Chapter 61 Lying beside her bed

In his eyes, this girl is persistent and tenacious, a little introverted but extremely serious.

Upon hearing this, Qu You subconsciously tensed up his body, lowered his head, and his eyes became evasive.

"Thank you, Teacher Song."

Lu Tingzhou was here and she couldn't help much, so she just went back and took a nap.

In the corridor, Song Ze suddenly called her.

"Qu You."

The girl paused, her back stiffening.

Song Ze put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, leaned forward slightly, and moved closer.

"I'm not going to eat you, so why do you always stay away from me like a mouse seeing a cat?"

His voice was lazily slurred and hit Qu You's ears without any warning.

Qu You's heart skipped a beat.

She suddenly raised her head and for the first time, looked into her mentor's eyes so clearly and boldly.

Those were a pair of beautiful eyes, calm and wise.

She stared at him for a few seconds, then hurriedly came to her senses.

Then, he forced a stiff laugh.

"You are my teacher. I should respect you."

After saying that, she turned around as if escaping and walked out of the ward quickly.

Leaning against the cold wall of the corridor, Qu You dared to take a deep breath.

She cursed herself in her heart.

Qu You, Qu You, you are such a coward.

I don’t even dare to say “I like you”.

…

The next morning.

A ray of golden sunlight shone through the gaps in the blinds and playfully fell on every corner of the ward.

Sang Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

I slowly woke up, and what I saw was a pure white ceiling. I felt a slight pain on the back of my left hand.

The events before I fell asleep, scenes came into my mind like a tide.

She slowly rolled her eyes and raised her hand, but touched a warm obstacle in mid-air.

Under the palm of my hand is soft hair, which feels a little prickly.

Sang Wan turned her head and lowered her eyes.

Lu Tingzhou lay beside her bed, resting his head on his arm, sleeping soundly.

The sunlight fell on his angular profile, giving him a gentle halo.

His sharp jawline was covered with a thick layer of stubble, and the dark circles under his eyes showed that he had not slept for a long time.

If it were in the past, Sang Wan might have felt distressed.

But now, she only felt irony.

She withdrew her hand gently, but still woke up the lightly sleeping man.

Lu Tingzhou suddenly raised his head and met her cold eyes. His heart, which had been hanging for two days and two nights, finally settled down.

Sang Wan's reaction was an expected result.

"Are you awake?"

His voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper, full of fatigue and caution.

"Does your head still hurt?"

He wanted to touch her forehead, but Sang Wan turned her head away.

Lu Tingzhou's hand froze in mid-air.

Sang Wan looked at him, tears falling without warning.

It's not grievance, it's not heartache.

It's hate.

It is the hatred that cannot be expressed, and the full sense of powerlessness.

She raised her other hand and wiped the tears from her face, her voice as cold as ice.

"Get out, I don't want to see you."

Lu Tingzhou didn't want to provoke her, he knew she was emotionally unstable.

"Wanwan..."

"Get out." Sang Wan raised her voice, grabbed the pillow at the head of the bed, and threw it at him with all her might, "Lu Tingzhou, don't force me."

The pillow fell softly on Lu Tingzhou, causing no pain or itchiness.

But his heart seemed to be shattered by this blow.

He stood up slowly, his tall figure looking somewhat disheveled in the morning light.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

He looked at her with heartache, turned around, and left the ward reluctantly.

In the afternoon, Sang Wan completed the discharge procedures and returned directly to the film and television city.

Bai Wei and Su Mo tried to persuade her, but she seemed to be unable to hear anything.

As she was on her way to the film and television city, her cell phone rang.

It’s Lu Tingzhou.

Sang Wan decisively hung up, blocked the call, and stared at the slowly receding scenery outside the window with a calm expression.

A minute later, a call came from an unfamiliar number.

She picked up the phone, but before she could say anything, a man's urgent and humble voice came from the other end of the line.

"Wanwan, let's talk."

Sang Wan curled her lips and said, "Mr. Lu, I think there is nothing more to talk about between us."

Sang Wan's voice was calm without a trace of emotion.

"From now on, don't bother me anymore, and don't see me again."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I would do."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Outside the car window, Lu Tingzhou was standing on the side of the road.

He watched Sang Wan's car drive away, as if taking away all the light in his world.

Once again, he realized it clearly.

He lost his little fox again.

There was only a cold "beep" sound in the phone receiver.

a long time.

He slowly came back to his senses and wiped his face with his hand.

When he looked up again, those deep eyes were replaced by gloom and sharpness.

He handed the phone to the bodyguard beside him and said in a low voice, "The four of you, follow us to the film and television city. You will be responsible for protecting Sang Wan's safety for 24 hours."

He paused, and his tone became even colder.

"Especially the people from the Lu family and the Song Xinran sisters. Don't give them any chance to get close to Sang Wan."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

The bodyguard respectfully accepted the order and left.

Lu Tingzhou opened the car door and got in.

The atmosphere in the carriage was suffocating.

Lin Hao carefully looked at his boss's expression in the rearview mirror.

There was almost no color on that cold face, only a gloomy and murderous look.

He didn't dare speak, even breathing lightly. His experience with Lu Tingzhou over the past few years had taught him to lower his presence.

The car sped all the way, and after it stopped at Jingyuan, a man's low and hoarse voice sounded in the back seat.

"Re-investigate the car accident I was in in Jing City three years ago."

His voice was not loud, but it hit Lin Hao's heart hard.

"I'll transfer all the information to your email. At the same time, check any contact between the first wife and Song Xinran."

Lin Hao's heart trembled. He knew a little about the car accident. It was a thorn in Mr. Lu's heart that he never let anyone touch.

Even Song Xinran seemed to realize that the incident was Mr. Lu's weak spot and would not mention it easily.

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Lu Tingzhou leaned back in his chair, his slender fingers unconsciously stroking his cufflinks, his eyes filled with a bottomless darkness.

"Also, how is Sang's situation going?"

Here it comes.

Lin Hao's heart skipped a beat.

He wanted to report this issue two days ago, but seeing the tense atmosphere between Sang Wan and the boss, he swallowed his words back.

I didn't expect the boss to suddenly bring it up at this time, and I was bound to get angry again.

He cleared his throat and reported as slowly as possible.

"Forty percent of the Sang Group's shares are currently under Miss Sang's name."

"Her grandfather transferred the property to her on her twenty-second birthday."

The 22nd birthday, isn’t that the eve of Sang Wan’s graduation from university?

"but……"

Lin Hao paused, his tone carrying a hint of indignation, which made Lu Tingzhou frown.

"Ms. Sang seems to be unaware of this and has never taken a single cent of dividends from Sang's account."

Lu Tingzhou's hand, which was holding the cufflinks, suddenly stopped.

The air pressure in the car dropped to freezing point in an instant.

He slowly gritted his teeth and said, "Xu, Shi, Ming."

These three words were squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with strong hatred.

What a good father he is! He actually deceived Sang Wan for so many years.

Thinking of her experiences in the past few years, Lu Tingzhou's heart spasmed.

"Mr. Lu, what do you mean?"

"Acquisition."

Lu Tingzhou's voice was as cold as ice.

"Regardless of the cost, buy another 11% of Sang's shares."

Lin Hao took a breath.

Forty percent, plus eleven percent.

This is to completely control the lifeblood of the Sang family in Miss Sang's hands and not give Xu Shiming any chance to turn things around.

"clear."

…

Days go by one by one.

Sang Wan was like a wound-up machine, pouring all her energy into the filming.

She was fully committed to her scenes, and her lines and emotions were so accurate that the director praised her repeatedly.

She wouldn't leave even if there was no role for her.

She was sitting alone in the corner, holding a notebook, quietly, either memorizing her lines or drawing her designs.

The teacher called her and said that the idea was very good and the overall design was very soulful, but she needed to optimize the details so that it had both the charm of cheongsam and the comfort required by modern people.

The sunlight shone on her through the window lattice, and her small face, the size of a palm, looked even paler and more transparent, and her whole body was shrouded in a layer of detached indifference.

Su Mo and Qi Qi saw it and were worried.

But no one dared to persuade him.

They all knew that being busy was her only anesthetic at the moment.

Xiao Yan knew about Sang Wan's situation from Lu Tingzhou's entrustment. Seeing Sang Wan wrapping herself up, he was worried that something might happen to her.

So whenever there was no scene between the two of them, I would shamelessly chat with her.

There was no night scene in the evening, so I forced her to go to the film and television city and eat snacks.

Su Mo and Qi Qi would be rejected by her, but Sang Wan still had to give Xiao Yan some face.

Seeing that Sang Wan's face was smiling day by day under Xiao Yan's coercion, the two of them felt a little relieved.

…

Weekend, Lu family old house.

Song Xinran brought Kaikai, who had just recovered from a serious illness, to visit Lu Qishan, the old man of the Lu family.

The living room is filled with antique charm and the scent of sandalwood.

Lu Qishan looked at Kaikai with a rare warmth on his face.

"Kaikai, you can live with grandpa from now on, okay?"

When Song Xinran heard this, she was delighted, but pretended to be frightened on her face.

"Uncle Lu, this won't work. It will cause too much trouble for you and Tingzhou."

"What's the trouble?" Lu Qishan glared at her. "Kaikai is my adopted grandson. It's only natural for him to live in my own home!"

As he was speaking, Lu Tingzhou walked in from outside.