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After Uncle Liu left Jian Ning's room, he returned to Shang Jin's side.

"Young master, it's still too late. Should I find a doctor for you?"

Shang Jin closed his eyes and faintly sighed.

"Yes."

Uncle Liu walked to the door and turned around to look at him, shaking his head helplessly.

The eldest young master's current mood was uncertain, and he didn't know when it would be the end of it.

Even until night, Shang Jin did not come out from his room. Uncle Liu kept looking at the stairs, wondering if he should go up and call him down.

In the dining hall, Jian Ning was sprawled on the table, looking bored, as she played with the chopsticks in her hands.

"Uncle Liu, I'm so hungry. Can't you just go up and call him?" Jian Ning said loudly in grief.

Uncle Liu took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. With his hands behind his back, he clenched his teeth and went upstairs.

He raised his right hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard someone speaking from inside.

"Find me a reliable doctor, I want to do some rehabilitation."

Uncle Liu took a step back. After confirming that he had not made a mistake, he knocked on the door again.

"Eldest Young Master, it's time to eat."

Uncle Liu pushed open the door softly and walked over to Shang Jin's side.

At this time, Shang Jin had already hung up, and was staring at Uncle Liu with a serious expression.

"What did you hear just now?"

He calmly shook his head and put on a professional smile. There was a trace of love in his eyes.

"Young Master wanted me to hear it, so I naturally heard it. If you don't want me to hear it, then I don't know anything."

"Yes." Shang Jin's expression slightly eased up, he moved his wheelchair and walked in front of Uncle Liu, "This matter, do not let Jian Ning know."

"Yes sir!" Uncle Liu nodded his head in excitement, his eyes slightly red.

Great, the eldest young master was finally willing to treat his legs.

When he reached the door, Shang Jin suddenly stopped and turned to look at Uncle Liu who was still in a daze, and pointed his index finger at him.

He threatened, "Only three people know about this. I don't want to see any other results."

"Don't worry, Young Master."

Shang Jin turned his head with satisfaction and pushed his wheelchair down the stairs.

In order to make it convenient for Shang Jin to go down by himself, he had long taken the elevator and allowed Shang Jin to go up alone.

When he arrived at the dining hall, he saw Jian Ning sprawled on the table with a wronged expression.

"What's going on?"

Uncle Liu hurried forward and looked at Jian Ning in dissatisfaction, then explained: "Miss Jian Ning did not eat much in the afternoon, she is probably hungry."

"If I don't show up next time, you don't have to wait for me." He glanced at Jian Ning and spoke indifferently.

Uncle Liu lowered his head and looked at him in surprise. Only after a long while did he manage to find his voice.

"I will give orders."

Jian Ning unwittingly turned her head to look at Shang Jin. Seeing him, she immediately stood and ran in front of him.

He pushed him into the dining room and even helped him set up the tableware.

"Quickly, we can serve the dishes now."

Seeing her attentive look, although Shang Jin knew the reason, he still couldn't help but want to mock her.

"Those who don't know, they might think that you are the mistress of the Jingshan Villa."

Jian Ning's hand that was holding the chopsticks suddenly trembled, she looked at Shang Jin in horror, and tried her best to force out a smile.

"Don't joke with me, I will make fun of you."

Even now, she was still angry at Shang Jin for not letting her help her up. If it wasn't because she was hungry, she wouldn't have shown him face.

These words suddenly made Shang Jin extremely unhappy, he forcefully threw his blade and fork to the table and looked at Jian Ning angrily.

"If you don't want to eat it, then scram."

"..."

Jian Ning became silent. She was very hungry now and didn't want to lose her temper.

"Master, the kitchen has prepared corn soup for you. Would you like to try it?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Uncle Liu immediately stood behind Shang Jin and asked thoughtfully.

Only after hearing Uncle Liu's reminder, did Shang Jin finally calm down. He closed his eyes and no longer looked at Jian Ning.

This meal was extremely torturous, countless times she wanted to throw down her chopsticks and leave.

She touched her stomach, which was still half full, and sighed in her heart: If it weren't for you, I would have gone upstairs to bed long ago.

With great difficulty, Jian Ning left the dining hall as if she was fleeing for her life, completely disregarding the injuries on her body, and ran back to her room.

Shang Jin who was still in the cafeteria stared at his leg in silence, his upper hand clenched into a fist.

Sooner or later, I will make it so that you won't be able to escape.

Uncle Liu saw the contemplation on his face, so he clenched his fists and loosened them. Finally, he mustered his courage and walked in front of him.

"Young master, do you want me to discuss this with Song Ge and quickly find someone with a good technique?"

Shang Jin shook his head disapprovingly, a light quickly flashed past his eyes, causing the luxurious villa to suddenly become even more terrifying.

"I'm not in a hurry, just take it slow."

Seeing that he had already said this, Uncle Liu couldn't refute him and could only silently stand to the side.

Shang Jin walked to the stairs and looked at Jian Ning's room, the corners of his mouth raised to form a mysterious smile.

Inside the room, Jian Ning felt a chill down her spine, her scalp went numb, and she anxiously sat up and looked around.

There's no one here, is there a ghost in this villa?

With that thought, Jian Ning felt that her entire body was uncomfortable. She quickly got up and put on her shoes, then jogged to Shang Jin's door.

"Bang, bang, bang ~ ~ ~"

"Shang Jin, quickly open the door. I'm looking for you."

Jian Ning pounded on the door with all her might. She only felt a chill behind her, as if something was following her.

Just as Shang Jin returned to his room, he heard Jian Ning's voice. If one listened carefully, they would be able to tell the fear in his voice.

The moment he pushed open the door, Jian Ning rushed in quickly and ran behind him, pointing at the door in shock.

"Ghost, ghost. I felt that he was right behind me just now."

Shang Jin lifted his head to look at the pale-faced her. He felt that it was unfathomable, but he still carefully looked outside the door.

"Nothing. Now, please go back to sleep."

"No, I don't want it!" She quickly pinched hold of Shang Jin's clothes and kept shaking her head.

He shoved her hands away and led her out the door.

"If you don't want to sleep, then stay at the door for the night."

After pushing her out, Shang Jin wanted to close the door. However he reacted quickly and reached out to stop her.

"Shang Jin, you can't treat me like this. I'm your partner, if I get taken away by a ghost, you won't be able to make up for the losses."

Shang Jin looked at her indifferently, her thin lips tightly pursed, but her eyes still revealed traces of chilliness.

"Uncle Liu, come up for a bit and take Jian Ning back to her room. If she doesn't want to go back, then just throw her outside the villa."

He pressed the beeper on the wheelchair and closed the door after he finished speaking.

"Beast!" Jian Ning growled.