My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

Song Zhizhi was discharged from the hospital.

Ji Baijian was also discharged from the hospital.

Together, they returned to the Ji Family’s villa.

Speaking of which.

Ji Yunlei was quite angry.

Nobody told him that Song Zhizhi had given birth; he only found out from the media news. It was only when he went to visit Song Zhizhi that he found out Ji Baijian had also awoken.

When Song Zhizhi saw the Ji Family, she felt somewhat embarrassed.

Maybe influenced by Ji Baijian, in her heart she considered Baijian to be part of the Ye Family. As the Ye Family members were all long gone, she had totally pushed the Ji Family to the back of her mind.

Upon reflection, if it weren’t for the Ji family, Ye Shengheng would probably still be wandering as a lost soul…

They should feel gratitude!

Fortunately, Ji Yunlei didn’t really blame them. Considering his chubby grandson and his awakened, emaciated son, he held back. But Ji Yunlei issued an ultimatum that after discharge, both must move back to the Ji family villa!

So, two months later, when Ji Baijian was well enough to be discharged, the two of them returned to the Ji family villa with their child.

After giving birth.

Song Zhizhi’s breast milk was actually really good.

The lactation consultant had told her that such breast milk could feed the baby for a year without any problem and no need to overstimulate milk production.

But at that moment, Song Zhizhi insisted on having the lactation consultant increase her milk production.

The lactation consultant was surprised, having clearly told her that overstimulation could cause mastitis, which can cause extreme pain, even worse than childbirth.

Song Zhizhi remained unswayed.

Because.

She had to nurse two sons.

One of them… Ji Baijian.

Isn’t it said that breast milk has high nutritional value?

Ji Baijian was as thin as a ghost. She had to fatten him up just like her son.

So every day.

Song Zhizhi would give Ji Baijian a cup of pure milk – morning, noon, and night.

Ji Baijian was always on the verge of tears.

“Drink, drink, I’ve added sugar,” Song Zhizhi urged.

Ji Baijian looked at the glass but did not take it.

Song Zhizhi raised her eyebrows, “Ji Baijian.”

“My lady, I think I can drink without sugar.”

Song Zhizhi looked at Ji Baijian, “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Then wait.” Song Zhizhi turned to leave.

She wasn’t sure if there was any spare milk left.

“My lady.” Ji Baijian stopped her again.

Song Zhizhi turned back to look at him.

“Where are you going?” Ji Baijian asked.

“To prepare unsweetened milk for you,” Song Zhizhi glared at Ji Baijian.

Had Ji Baijian lost all his IQ since the catastrophe?

“Come here.”

“Ji Baijian…”

“Come here.”

Song Zhizhi went over.

Then…

Song Zhizhi’s face turned crimson.

Him!

When he was discharged, Dr. Yan specifically instructed that Ji Baijian’s heart had just recovered and he should not do any strenuous exercises until he was fully recovered after a review.

There’s a difference between a heart disease relapse and an initial onset. An initial onset can be treated, but a relapse is hard to survive. They were to take this to heart.

But at this moment, she wasn’t sure whether or not she should stop him.

Song Zhizhi’s face was burning.

All she could feel was…

A warm stream flowing over her body, silently moistening everything. Tenderness in front of her, wonderful moments filled the world.

Just as Song Zhizhi didn’t quite know what to do, there was suddenly a knock on the door outside the room.

Song Zhizhi pushed Ji Baijian away.

Her eyes glanced at the corners of Ji Baijian’s mouth.

She reached out to wipe them, then controlled her emotions and walked towards the door.

In that moment, she took a deep breath to quell the turmoil in her heart.

She opened the door.

Ji Baili appeared at the doorway.

His eyes flickered, clearly sensing an unusual emotion in that moment.

His lips formed a smirk, “Did I come at a bad time?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a piercing gaze shot at him.

Ji Baili felt a chill run down his spine.

He was genuinely afraid of his elder brother.

He said, “I came to inform you, Yin Qin came over with his son and his little brother Yin Shi. They said they wanted to see little Lizhi.”

“Alright. I will come down in a moment.” Song Zhizhi hurriedly said.

As Ji Baili prepared to leave, he turned his head and said to Song Zhizhi, “Sister-in-law, my elder brother is frail. You should be gentle.”

“Ji Baili, do you have too much free time on your hands?” Ji Baijian’s voice deepened.

“I didn’t say anything.”

He quickly disappeared.

Song Zhizhi felt somewhat embarrassed.

She turned her head and glared fiercely at Ji Baijian.

Ji Baijian wore a calm expression.

Song Zhizhi complained, “Your brother is right.”

Ji Baijian didn’t react at all.

Song Zhizhi helped Ji Baijian sit up from the bed.

After two months of recuperation, Ji Baijian was essentially able to get out of bed and move around. However, he couldn’t walk too far. Many functions of his body hadn’t recovered, particularly his heart, which couldn’t undergo any drastic fluctuations. Otherwise, he was prone to…sudden death.

Ji Baijian rested against Song Zhizhi.

Now, to put it nicely, Song Zhizhi was plump; to be more blunt, she was a little chubby.

And yet, Ji Baijian was still very thin, although he was much better than when he first woke up.

Ji Baijian put most of his weight on Song Zhizhi.

Song Zhizhi had now gotten used to it. She bore his weight and went downstairs with him.

Downstairs.

Ji Lizhi was already in Zhang Qingmei’s arms, chatting with Qin Keqin, exchanging their experiences in child-rearing.

Yes.

Their son’s name was Ji Lizhi.

The name consisted of a character from each of their names, Ji Baijian’s and Song Zhizhi’s, and there was also a ‘li’, which stood for the gift they had received from heaven and also meant to treat people with courtesy. The name had taken Song Zhizhi a long time to think of, and it had received unanimous approval from the Ji family members.

“Zhizhi, how is your health?” Qin Keqin saw Song Zhizhi and Ji Baijian coming downstairs and promptly asked.

“Very good.” Song Zhizhi slightly smiled, helping Ji Baijian to sit down.

Yin Qin, holding little tiger, sat next to Ji Baijian.

He nudged Ji Baijian’s body, “Old fox, you’re still so weak.”

Ji Baijian gave Yin Qin a glare.

“How did you wake up? Even now I think it’s a miracle. I was making preparations to take care of your wife and raise your son!” Yin Qin intentionally said.

Ji Baijian’s face darkened. He said, “Has your son even got a real name yet?”

“…” Yin Qin was taken aback.

It seemed it was true.

His younger brother had a name already, but his son didn’t yet.

He just didn’t know who this child should take after!

His mood dropped a little inexplicably.

This old fox Ji Baijian always seemed to know exactly what would get under his skin.

He didn’t continue the topic, but rather changed the subject again, asking with keen interest, “Ji Baijian, how exactly did you come to? Did you have any consciousness during the time you were comatose?”

At that moment, Ji Baijian turned to look at Song Zhizhi.

She was chatting merrily with Qin Keqin at the moment.

His lips gave a faint smile.

Throughout his comatose state, he was actually conscious. So every day, he could hear Song Zhizhi’s soft murmuring in his ear. He didn’t know how long he had been asleep, but every day he eagerly anticipated Song Zhizhi’s arrival. Every day, he immersed himself in her voice, until one day she said she missed him, missed him so much. Then one day, she had a bout of stomach pain in front of him, and he felt her anxiety, her panic, her helplessness…

He felt as if he were lying in an ocean, able to hear all the sounds of the world, but unable to float to the surface, no matter how hard he tried. There was no end in sight and nothing to hold onto. He couldn’t escape this ocean.

But that day.

He suddenly felt the ocean he was lying in become turbulent. He fought to escape the waves, and finally…

He breathed fresh air.

He saw, after a long absence, the brightness.

At that moment, all the doctors and nurses were stunned. It took them a few seconds to react and realize he had woken up.

He used all his strength to tell the doctors to call Yin Qin over first.

He knew that Song Zhizhi had gone into labor, but he didn’t know what her current situation was. He was afraid that his awakening might be a burden for her.

When Yin Qin hurried over, he was really scared.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, staring at the awakened Ji Baijian. The next second, he burst into tears as if he had lost his father.

Afterward, Ji Baijian asked about Song Zhizhi’s condition, then had Yin Qin buy him a bouquet of flowers. Despite the medical staff’s objections, he insisted on sitting up to wait for Song Zhizhi.

Everyone thought that Ji Baijian might not be able to sit up at that moment, but who knew, he managed to keep his body straight.

Even later, after Song Zhizhi was sent back to her room, he was rushed back to the intensive care unit.

Ji Baijian stayed in the ICU for an entire month before the doctors reluctantly moved him to a regular room, which he shared with Song Zhizhi.

In other words, Song Zhizhi spent her confinement period with Ji Baijian in the hospital.

It wasn’t until two months later when the doctors said they could barely discharge him that they left the hospital and finally returned to the Ji’s Family home.

Regardless.

They finally made it through it all.

They finally survived everything.

Ji Baijian didn’t respond to Yin Qin. He said to Song Zhizhi who was beside him, “Let me hold Lizhi for a while.”

“No.” Song Zhizhi immediately refused.

Ji Baijian was speechless.

After all this time, he had hardly ever held his own son.

He knew that Song Zhizhi was worried about affecting his recovery.

Yin Qin laughed at the side, delighting in their misfortune.

“Suddenly I feel so lucky to be able to freely hold my own son!”

As he said this, Yin Qin lifted up the little tiger.

The little tiger giggled as Yin Qin amused him.

Song Zhizhi rolled her eyes at Yin Qin, saying, “It seems like Xiaolang is returning to the country tomorrow.”

Yin Qin’s heart fluttered.

Anyway, every time the name “Luo Xiaolang” was mentioned, his heart would uncontrollably speed up.

“He’s playing his last global game today. After it’s over, he should be returning to the country tomorrow,” Song Zhizhi said.

“Oh,” Yin Qin replied.

“Did you watch the news? Some people are saying that God Joe will propose at the global tournament,” Song Zhizhi reminded him.

Holding the little tiger, Yin Qin said, “I’m going to take the little tiger to the park.”

Song Zhizhi watched his retreating figure.

She looked at Ji Baijian.

Ji Baijian fondly held Song Zhizhi in his arms, “Don’t mind him.”

Song Zhizhi gave a faint smile.

Well, this is probably what you’d call karma.

Yin Qin took the little tiger to the lawn in the backyard.

The sunlight was nice today.

Yin Qin placed the little tiger, who just learned to walk, on the lawn and let him totter around.

Ji Baili walked up to Yin Qin.

Yin Qin looked at him, “Why did you come out?”

“It’s either lovey-dovey time or a child education session. I, a single man myself, simply don’t fit in.”

Yin Qin felt that Ji Baili was pretty pitiful. He suggested, “Why not give it another shot with Xin Zaozao? She’s really quite a catch. Given Xin Zaozao’s current career development, I reckon your parents wouldn’t object.”

“I would have, if Xin Zaozao would agree.” Ji Baili looked a little sad, “Nevermind, let’s allow fate to play its part when it comes to relationships. But, I did see my sister yesterday.”

Yin Qin pressed his lips together, “How is she?”

“What can I say? She looked utterly lifeless, probably due to the great mental shock. But physically, she’s fine. My dad has arranged things such that her living conditions are tolerable.”

“Hmm.” Yin Qin nodded.

It seemed that he lost interest in anything about Ji Baixin.

“So apparently, Luo Xiaolang truly is together with that Joe person?”

“Yeah.”

“Seems like we’re in the same boat.” Ji Baili patted Yin Qin’s shoulder.

Yin Qin laughed.

They really were comrades in misfortune.

…

That day at the Ji’s Family home, Yin Qin’s family left after dinner.

Song Zhizhi nursed Lizhi to sleep first, went back to their room, and gave Ji Baijian a bath.

All this while, specifically since he had been hospitalized, it had always been her.

She prepared the bathwater and let Ji Baijian lie inside the bathtub.

Ji Baijian just watched her.

He studied her round face, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Ji Baijian said, “Madam.”

“Hmm?” Song Zhizhi was actually still a bit shy.

It was one thing when Ji Baijian was lying sick in bed.

But now, Ji Baijian was a living, bustling person…

“I want…”

“You can forget about it.” Song Zhizhi refused outright.

Ji Baijian watched her.

“You are so thin, I am afraid you will knock me.”

“But you are fat.” Ji Baijian pointed out bluntly.

“Ji Baijian!” Song Zhizhi was upset.

Ji Baijian was beaming.

The two frolicked in the bathroom.

In fact, ever since Ji Baijian woke up, the couple didn’t indulge in too much romantic talk, or sugar-coated words, they were just like before, like an old married couple, living a simple and sweet life.

After a while…

Song Zhizhi finally finished bathing Ji Baijian and let him go to bed first.

Then she turned around to prepare his milk.

Ji Baijian pulled Song Zhizhi back, “From now on, I will only eat things without sugar.”

Song Zhizhi’s face flushed.

Of course, she knew what Ji Baijian meant.

She looked into Ji Baijian’s eyes, his eyes seemed to burn with a spark…

She conceded.

The night was deep.

Ji Baijian fell asleep.

Song Zhizhi suddenly became insomniac.

In fact, for a long time, ever since Ji Baijian had woken up, she would have bouts of insomnia. She was afraid of waking up one day to find Ji Baijian gone, Ji Baijian lying still on the bed, as if everything was just a dream…

She was really really afraid that all of this was not real.

She was scared that one day when she fully woke up, she was in fact dead, had been dead for many many years, and what she was experiencing now was just a fabrication by her remaining consciousness…

She turned over.

Turning over, she saw Ji Baijian’s sharp and clear facial outline in the moonlight.

Because he was too skinny, it made his facial features appear more three-dimensional, but it did not hinder his growing handsomeness during his recovery.

Her fingers brushed along his facial contour.

She rested her cheek near his collarbone…

He was really thin.

“Ji Baijian, I really wish I could give you some of my flesh…”

She felt her heart break.

She missed Ji Baijian’s once amazing muscles, each and every one of them, she could still remember them clearly now.

“Madam.” Ji Baijian suddenly spoke.

Song Zhizhi was startled.

She instinctively tried to pull away from him.

Ji Baijian suddenly held her tight.

Arm’s strength, was much stronger than she thought.

Ji Baijian said, “Madam, don’t worry about me. I will certainly regain my strength!”

“…” Her mind was off somewhere else.

Song Zhizhi nestled into Ji Baijian’s chest.

She didn’t dare to hope for too much, didn’t dare to hope that Ji Baijian would return to his old self, or that they could be together for a long, long time. She now cherished only the present moment, they were both alive, and that’s all that mattered.

Song Zhizhi fell asleep in Ji Baijian’s arms.

She slept peacefully.

Ji Baijian wrapped his arms around her even tighter.

In fact, he was just like Song Zhizhi, often waking up in the middle of the night, always fearful of losing her…

He knew that Song Zhizhi was always in a state of worry, always silently watching him, silently getting close to him when she thought he was deeply asleep.

He kissed her hair.

He whispered into her ear: In this life, I will hold your hand and grow old together with “knowledge”!