In early summer, gusts of cold wind blew into the corridor.

Song Qingyou didn't know how to describe her feelings at that moment.

She originally thought that Xu Qingran could go her separate ways and be happy separately. She had only gone astray for a moment, and she had been taught a lesson so that she would remember it. She had never thought of doing anything to the mother and daughter.

Xu Qingran would actually jump off a building, and before she did, she specifically chose her construction site.

I retaliated against her with a statement.

Song Qingyou couldn't quite understand Xu Qingran's thoughts.

Why would anyone be willing to risk their life to take revenge on someone? To squander one's own life like this, showing no appreciation whatsoever, and playing with one's health.

Song Qingyou rubbed her temples, her body feeling icy cold from the wind, and coughed intermittently, covering her lips.

Suddenly, a warm feeling came from her shoulder; someone had draped a coat over her shoulders, shielding her from the cold wind.

Fu Wenzhou hugged her from behind, still holding the payment slip in his hand, and asked with concern, his brows furrowed, "Why are you standing here?"

Song Qingyou turned around and pulled her coat tighter: "I made a phone call to Song Ning."

"Okay." Fu Wenzhou helped her button up and said, "We need a family member's signature to process the income statement, so it's good that she comes."

After a moment of silence, Song Qingyou said, "I told her that Xu Qingran had been in a car accident, but I didn't tell her about jumping off the building."

Given Song Ning's personality, if the truth is told, there's no guarantee she won't use it as an excuse to expose it to the media, ultimately leading to a lose-lose situation.

The project wasn't just hers alone; it involved the Song family and Jiang Xun. At this crucial moment, she had to ensure everything went perfectly and there couldn't be any mistakes. So, she could only try to stabilize Song Ning for the time being.

We'll tell Song Ning the truth once the news over there has been suppressed.

Upon hearing this, Fu Wenzhou pulled her into his arms and warmed her up with his body heat: "Youyou, sometimes it doesn't have to be perfect. You're not a saint, you can't please everyone, so it's okay to be a little lax sometimes."

"Um."

"Leave it to your husband. I'll have Fu Bei drive to pick you up. Get some rest, and don't think about the rest, okay?"

Song Qingyou stiffened for a moment, then said, "Mm."

Seeing that she agreed, Fu Wenzhou put his arm around her waist and took her downstairs to the hospital, where Fu Bei was already waiting.

Song Qingyou was a beat slower than usual today. After seeing Fu Bei, she belatedly asked, "Didn't I tell you to take the helicopter to pick up Song Ning? Why is she at the hospital?"

Fu Bei glanced at Fu Wenzhou, then said, "Fu Nan went to pick him up. Madam, I'll prioritize taking care of you."

Upon hearing that Fu Nan was going to pick her up, Song Qingyou didn't say anything more, said goodbye to Fu Wenzhou, and got into the car.

Fu Wenzhou said with some concern, "Just stay home and get some sleep. I'll handle things here."

Song Qingyou smiled and said gently, "Okay."

Sitting in the car, watching the vehicles rushing by, Song Qingyou couldn't quite describe her feelings.

In fact, she could handle these things with ease.

She just really didn't want to face Song Ning and Xu Qingran anymore.

Xu Qingran's suicide left her with a sense of helpless sorrow.

Her idea of ​​taking revenge on herself was ridiculous. Even if she died, Song Qingyou's life would not change. At most, the construction project would be suspended for a period of time.

But Song Qingyou also felt sorry for her.

It's pitiful that she thought this would be a way to get revenge on herself, even if it meant sacrificing her own life.

Song Qingyou tapped rhythmically on the car window with her fingertips, beginning to consider what to do next to completely resolve these messes and prevent future troubles.