Song Jihuai lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in them, and waved to Secretary Wu, "You go out first."
His fingers tapped on the desk intermittently, his eyes darkened slightly, and his mind was full of thoughts. What did the little girl mean by this?
He understands.
The little girl would never ask Butler Xia such a question out of simple curiosity.
She is a very sensible person.
Soon, Song Jihuai was the only one left in the office.
Thinking about what happened twenty years ago...
His face grew gloomier.
He was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice the passage of time. After some time, Song Jihuai's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and immediately picked up the call.
Be good.
The caller ID showed Su Wanyu. He immediately picked up the phone and said softly, "Be good."
Soon, Su Wanyu's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Husband, husband, it's bad, something happened!"
Something happened?!
Song Jihuai stood up immediately, his voice filled with a sense of security.
"What's wrong? Be good and speak slowly."
As he spoke, he walked towards the office door.
"Car accident, there was a car accident."
Su Wanyu's voice was trembling, "Husband, Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi was in a car accident, I, I have a stomachache."
When Song Jihuai heard the word "car accident", his face turned pale. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
But then I heard the words "stomachache" again.
Song Jihuai regained consciousness in an instant, and forcefully suppressed all the complicated thoughts in his mind. He said in a steady voice, "I'll be there right now. Did you call 120? Don't be afraid, I'll be there soon."
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