Song Qiao was taken aback, her gaze landing on the man’s handsome face that bore a hint of fatigue. For some reason, an unusual feeling surfaced in her heart.
It seemed this man had indeed been waiting here for a long time, with several cigarette butts already fallen at his feet. Clearly, he could have gone in to find Ning Wan, but he didn’t. Instead, he chose to wait outside. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novｅlfire.net
The words Ning Wan had said echoed in her mind, as if she was whispering them into her ear all over again, making her mood suddenly turn a bit peculiar.
Song Qiao composed her facial expression, then walked up to the man in her high heels, looking up at his handsome face and spoke, "Xi Mohan, Wanwan doesn’t want to be with you. Keeping her by your side , even if you’ve come to like or even love her now, will only backfire if she truly doesn’t want to be with you."
Upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, Xi Mohan’s expression stiffened, then turned indifferent again, maintaining his impervious demeanor as he sneered and lightly said, "Are you suggesting that I should just let her go then?"
Song Qiao froze, remaining silent, evidently agreeing with that notion.
Xi Mohan’s expression darkened slightly, a cold sneer emerged in his eyes as he spoke unhurriedly, "Given her current capabilities, she can’t survive in An City on her own. The Ning Family couldn’t accommodate her long ago. Do you think she could thrive in An City once she’s shed my protection?"
Song Qiao’s expression changed upon hearing his words, her hand clutching her purse involuntarily tightened, but she couldn’t deny that Xi Mohan was correct.
Although the Ning Family couldn’t do as they pleased in An City, it was still very easy for them to harm Ning Wan. Moreover, Xi Mohan had already called off his engagement with Ning Yan’er because of Ning Wan.
On her way to work this morning, she glanced at the news and naturally saw the Ning Family’s stocks falling. She also saw Ning Yan’er’s father on the news, his face filled with utmost disgrace.
Song Qiao was not very familiar with Ning Yan’er’s father, but she had met him once. The man had personally sought out Ning Wan, demanding with an aggressive attitude that Ning Wan leave Xi Mohan and telling Ning Wan not to daydream about reaching above her station to match with Xi Mohan, insisting that only his daughter was worthy of a man like Xi Mohan.
At that time, Song Qiao couldn’t stand the sight of that uncle, almost reaching for a soy sauce bottle to smash over his head.
Xi Mohan had not said everything he wanted to. His jaw was tight, but he continued in a very calm tone, "Song Qiao, you should know better than she does that if the Ning Family were to take action, it’s possible that she could end up in trouble one day, and nobody would even know."
Song Qiao suddenly looked up at him, her understanding dawning instantly as anger spread uncontrollably, her tone harsh. "Did you deliberately call off your engagement with Ning Yan’er at this time?"
Xi Mohan’s eyes were half-closed, a layer of indifferent coldness stretched across his face as he spoke softly, "If that’s what you think, that’s your own business."
After saying this, he walked towards the ward. When he passed by Song Qiao, he paused momentarily and then spoke in a low voice, "Jingchen is injured, and it’s not minor. If you’re not busy, spend more time with him. He likes his woman to stay by his side. I’ll arrange for Ning Wan’s discharge in a few days, you won’t need to come over so often."
After speaking, he didn’t wait for Song Qiao to reply and headed straight to the door of the ward and entered.
Song Qiao abruptly turned to look at the closed door, a coldness in her eyes. She stood at the entrance for a long while, then decisively turned and left in her high heels.
In the ward, Ning Wan was holding a cup of water. As the man entered, she immediately set down the cup and said coldly, "Xi Mohan, don’t you have anything to do? Can you stop coming to my ward all the time?"
This man nearly hovered around her twenty-four hours a day. Just looking at him once was annoying; damn it, she saw him before sleeping, and he was still there when she woke up—it was almost to the point she’d see him in her dreams as well.
Ning Wan was extremely vexed and also very uncomfortable, not understanding what this man really wanted to do. Was he staying by her side because he had fallen in love with her?