Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 407: Being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft

"Because I gave each of them skin care products." Ji Xun smiled softly, his arms embracing the soft Shang Qing, his voice becoming even softer: "During the October 1st holiday, to express my gratitude."

"Yeah, that's great. Let's send it out." Shang Qing wanted to get up and do it immediately.

"Sister, it's late. Don't you have to go out and play tomorrow?"

Ji Xun pulled Shang Qing back to sit on the sofa, closed his eyes lazily, and said softly: "After we get up tomorrow, can we send it? It can be delivered to their home during the day tomorrow. Then your sister can write a small card to show that she cares more, okay?"

Shang Qing looked at the dark night outside, then looked at the sleepy Ji Xun, and immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll listen to Xiao Xun."

Ji Xun raised a smile, sat up, and picked up Shang Qing nimbly. She rested her chin on his shoulder, and strode towards Shang Qing's bedroom.

Only after tucking her into the warm quilt and giving her a gentle goodnight kiss on the forehead did Ji Xun get up, turn off the lights and leave.

After Ji Xun hurried back to his bedroom, the sleepiness on his face disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, he was staring at the information displayed on the computer screen with sharp eyes, his handsome brows tightly furrowed.

"What on earth does this Min Zhiheng want to do?"

Ji Xun pondered in his heart.

"Giving Qingqing a VIP card for no apparent reason must have some ulterior motive. As the saying goes, those who show unwarranted kindness are either treacherous or thieves!"

Thinking of this, Ji Xun couldn't help feeling upset.

Although he was full of doubts about Min Zhiheng's behavior, he had to admit that Min Zhiheng's family was extremely powerful and was an awe-inspiring existence that could call the shots in all walks of life.

And the respected old man he knew turned out to be Min Zhiheng's grandfather.

Once he really encountered an unsolvable problem, Ji Xun had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the old man for help.

After all, he fully expected that the old man would lend a helping hand to help him through the difficult times because of their past friendship.

However, Ji Xun felt uneasy when he thought about facing such a powerful enemy and the complicated family relationships.

In front of a person like Min Zhiheng and the family behind him, he was as small and powerless as an ant.

What's worse is that the old man and Min Zhiheng have an inseparable blood relationship and are a true family.

In comparison, I am just an insignificant outsider.

"No, we can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Ji Xun secretly made up his mind to take action as soon as possible.

In this case, it seems that I need to find a time to take my little sister to visit the old man.

In this way, at least some potential risks and hidden dangers can be eliminated at the moral level.

Ji Xun did not dare to have any chance of success in this matter.

He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that the eldest young master of the Min family would not have any other ideas.

If Min Zhiheng dared to have any bad intentions towards Shang Qing, even if it was just the slightest desire, he would fight to the death with him without hesitation.

Even if it means that everything ends in disaster, he will not hesitate!

Ji Xun clenched his hands into fists so tightly that the force seemed to crush his bones.

Those charming phoenix eyes were bloodshot, so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.

At this moment, a terrible emotion was surging in his heart.

He suppressed it desperately, fearing that once released, he would completely lose control and drive himself into the abyss of madness.

"Xiao Xun, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

A hoarse and gentle voice suddenly sounded at the door, which made Ji Xun, who was immersed in his own thoughts, break out in a cold sweat.

Because he was too excited, angry and uneasy, Ji Xun didn't even notice when the door was gently pushed open.

Ji Xun was startled and quickly closed the computer screen in front of him in panic. Then he stood up abruptly and turned to face the door.

At the door, Shang Qing was standing there wearing a cute cartoon cotton silk pajamas.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly walked towards Ji Xun.

The slender and frail figure looked particularly delicate under the dim light.

"Xiao Xun, why haven't you slept yet?"

"elder sister……"

Ji Xun opened his mouth and tried to explain something, but when the words came to his lips he didn't know how to say them.

Shang Qing yawned and came to Ji Xun in slippers.

"Xiao Xun, can't you sleep?"

Shang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully at Ji Xun's slightly pale face, his eyes full of worry.

"Why do you look so unhappy? Are you feeling unwell?"

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand and gently touched Ji Xun's forehead.

Ji Xun only felt a warm sensation on his forehead, and then he saw Shang Qing's eyes, as clear as autumn water, staring at him.

He subconsciously wanted to answer, but found that his throat was very dry and could only make a low "hmm".

At this time, Shang Qing had already noticed Ji Xun's hands, which were clenched into fists and trembling slightly.

She stretched out her small palm and held Ji Xun's cold hand tightly.

In an instant, a warmth came through the palm of his hand, making Ji Xun shiver involuntarily.

But at the same time, this warmth also gradually calmed his restless heart and made him feel the warmth of reality again.

However, Ji Xun soon realized the problem.

His hands were so cold that he was afraid that Shang Qing, who was always afraid of the cold, would get frozen, so he tried to pull his hands back.

But Shang Qing seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. Not only did she not let go, but she held it even tighter.

She looked at Ji Xun, her eyes filled with heartache and concern, and said softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again? Be good and go back to bed."

Shang Qing gently held Ji Xun's slender and soft hand, as if this hand was the bond connecting their hearts.

She pulled Ji Xun towards the bed, each step seeming so solemn and gentle.

When she reached the bed, Shang Qing lifted the quilt and saw Ji Xun lying down obediently. She carefully tidied the corners of the quilt for him to ensure that he could lie comfortably in the quilt.

Shang Qing, who was already sleepy, felt tired again. Perhaps it was because of the quiet and warm atmosphere of the night, or perhaps it was because he was already half asleep, and it was just his instinct to take care of Ji Xun.

Because of her inherent laziness, she did not choose to sit by the bed to accompany Ji Xun to sleep, but slowly climbed onto the bed.

Lying on her side beside Ji Xun, the soft girl was like a docile kitten.

Shang Qing stretched out one hand and placed it on Ji Xun's stomach, which often hurt, and placed the other hand gently on Ji Xun's back and began to pat it rhythmically.

She murmured softly, "Be good, go to sleep now..."