However, the man’s face turned even colder, as he spat out three words, "Get out."
The tone was evidently laced with chill, and even a hint of murderous intent could be vaguely detected within.
Li Man was immediately frightened. If she didn’t understand Lu Jingchen’s intent at this moment, then she was a fool. Startled by his tone, she involuntarily shrank her neck and didn’t dare to stay any longer. The chill emanating from the man made Li Man feel as if her throat was being strangled, causing her to struggle for breath. She took a careful glance at Lu Jingchen, who was obviously in a bad mood on the hospital bed, and said in a low voice, "Then, Jingchen, you rest well."
Lu Jingchen didn’t pay any attention to her, it was unclear whether he even heard her words. Li Man didn’t understand why Lu Jingchen would act this way and felt horribly upset, but she didn’t dare to stay any longer and immediately wheeled out of the ward.
Before long, the ward was left with only Lu Jingchen alone, and besides the smell of medicine, there was also the scent of perfume left behind by someone unknown.
Images of Song Qiao standing at the door looking dumbfounded flashed through Lu Jingchen’s mind, but they were soon replaced by the sight of her turning and leaving. The irritation inside him surged unbidden, giving rise to a murderous impulse.
In the end, he couldn’t control himself and swept his hand across the table next to him, knocking off the items on it. The ward immediately resounded with the ear-piercing noise of things hitting the floor.
After Song Qiao left, Jian Xia caught up with her at the elevator.
The two stood inside the elevator, surrounded by some doctors, nurses, and patients’ family members, with the air filled with the smell of disinfectant. Song Qiao kept her head down, silent, while Jian Xia, considering the crowd around them, did not ask outright. Both remained silent.
After a long moment, Song Qiao raised her head to look at Jian Xia, her lips moved slightly, and then she asked, "Jian Xia, could you take me back?"
Because she didn’t know how long she would be staying with the driver, and she didn’t know when exactly Lu Jingchen had woken up, Song Qiao had let the servants and the driver go home. Even the bodyguard didn’t stay after Lu Tianming and the others had arrived.
Jian Xia naturally nodded in agreement, making a light-hearted response, "Of course, my car is in the underground parking garage."
Song Qiao nodded and hummed a response, then fell silent again, lowering her head to look at her toes.
Jian Xia saw her fall silent once more and did not speak again. In fact, she’s someone who can’t hide her curiosity, but she forcibly kept back the words she wanted to say.
When the elevator reached the underground first floor, Song Qiao followed Jian Xia and sat in the black Audi parked there. Bo Leshen had been sent away by Jian Xia half an hour ago, so now it was just the two of them in the car. Fınd the newest release on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
It was only when Jian Xia sat in the driver’s seat ready to start the car that Song Qiao, sitting in the passenger seat, looked up at her and asked in a very soft voice, "Jian Xia, have you ever given up on something completely?"
Jian Xia’s hand, ready to turn the car key, paused and she turned her head subconsciously to look at Song Qiao. After thinking for a moment, she answered directly, "It seems I haven’t."
Bo Leshen had once hurt her deeply, yet she had never given up. If she had truly given up on their relationship, she wouldn’t have continued to stay here, but rather would have chosen to study abroad.
Song Qiao withdrew her gaze from Jian Xia and instead looked towards the front of the parking garage. Her view was filled with cars, yet she seemed to be looking through this scene in front of her, saying slowly and distantly, "Actually, I once gave up on family ties. And now, it seems like I’ve given up on my love with Lu Jingchen."
She didn’t avoid the subject and spoke openly and clearly, even though she knew that Jian Xia had a good relationship with Lu Jingchen. Still, she did not hesitate.
Because these words had been suppressed in her heart just a moment ago, she couldn’t find anyone to confide in, and it was unbearably painful.
Jian Xia looked at Song Qiao with a gaze that fluttered with an unknown emotion. After a long while, she cautiously spoke up, "Song Qiao, perhaps there’s some misunderstanding?"
Song Qiao turned to glance at her, "That’s no longer important."
Jian Xia suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Everyone at the villa was aware of Lu Jingchen’s car accident, after all, the incident had made the top news headlines, and it was hard to ignore.
When Song Qiao returned to the villa, she locked herself in her bedroom and didn’t come out. When Chu Munan came to find her, he was accompanied by Mu Shinian. The servant, knowing that Mu Shinian was her cousin, let them in and then went to call Song Qiao downstairs. However, Chu Munan stopped the servant, saying he and Mu Shinian would go up and see.
The servant hesitated at first, but considering Mu Shinian was Song Qiao’s cousin and the two of them would go up together, agreed in the end.
The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, and with no lights on, the room was somewhat dim. In the faint light, one could still hear a weak but steady breathing sound.
Song Qiao, who was half-asleep, heard knocking and the voice of Chu Munan outside the door. She opened her eyes in a daze and stared at the ceiling. It took her a while to realize she wasn’t hallucinating, but actually heard Chu Munan’s voice.