were falling. She held Li Na's hand gratefully and wouldn't let go.

Li Na turned to look at him.

"..." Ji Ye lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Li Na had been living at home, thinking that life would continue peacefully, until a month later, when Ji also turned thirty.

It was a rainy night, and he was out socializing. When he came back, the atmosphere was strange.

Li Na lay unconscious on the sofa, drunk. The baby in the crib was asleep. Chang Le sat quietly to the side, holding some documents in her hand.

When she heard the sound of the door opening in the entryway, she looked over very slowly.

That was the first time Ji Ye had seen that look in someone's eyes in eight years since their marriage.

It was dark and lifeless; she was gloomy and stiff.

This is the look that Chang Le used to have on rainy days, but this time he wasn't looking at the rain.

It's about looking at him.

An ominous premonition choked in Ji's throat as he heard the last thing he wanted to hear—

"Did you... cheat on me?"

Ji Ye: "..."

He couldn't answer; in the somber living room, only the sound of raindrops falling on the black umbrella remained.

That was the first time he had seen Chang Le in a fit of rage and on the verge of collapse.

So she can have a temper too.

For the first time in all the years they've known each other, the two had a fight. Chang Le left in the pouring rain, leaving Ji Ye standing there stiffly, his fists clenched.

What should he say?

He said he slept with his secretary.

It's said he slept with Li Na.

Or did he get Li Na pregnant, indulge her perverse tastes by letting her move into his home, and watch helplessly as Chang Le took care of them, mother and daughter?

"..." He didn't dare. He really didn't dare.

When exactly did it start?

He no longer wanted to answer her calls and changed her special ringtone to be the same as everyone else's.

He no longer cared about her gloomy eyes, no longer paid attention to her joys and sorrows, and no longer remembered that she had a sensitive stomach and many dietary restrictions.

I no longer want to see her with a long face and forced smiles every day, and I no longer want to see her trying to please me, her efforts, her tedious concern and her cautiousness.

Think of nothing.

Her clumsiness became foolish, her helplessness became boring, her pain, her repression, her family of origin, everything about her made Ji feel numb, stale, and even disgusted.

He had absolutely no desire to touch her again.

Chang Le disappeared.

She has no house to live in here, no relatives to take her in, and it's impossible for her to go very far.

They still haven't come back.

They don't reply to phone calls or text messages.

A strange woman was waiting for him at the company. She came up to him and slapped him, then kicked him to the ground.

It seems to be a classmate from Changle University; they came to my wedding.

"Sign." The woman forced him to sign something, then kicked him, breaking his left hand.

"Dirty things."

Ji didn't know either; it was a divorce agreement.

Chang Le is gone.

I can't find it no matter what I do.

He started to panic.

He disagreed that the divorce proceedings were proceeding legally and compliantly.

Ji also exhausted all his connections to find Chang Le, knowing that she would definitely go to the hospital for a checkup since she was pregnant, so he checked hospitals all over the country, but found nothing.

He even asked Shen Fang, the benefactor who had once helped him rise to prominence, for help.

After hearing Ji Ye's evasive explanation, Shen Fang remained silent for a long time.

In the end, I didn't help him.

Vanished without a trace, without a word.

He remembered the woman who had beaten him.

Is it compassion?

The wife of that important man.

The couple had been married for seven or eight years but had no children.

When Ji Ye went to visit, she was turned away at the door. From afar, she could only see the handsome and noble man gently feeding the woman, and then giving her a kiss, which made the woman smile.

Li Na and her child died.

The car accident happened.

It was just a coincidence that she met Li Na again. She said that she deliberately bumped into Chang Le in Thailand back then, just to get closer to him.

They slept together, that's all. It was just a one-night stand.

What man doesn't cheat? Even that big shot, Ji doesn't believe he doesn't have other women on the side.

What about cheating, infidelity, and betrayal?

He hadn't thought that far ahead at all.

He didn't think about it.

The secretary who had already been dismissed also died.

It was also a car accident.

Another year has passed, and the divorce has been forcibly approved and enforced by the court.

Chang Le voluntarily left the house with nothing, taking nothing with her.

He clearly said he wouldn't lose her.

Ji also fainted.

It is late-stage liver cancer.

Ji also drafted a will, leaving all his property to Chang Le.

In his final days, Ji also begged Yu Ci to let him see Chang Le, or at least make a phone call.

After much persistent pleading, one late night, the custom ringtone that had been changed back rang again.

Ji was pale and thin, with sunken eyes. Lying on the hospital bed, he no longer had the strength to pick up his phone.

The caregiver next to him held his phone to his ear.

"Chang...Le".

Ji called out with difficulty, and at some point she choked up.

Chang Le remained silent.

Ji Ye: "Where...are you?"

Chang Le: "...Berlin."

Berlin.

Over the years, I've only been there once, during their honeymoon.

Ji forced a laugh from his throat: "Where... is the child?"

She must be almost two years old by now.

He had never seen either of them, nor did he know if they were male or female.

Chang Le remained silent for a long time before replying, "It's alright."

"It's alright..." Ji Ye smiled, his chapped lips were streaked with blood from the strain, and he pressed his face tightly to his phone, tears falling onto it.

"So... cough, cough cough..."

"Is Berlin cold...?"

The dry voice could no longer hold on, and he began to cough violently.

Ji Ye's breathing became rapid, and his thin chest heaved violently.

"Sir!? Sir!! Doctor!! Doctor!!!!"

The caregiver quickly put down her phone and went to call the doctor.

Ji Ye was the only one left in the ward.

As his consciousness completely faded, he struggled to turn his head to look at the phone on the table.

I'm so far away from him.

Cellphone, Berlin, child, her—all so far away.

"I'm...I'm so sorry..."

The heart monitor emitted a piercing sound.