Lovely Substitute Bride

Ji Jingchen suddenly woke up and realized that he had lost control of his emotions.    

At that moment, he frantically wanted to grab Wen Tiantian and bring her back to his side. Only he could see her and no one else would be able to touch her …    

Ji Jingchen's gaze changed again and again. The waves in his heart were forcefully suppressed as he slowly calmed down.    

"I'm fine."    

After saying that, he pretended to be calm as he placed the magazine on the table. However, there were traces of it being squeezed by him.    

He pursed his lips and steered the wheelchair back to his office.     

The secretary and the others looked at his back as he disappeared into the distance with worry in their eyes …    

"President Ji should be very angry, right?"    

"He's not only angry, he's even going to kill someone just now!" If it was him, I would definitely have gone crazy. "    

"But, I think Miss Wen and President Ji might already be finished. I haven't seen Miss Wen in such a long time, and now that President Ji has become like this, he can only rely on his wheelchair to live in the future, Miss Wen's choice is right. "    

"Nonsense!"    

The secretary could not help but retort. "Miss Wen definitely isn't such a person!"    

Thinking about the times when Wen Tiantian sneakily delivered gifts to him, he did not believe that Wen Tiantian would leave just because Ji Jingchen's leg was injured.    

There must be a reason!    

His gaze fell on the photo of Wen Tiantian and Feng Ming and he frowned.    

But what was the reason?    

Late at night, Ji Jingchen finished his work and returned to the castle.    

As soon as he got off the car, he saw the butler who had come to greet him.    

The light would be dim, but one could still see the unsightly expression on his face.    

Seeing Ji Jingchen return, he hesitated.    

He waited until Ji Jingchen came into the living room, then he asked while still in thought, "Sir, have you read today's news magazine?"    

Ji Jingchen heard this and frowned. He had already guessed what the butler was going to say and kept quiet.    

The butler, however, was already worried. "Miss Wen met with some marriage partner. Do you know?"    

The moment he opened his mouth, he followed behind Ji Jingchen and said: "According to the habits of Wen Family, before long, we might be married!"    

"Sir, are you just going to let her marry someone else?"    

Ji Jingchen still didn't say anything and just controlled the wheelchair and headed inside.    

Only his face was gloomy, as if he could drip water at any time.    

The butler followed behind him and said unwillingly, "If Miss Wen really marries someone else, you won't have the chance to regret it."    

"Miss Wen is so nice, how can you treat her like this?" "Moreover …"    

"No need for that!" He suddenly raised his voice, interrupting his blabbering with a shout.    

The butler stopped talking as he was frightened.    

Ji Jingchen's wheelchair also stopped for a moment, but it didn't turn around.    

He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to bring up this matter again."    

After saying that, Ji Jingchen controlled his wheelchair and went upstairs.    

After Ye Zichen returned to the study and closed the door, Ji Jingchen finally slowed down.    

Anger and grief filled his face.    

In the dark, he did not turn on the lights. Instead, he went straight to his desk, turned on his computer, and entered Feng Ming's name into the search engine.    

When he opened it, he saw all the information regarding Feng Teng.    

The leader of the Feng Family, a young genius with an extraordinary demeanor.    

The comments on the internet were all like this.    

Ji Jingchen held the mouse tightly and opened the report of Wen Tiantian and Feng Ming.    

He stared at the picture on the screen, as if he wanted to kill someone.    

After five minutes, there was a loud bang!    

He slammed the computer shut, picked up the phone and dialed a person's number.    

After the beep, the call connected.    

Ji Jingchen opened his mouth and asked: "Dr Zhang, how is the preparation for rehabilitation work? I want to start now. "    

"By the way, I'm ready."    

"But …" Dr Zhang was at a loss for words. "You should know that as I said before, your legs only have a 20% chance of standing up again. The recovery process is very painful and ordinary people can't bear it."    

People with the same illness as Ji Jingchen have had it before.    

If they could stand up in the future, many of them would also solemnly accept recovery.    

However, none of those who managed to survive!    

His broken legs had already started healing. In order to be able to stand up again, he had to break them again and integrate the bones.    

It was basically impossible to keep recovering daily even with legs like these.    

Not to mention, even if he were to persevere, he would only have a twenty percent chance of success.    

Ji Jingchen's gaze fell on his legs, but the report appeared in his mind once again.    

After a long moment passed, he spoke, his hoarse voice filled with the determination to stake everything on this gamble.    

"It looks like I can't just watch her leave."    

He will be mad.    

Even for Wen Tiantian, he would struggle to stand up and walk to her.    

Before that, he didn't even dare let Wen Tiantian know about it.    

20% was more than enough for him to bear all of this by himself.    

After Dr Zhang finished listening, he was still troubled: "But this is really …"    

"Dr Zhang."    

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Ji Jingchen interrupted him and said coldly, "I remember that the medicine you gave me to treat my obsessive-compulsive disorder didn't lead to amnesia …"    

As soon as he spoke, the other end of the phone went silent.    

Dr Zhang's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face immediately turned pale.    

Ji Jingchen continued, "When the fire happened, I found that my body was unable to exert any strength. I consulted other doctors and they detected it from my body …"    

"Mr Ji!"    

Dr Zhang interrupted him in fright. His back was covered in sweat.    

He was once again clear why Ji Jingchen lost his memory and why such an outcome occurred.    

So it turned out that Ji Jingchen had always known …    

He felt a wave of fear and hastily said, "I know. Tomorrow, you will be able to come and start preparing. I will personally help you recover."    

"Then I'll be troubling you. Don't let anyone know about this, including the butler, Wen Tiantian, and Zhong Lee."    

"Yes."    

Ji Jingchen continued, "You just said, what symptoms will there be during the initial stage of treatment?"    

"It hurts."    

Dr Zhang said briefly, "No one has been able to last long enough. And during the first two weeks of treatment, your body condition is such that you won't be able to see anyone."    

Ji Jingchen slightly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a light flashed in them.    

"I will arrange everything and come look for you tomorrow."    

After hanging up, Ji Jingchen slowly let out a breath.    

He opened the drawer and took out a photograph that had been pressed against the inside.    

If Wen Tiantian had been here, she would have found that this photo was exactly the same as the one in her necklace, but magnified.    

The photo was sealed and very clean, as if it would be touched often.    

Ji Jingchen looked at the person in the photo.    

"As expected, I still can't stand it …"    

"I still want to try again …" "Seize 20% of this hope …"