16 Luck

◎Sister Qinggui, have you met a good man yet?◎

Song Qinggui sat half-upright on the hospital bed, watching Xue Lu peel an apple.

She felt that he had suddenly become distant these past few days, after he told her that Yan Fengqian had come to see her.

She vaguely heard the word "jealousy" from Xue Lu's mouth, but she quickly dismissed the thought, concluding that it was just a momentary hallucination.

She had seen how these rich young men supposedly felt jealous.

In the second year of her relationship with Yan Fengqian, his mistress found her at Lancheng University. The two girls publicly attacked each other over a man, and no matter how much they tried to control their emotions, it was still an embarrassing situation.

After getting rid of the "other woman," Song Qinggui was in a bad mood. To cheer her up, her roommate took her to the ballroom dance club to dance and relieve her stress.

When Yan Fengqian came to the dance studio to find her, he happened to see her dancing with a boy.

Yan Fengqian went berserk, dragging her out of the classroom and trying to kiss her forcibly. She struggled, and Yan Fengqian punched her in the wall next to her head, leaving his hand covered in blood.

"Song Qinggui, if you dare to betray me, I will not let you go."

This is the value system of men with some wealth: "I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me."

The jealousy of rich young men is violent, insane, and irrational.

But Xue Lu remained remarkably calm. How could he possibly be jealous?

Moreover… what is there about Yan Fengqian that Xue Lu could be jealous of? Family background, ability, appearance, moral character… Yan Fengqian has nothing that can compare to Xue Lu.

Thinking of this, Song Qinggui was startled to feel a sense of loneliness rising in her heart. She tried her best to comfort herself and remind herself not to covet things that did not belong to her, nor to belittle herself because of such covetousness.

But she couldn't help staring blankly at the ranunculus in the vase, its vibrant color faded. The air in the ward smelled of disinfectant, which the ranunculus probably didn't like; its blooming period was much shorter, and after only five days, each flower had drooped.

Song Qinggui felt that he was very similar to this withered bouquet of flowers.

Actually, someone like Yan Fengqian is a perfect match for her; a scumbag is a perfect match for a scoundrel. But unfortunately, Yan doesn't cherish her.

As for Lawyer Xue... he... is fine.

It would be best if... he were far away from the world she lived in.

After Xue Lu finished peeling the apple, he noticed that Song Qinggui was staring blankly at the flowers that Yan Fengqian had given him.

A nameless anger surged within him again.

He'd been sulking for the past two days. How could he say something like "I'm jealous"? He was jealous of Yan Fengqian?! That's ridiculous! What could Yan Fengqian possibly have that he could compare to?! But seeing Song Qinggui staring so intently at the peonies made him really angry.

"Swish!" He plunged the fruit knife into the peeled apple.

Song Qinggui snapped out of his daze upon hearing the voice: "Did this apple just ambush you? Why did you treat it like that?"

"I don't like peeling apples."

Xue Lu said, but there was another part he was keeping to himself—"If it weren't for you."

Song Qinggui glanced down at the trash can; not a single apple peel inside was longer than three centimeters, and their thickness was comparable to that of a Dubai peel.

"Then eat what you want. The nanny can't be with you 24/7. Just treat it as an experience," Song Qinggui bluntly advised Xue Lu.

Xue Lu was greatly shocked: "What do you mean I want to eat? I'm going to give it to you."

"Who said we were going to eat apples?" Song Qinggui was speechless. "I hate apples the most. They're the most boring fruit."

"Heh..." Xue Lu laughed, his cheeks twitching. Good, good, good, his good intentions were wasted.

Just then, Xue Lu's WeChat notifications kept ringing. His hands were sticky with apple juice, so he carefully unlocked the screen with the pad of his ring finger. When the screen lit up, he saw that it was a voice message from Su Yalin.

Xue Lu sat on the edge of the bed, his phone on the bed, very close to Song Qinggui, so she could see the words on the screen clearly.

Xue Lu quickly realized his embarrassment.

His own father had arranged a marriage between him and Su Yalin, a topic of gossip in their circle for many years.

Because of Song Qinggui's romantic history, those idle people who had nothing better to do said many unpleasant things to her. The Xue family's branches were no pushovers either, so Song Qinggui already knew the name Su Yalin.

A fleeting thought crossed Xue Lu's mind: should he pretend it was private, take out his phone, and call Su Yalin back, making Song Qinggui jealous?

But when he looked up and saw Song Qinggui's completely calm expression, he deflated. Song Qinggui was born with a heart of stone; it would be strange if he were jealous.

He stared at his phone screen, his mind racing. Song Qinggui noticed the string of red dots on the WeChat screen and couldn't help but remind him, "Why don't you call Miss Su back? It can't be anything urgent."

Xue Lu felt a lump in his throat. You see, he knew it.

With a dark expression, he took a wet wipe and wiped his hands, then opened the voice message in front of Song Qinggui.

"Little Fourteen," Su Yalin's voice came from the phone, "Uncle Xue contacted me a few days ago, asking me to draft a prenuptial agreement between you and Song Qinggui. I just wanted to let you know that Uncle Xue has been very good to our family. Without him, the Su family wouldn't be where we are today, and I wouldn't be able to live comfortably. So, I can't possibly argue with him. But as your sister of many years, all I can do is stay out of this. And don't worry, the lawyer I found is an expert in prenuptial agreements. He's absolutely capable of handling this perfectly, satisfying both Uncle Xue and Miss Song."

Xue Lu felt a little gloomy. His original intention had not changed. He had never thought of signing any kind of bullshit property agreement with Song Qinggui.

Yes, he harbored resentment towards her, but he, Xue Lu, had plenty of upright and honorable means to "avenge his grievances," and there was no need to resort to such despicable tactics as scheming over property with his wife.

Lawyer Xue looked at Song Qinggui, about to speak, but she seemed to have anticipated what he was going to say and spoke first: "Lawyer Xue, as I said, signing this agreement will put my mind at ease."

Xue Lu sighed helplessly, "Why are you so stubborn?"

Song Qinggui smiled and said, "I'm also curious about how much money I'll get if we get divorced. When I was a child, I had my fortune told, and they said I was destined to have a windfall."

Su Yalin's voice message came again.

"You should also advise Miss Song to think more positively about everything and not be so greedy for money. You are a model citizen now, but your family has some fine traditions of romance and pleasure. If you inherit the family tradition in the future, Miss Song will have some security."

Xue Lu was grinding his teeth so hard they were about to break, but Song Qinggui kept nodding and saying, "Miss Su makes a lot of sense."

Xue Lu retorted fiercely to Su Yalin, "Su Yalin, do you want to die?! You better watch your words!"

Seeing Xue Lu like this, Song Qinggui was stunned for a moment. She had never seen Xue Lu like this before.

She had known Xue Lu for ten years, and his demeanor was always impeccable. Even when he humiliated her by calling her a "plaything," his posture still exuded nobility.

"Do you want to die?!" "Watch your words!"

Such emotional and childish behavior only occurs in front of the closest people.

Without her, Xue Lu and Su Yalin might very well have been a couple.

Song Qinggui's gaze was distant, and a self-deprecating smile played on his lips. Xue Lu looked at him and found it puzzling.

"why are you laughing?"

Song Qinggui smiled and shook his head.

Su Yalin's last voice message came through.

"You and Miss Song can arrange a time, and I will bring that lawyer to the Xue family so you can meet and discuss the details of the property agreement."

Before Xue Lu could say anything, Song Qinggui said, "Today is Tuesday. Director Ding just said I can be discharged tomorrow. I'll handle some work in the medical affairs department on Thursday and Friday. The group has meetings on Monday and Tuesday, so you'll definitely be very busy. How about next Wednesday to meet with the lawyer Miss Su mentioned?"

Song Qinggui's expression was resolute and left no room for argument. Xue Lu had no choice but to nod.

The day Song Qinggui was discharged from the hospital was a grand affair. The medical staff of the internal medicine department lined the road to see him off, and several young people from the medical affairs department carried flower and fruit baskets to welcome Song Qinggui outside the internal medicine ward.

Xue Lu followed behind Song Qinggui, pulling two suitcases containing some of Song Qinggui's daily necessities during his hospitalization.

Xiaoqian saw Xue Lu from afar and whispered to her colleague, "Why is the CEO carrying such a big bag and small trolley when he's being discharged from the hospital? Shouldn't he have an assistant to help him? Why is he standing there with his hands in his pockets? He looks so shabby."

My colleague said, "What do you know? This is called cooking for love."

Xiaoqian nodded: "That's right. Putting aside everything else, it's no wonder that CEOs are infatuated with our sister Qinggui's face. I have her phone here, the one she uses for live streaming. You don't know, her account has been flooded with messages from young men these past few days, all biting their T-shirts, showing off their abs and V-lines, and they all send the exact same messages."

"What did you say?"

"Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore." Xiaoqian sighed, "I only ended up in the cyber brothel because of you."

"Keep your voice down, sis and the CEO are out."

When reminded by a colleague, Xiaoqian fell silent.

...

After being discharged from the hospital, Song Qinggui rested at home for a day and then went to the medical affairs department the next day.

"What's the situation with that couple now?" Song Qinggui asked.

Xiaoqian: "The person who assaulted the victim has been criminally detained and will definitely go to jail. The young man who forged the forensic report has also been arrested. As for the couple, they are not well-educated and were scared when they realized they had broken the law. They begged the police, saying that they had two daughters to take care of and wanted to settle with the hospital."

What did the police say?

"The police said the couple didn't lay a hand on the victim or participate in falsifying the report. The matter could be serious or minor; if the hospital agrees to a settlement, they can just impose a fine. But Mr. Xue refused," Xiaoqian said. "He insists on suing the couple."

Song Qinggui tapped her index finger on the table. This medical dispute was indeed excessive. If they weren't careful, Jingtian would be embroiled in controversy over the mix-up of babies or medical malpractice leading to the death of an infant. It would take her a year or two to recover from the damage to her reputation. She understood Xue Lu's anger.

But if Jingtian lets them go, it will be a great opportunity to advertise for the hospital.

“Call the police later,” Song Qinggui quickly decided. “Just say the hospital agrees to a settlement, but they need to issue a public apology.”

"Huh?" Xiaoqian was a little surprised, but didn't say anything: "Oh."

"And another thing," Song Qinggui said, "Is my phone still with you?"

"Okay." Xiaoqian handed the phone to Song Qinggui.

Song Qinggui opened the video platform, and Huang Huang's private messages flooded his eyes.

Song Qinggui sighed, opened the settings, and deleted his account.

"Ah!" Xiaoqian cried out in pain from the side.

Song Qinggui was startled: "What are you yelling about?"

Xiaoqian's eyes were filled with reluctance: "Sister, you should at least... at least leave a few younger brothers for me who is still hungry and needing to be fed..."

Song Qinggui sighed helplessly: "What good can these exhibitionists be?"

"There aren't many good men anyway," Xiaoqian muttered softly.

Suddenly, Xue Lu's face appeared in Song Qinggui's mind.

Xue Lu... is really a good person.

Even if he once disliked her and even used petty tricks to humiliate her, he would do this precisely because he is a good person.

And honestly, he treated her very well.

Sometimes she would even have delusional thoughts, wishing that this marriage wasn't just a transaction...

"Sister?" Xiaoqian called out to Song Qinggui when she noticed that Song Qinggui was lost in thought.

Song Qinggui's pupils refocused, and he smiled at Xiaoqian: "There are good men out there, it just depends on whether you're lucky enough to meet one."

Xiaoqian's gossip radar went off like crazy: "Did you run into Sister Qinggui?"

Song Qinggui knew what she meant, stood up, and said cheerfully, "We met."

Xiaoqian revealed the satisfied smile unique to CP fans. Tsk tsk tsk, the domineering CEO really is a little darling.

"I'm going to take a look around the wards."

As Song Qinggui walked out of the office, the smile on his face faded.

I encountered it.

But ultimately, you'll miss it.

Xue Lu deserves a pure love, a woman who has his heart and soul completely devoted to him. After Xingxing receives her kidney transplant, she will say goodbye to him properly.

Her first two relationships began and ended in a utilitarian and absurd manner. Her relationship with Xue Lu started in the same way, but she wanted to end it with some dignity.