Ah Xiang suffered a minor injury on the back of her head. After being hospitalized for a few days for observation, she was sent home as there was no problem.
Song Yan also came on the day of discharge from the hospital.
Ah Xiang was flattered: "Master, Miss Song, I can go back alone, why would I bother you two to come and pick me up?"
Song Yan glanced at Song Qingyu.
It has been several days since our last meeting.
These days, he has been too embarrassed to see Song Qingyu.
Qiao Lanxin refused to admit that she was the one who hired the person.
He found no evidence either.
This matter can only be left unresolved.
He was too embarrassed to see Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu's reaction was very calm, as if she was not affected by the incident at all.
"You were injured and hospitalized because of me, so of course I have to come to pick you up. Let's go." Song Qingyu took the initiative to help A Xiang carry the luggage.
Ah Xiang was very touched.
Song Qingyu was a rare and considerate employer for her.
"Miss Song, I'll get it myself."
"You have just recovered and can be discharged from the hospital. Leave these small matters to me." Song Qingyu stopped talking nonsense and was about to leave with Ah Xiang's luggage.
When Song Yan saw this, he frowned.
From the moment she came in until now, Song Qingyu hadn't even looked at him.
Sister Qingyu...it turns out that she already hates him.
“Master…Master…”
Ah Xiang's low voice finally pulled Song Yan out of his emotions, "Why don't you go chase Miss Song?"
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what Ah Xiang was hinting at after a while. He hurriedly chased after her.
Song Qingyu has already reached the elevator entrance.
"Sister Qingyu..." Song Yan said.
But also a little scared.
Song Qingyu seemed not to hear what he said at all, and was just staring intently at the elevator in front of her.
"Um... I have an invitation here. It's for a birthday party... You've been staying at home a lot lately and it must be quite boring. How about coming to the birthday party? Just treat it as a way to relax?"
The invitation to his birthday party was given by Qiao Lanxin.
He didn't want it in the first place.
But Qiao Lanxin said that as long as he went, she would never target Song Qingyu again.
If she breaks her oath, she will pack up and return home.
Song Yan saw that she spoke sincerely.
Although he didn't know how much truth there was in this, since Qiao Lanxin had said so, if she dared to offend Song Qingyu again next time, he, as her son, would have a reason to send her back to China.
"No need. Someone invited me to his birthday party a few days ago." Song Qingyu refused decisively.
Song Yan: "What a coincidence? When?"
Song Qingyu took out her phone and took a look: "Next Tuesday."
"The date on my invitation seems to be next Tuesday as well," Song Yan said. "Could it be the same person's birthday party?"
Song Qingyu felt that this possibility was quite high.
After all, the Chinese community is so small.
"Here I am, there's a child's birthday party," she offered.
Song Yan's eyes lit up: "I'm also having a child's birthday party here."
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.
He now felt somewhat fortunate that he had agreed to keep the appointment with Qiao Lanxin.
"It should be the same child." Song Qingyu said in a light tone.
She didn't want such coincidences.
She originally thought that the people attending Lu Wentao's birthday party must be Chinese.
See if I can take this opportunity to pass on a message to Gu Hanxing.
If Song Yan also went, she would not have this opportunity.
"Then let's go together then." Song Yan made an invitation.
Song Qingyu: "...Yeah."
Half an hour later, A Xiang finally appeared, and Song Qingyu turned around and talked to A Xiang.
Song Yan couldn't find a chance to interrupt.
After arriving at the villa, Song Qingyu went straight into her room.
Seeing this, Ah Xiang couldn't help but say to Song Yan, "Master, Miss Song is still angry with you."
Song Yan: “…”
He is not blind.
After taking two steps in frustration, Song Yan thought for a moment, then turned back and asked Ah Xiang, "Ah Xiang, you've been with Sister Qingyu for quite some time now. Do you know what Sister Qingyu likes most?"
Ah Xiang glanced at Song Yan, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.
"Since you know, why don't you tell me?"
"I'm afraid if I tell you, you'll be unhappy, Master."
Song Yan frowned: "Tell me, what should I be unhappy about?"
"So what did I say?" Ah Xiang glanced at the second floor, "Miss Song's favorite should be the third young master of the Gu family..."
Seeing Song Yan's face darken, Ah Xiang quickly added in a low voice: "Master, you said you wouldn't be angry!"
Song Yan took a deep breath: "Why do you think so?"
Seeing that Song Yan's expression had eased a bit, Ah Xiang continued, "Sometimes, when I bring Miss Song water or clothes, I will see Miss Song sitting on the balcony, staring blankly into the distance.
Her eyes were so sad.
I didn’t understand at the time, but later I realized that Miss Song already had someone in her heart.”
Ah Xiang said this, and looked at Song Yan boldly: "Master, I once raised a bird. It was a very beautiful bird. I kept it in a cage, and in order to make it feel comfortable, I also laid a thick felt mat for it.
But it doesn't look happy at all.
It was sick every day until one day, I forgot to close the cage door and it flew out.
I saw something I had never seen before.
It chirped happily and circled in the air, looking very happy and alive.
At that moment, I finally understood that what birds want more than a comfortable cage is the open sky."
After Ah Xiang finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time.
Song Yan did not respond. After a long while, he finally spoke: "The little bird was indeed happy, but it didn't know how terrible the outside world was. Well, thank you for telling me this. Take good care of Miss Song. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Ah Xiang looked at Song Yan's back and shook her head helplessly.
From what the young master said, he doesn't intend to let Miss Song go.
But she was really a little worried that if this continued, Miss Song would become sickly like her pet bird.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is Lu Wentao's birthday.
Song Yan came to pick up Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu was wearing a white long dress today, and her elegant makeup made her look very low-key.
But there was no way to conceal her brilliance.
When Song Yan looked at Song Qingyu, for some reason, he thought of the story that A Xiang told him.
The sickly pet bird.
But he quickly threw the idea out of his mind.
Sister Whisper is so strong, she will definitely not become as fragile as that bird.
Besides, she knew very well how dangerous the outside world was.
The only way to be safe is to stay by his side.
At least, Lu Yanzhi is not here.
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