Meeting Chen Shuhe in Country Y was something Song Qingyin had not expected.
Why did Shen Shuhe come to Country Y?
Song Qingyin was deep in thought. She suddenly remembered that Shen Shuhe had resigned from Pei's company and now she met her here again. She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart...
"Sorry, miss, we cannot disclose the customer's information." The gentle voice of the front desk staff brought Song Qingyin back to her senses.
She raised her eyes, her gaze flickered, and then she smiled and said, "Actually, she and I are friends. We met here by chance and wanted to give her a surprise."
Hearing this, the receptionist looked hesitant.
She exchanged glances with her colleague next to her.
Seeing hope, Song Qingyin softened her voice and said, "Please help me, my friend will be surprised to see me!"
The receptionist pursed her lips and said, "Okay, miss, I'll help you take a look."
After that, she searched the three words "Chen Shuhe" on the computer.
...
...
“Miss, Miss Shen Shuhe’s room is at 1725.”
"So you're downstairs from me. Really? You didn't even say hello to me before you came to Country Y." Song Qingyin smiled and pretended to be dissatisfied.
The receptionist bent her lips when she heard this, and said without any defense: "I guess your friend is here to work. Her room is opened in the name of Miss Wen."
"Miss Wen?" Song Qingyin asked back.
"Yes, Miss Wen Yu, don't you know her?" the receptionist asked puzzledly.
Song Qingyin reacted quickly and continued, "Yes, of course I know him. The three of us have been friends for many years."
"Thank you for helping me~"
After saying that, Song Qingyin quickly turned around and left.
When she went out, the driver picked her up and his face darkened after she got in the car.
Miss Wen must be Wen Yu, Shen Shuhe's follower.
The suite was opened in Wen Yu's name, and she just saw a strange face next to Shen Shuhe.
Are the three of them coming to Country Y for tourism?
Song Qingyin thought about it and felt that this matter was not that simple, so she took out her cell phone and made a call.
The call was picked up when the ringing was almost over.
"Xiaoyu..."
"Sister Qingyin!"
Song Qingyin just opened her mouth when she unexpectedly heard Pei Leyao's voice.
She was surprised: "Le Yao, why did you answer the phone? Where's Xiaoyu?"
On the other side, Pei Leyao said anxiously, "Sister Qingyin, Xiaoyu is sick!"
"What?" Song Qingyin was surprised. "Xiaoyu was fine when I left the day before yesterday. How come he is sick?"
"The temperature in Nanlin suddenly dropped yesterday, and Xiaoyu got a fever after being exposed to the wind." Pei Leyao explained, and then called Xiaoyu's name a few more times.
Song Qingyin heard Xiaoyu's weak hum.
She suddenly became nervous: "How is Xiaoyu now? Has he taken his medicine? Are your brother and Miss Shen with him?"
"My brother went on a business trip to Lin City today and is on his way back." Pei Leyao replied after coaxing Xiaoyu twice, then changed the subject and said angrily: "Don't mention that jinx Shen Shuhe! My brother called her and asked her to come back to take care of Xiaoyu, but she said she couldn't come back!"
"Is she lame or blind? Why can't she come back in time? I think she just doesn't want to come back to take care of Xiaoyu!"
Pei Leyao scolded him, but Xiaoyu was still running a fever and was mumbling "Mom" incoherently.
The corners of her eyes could not help but turn red, and she gently patted Xiaoyu: "My poor baby Xiaoyu, he was sick and was ignored by that jinx Shen Shuhe! Is there a mother like her!?"
Song Qingyin thought for a moment, she was thinking that when Shen Shuhe said "can't go back", it should be that there is no way to go back now.
After all, I am in Country Y.
But it seems that Pei Jingmo and Pei Leyao don't know.
"Sister Qingyin, when will you come back? Xiaoyu will definitely be happy to see you!" Pei Leyao suddenly asked.
Song Qingyin's eyes flickered slightly. She saw a row of cars on the roadside through the car window. Her expression was indifferent, but her tone was extremely gentle: "I still have work to finish. The earliest it should be the day after tomorrow."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qingyin suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Pei Jingmo didn't call her tonight...
He called Shen Shuhe and asked her to go back to the mansion to take care of Xiaoyu, but he did not tell her that Xiaoyu was sick.
Could it be that he didn't call her because he knew she was abroad?
Song Qingyin thought so, but still felt that it didn't make sense.
Even if they didn't call, Pei Jingmo would often send her messages to keep in touch with her about Xiaoyu's situation, but today...
Song Qingyin opened WeChat to confirm that she had not received any message from Pei Jingmo from noon till now.
What's wrong with him?
Song Qingyin frowned in thought, and Pei Leyao on the opposite side spoke at this time: "Then Sister Qingyin, you go ahead and do your work. I will take good care of Xiaoyu. We will wait for you to come back!"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
After the two people ended their call, Song Qingyin held the phone and looked out the window in silence.
After a while, the car door opened again, accompanied by an apology.
"Sorry, Qingyin, I kept you waiting." The man got into the car and closed the door, saying with a wry smile, "It's all my fault that I can't get used to the food here, and I got a stomachache at this hour."
Song Qingyin came back to her senses when she heard the voice. The moment she turned her head, her expression had returned to normal. She smiled at the person who came and said, "It's okay, Sister Fan. There's still time."
This person is Song Qingyin's agent, Geng Fan.
Geng Fan fastened his seat belt, smiled at her, and said to the driver, "Let's go, Master."
"OK."
The driver started the engine and the car merged into the busy street in the dark.
Song Qingyin supported her chin and looked at the street lights passing by thoughtfully.
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At the same time, Nanlin.
Not long after Pei Leyao hung up the phone, the sound of a car was heard in the yard.
Her expression lit up with joy, knowing that her brother had returned.
Fortunately, the distance was close, and after receiving a call from Aunt Li, her brother postponed a meeting and rushed back.
A few minutes later, Pei Jingmo pushed open the door, exhausted.
Unbuttoning his clothes with one hand, he walked to the bed, took off his coat and casually threw it on the sofa.
"How is Xiaoyu?" he asked.
Fortunately, today is the weekend and Pei Leyao has no classes scheduled, so she can rush over in time to help him take care of Xiaoyu.
Pei Jingmo said this as he sat down beside the bed, his palm resting on Xiaoyu's forehead.
"I've given him medicine, but the fever hasn't subsided yet..." Pei Leyao replied in a low voice. She felt distressed when she saw Xiaoyu's uncomfortable look.
"Brother, it's a good thing you're back, otherwise I really don't know what to do!"
Although Pei Leyao often accompanied Song Qingyin to take care of Xiaoyu, she had no experience in taking care of a sick child.
"It's all because Chen Shuhe didn't return to the mansion, and you had to rush back from there!" Pei Leyao said angrily: "If she has the guts, she should never come back!"
"Le Yao!" Pei Jingmo called her name in a deep voice.
He looked up at me, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.
Pei Leyao could tell at a glance that her brother was in a bad mood, so she stopped trying to provoke him.
She covered her mouth and sat carefully on the other side, watching him take Xiaoyu's temperature and tuck in the quilt.
After a moment, Pei Leyao suddenly remembered, "Brother, didn't you tell Sister Qingyin that Xiaoyu was sick?"
She just called Sister Qingyin, and she didn't even know that Xiaoyu was sick.
Logically speaking, if anything happened to Xiaoyu, her brother would tell Sister Qingyin.
Pei Leyao originally wanted to mention Song Qingyin to ease her brother's mood.
But unexpectedly, after she said this, she saw with her own eyes that her brother's face became even colder.
Pei Leyao was surprised. What was going on?
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