Old Zhang was momentarily speechless and instantly understood the reason Mr. Song had to marry that girl.
It turned out that all of this was really destined.
Old Zhang said no more and focused on driving.
The person Song Yansheng was to meet tonight was Chu Jingyun, but the one who had called him three times in a row earlier was not her.
Chu Jingyun had a friend named Chen Xin, whom Song Yansheng wasn’t very familiar with, having only met her once.
It was said she was a professional model.
During dinner, after receiving two calls from Chen Xin, Song Yansheng was actually quite annoyed. He didn’t want an outsider to ruin his warm dinner time with Shi Nuan.
Later, when the third call came in,
he thought that if he didn’t answer, a fourth or fifth one might follow.
He answered the call, and Chen Xin cautiously introduced herself, but he didn’t care to listen and directly asked her what it was about.
Chen Xin, not daring to upset him, could only say, "It’s , Mr. Song... Sister Jing Yun, she... had a car accident!"
Song Yansheng had a natural sensitivity to car accidents; he had been in one himself before, narrowly escaping death. Over three years ago, Shi Nuan also had a car accident, teetering on the edge of life...
Chen Xin said that Chu Jingyun had injured her leg and sprained her foot. She’s hospitalized and hadn’t planned to tell him, but it was her who secretly made this call to him.
No matter if this call was intentional or not, it was a car accident, after all. Having known her for many years, even as a friend, he should go and see her.
When Song Yansheng arrived at the hospital, Chen Xin was already waiting at the entrance to greet him.
Today, Chen Xin wore a light green wrap dress, showcasing her curvy figure without reservation.
Her makeup was so exquisite it looked almost fake. She smiled seductively as she approached, calling out, "Mr. Song..."
Song Yansheng ignored her and just asked indifferently, "Where is she?"
Seeing the man’s slightly cold expression, Chen Xin didn’t dare to act rashly and quickly led the man to the hospital room door.
Pointing at the door, she said, "It’s right here..."
"Thank you," said Song Yansheng before pushing the door open. As Chen Xin planned to follow him in, an arm blocked her way.
Turning her head, it was Old Zhang.
"Our Mr. Song needs to speak privately with Miss Chu. It’s better for Miss Chen not to go in for now."
Chen Xin gave Old Zhang an awkward smile and didn’t proceed any further.
In the hospital room, Song Yansheng stepped up to the bedside, and the gentle and elegant woman on the bed had her eyes glued to him the moment he appeared.
Until he walked up to her, at such a close distance.
The chair by the bed was pulled out, and the man sat down, meeting her gaze.
The woman’s delicate features were charming, but her eyes were red, showing she had cried. The flow of her eyes made her look even more bewitching and pitiable!
She gave Song Yansheng a soft smile as beautiful as always and said, "You came!"
Song Yansheng softly acknowledged, "Mm," his peripheral vision catching the box of untouched food by the bed. He furrowed his brow, "Why aren’t you eating?"
"I can’t eat much, it’s okay... no need to worry!"
"Your foot’s injured?"
Song Yansheng didn’t dwell on it but glanced at her bandaged foot, asking her.
"Mm, it got crushed and sprained, but it’s okay... Besides, compared to the wounds in my heart, these external injuries are nothing."
Chu Jingyun’s voice remained calm. She said, "This afternoon, Aunt called me. She told me she was sorry. She said you’re getting married soon, about to marry a woman she can’t even say ’no’ to..."
Chu Jingyun turned her eyes to him, tears instantly welling up. She said, "A Yu, I thought I could eventually wait for you."