Chapter 369 Song Jinchen is furious, his son is in trouble...
She paused for a moment and then said, "If I meet a good girl, I will definitely introduce her to you as soon as possible! You are such a good person and quite outstanding. You deserve a girl who loves you wholeheartedly."
“Okay, shall we have breakfast?” Lu Qinghe asked, looking at her.
"Where are Zhouzhou and Qiaoqiao?" Nanxia asked again. It's so late, why haven't I seen them?
“Mrs. Song picked them up this morning. You can call and ask,” he said.
Nan Xia nodded, then called her son. The two siblings had indeed gone to the Song family again. After giving them a few instructions, she hung up, went to the dining room, sat down, and asked him again:
"Ahem, where did Song Yanzhi go?"
“I asked him, but he didn’t tell me. I guess he was busy with work,” he said.
"Isn't today Saturday?" She sat down in the chair, and Lu Qinghe opened the lid of the porcelain pot, ladling out two bowls of porridge as he spoke:
"You can call him and ask."
“…No need.” Nan Xia thought to herself, if she called him, he would definitely think that she missed him and couldn’t live without him!
"By the way, when are you planning to go back to New York?" she asked again.
"Do you really want me to leave quickly?" Lu Qinghe smiled bitterly.
"Of course not, I was just asking, you've been in China for almost a month now," Nan Xia said.
"I'm leaving in a few days. Can I stay here a few more days? I didn't get to have a proper time to play this time, which is a bit of a pity. I guess I won't be back for a year or two after I leave."
"Xiaxia, could you accompany me around for a walk these next few days?" he asked, looking at her as he ate his porridge.
Nan Xia thought to herself, since Shen Yan hasn't given her the account book yet and there's nothing else to do, she might as well spend a few more days with him to repay his life-saving grace.
They are now friends and feel more comfortable with each other.
"OK."
“That’s great, shall we set off after we finish eating?” he asked.
"Mm." She nodded.
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The city's botanical garden is a renowned flower-viewing destination, and this season is the peak of its blooming season.
When Nanxia led Lu Qinghe into the park in the morning, she was immediately amazed by the scene before her eyes—tulips were blooming passionately on both sides of the winding stone path.
The peony garden not far away was even more lively, with layers upon layers of petals exuding elegance and nobility; and there were also patches of hydrangeas, with blue and purple interspersed with pink and white, like fluffy clouds, so gentle that it was hard to look away.
Accompanying them were several of Song Yanzhi's bodyguards, dressed in black casual wear, tall and straight, following a few meters behind the two, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.
Nan Xia took out her phone and started taking pictures of the blooming flowers. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on her face, outlining a soft and beautiful silhouette, making her even more beautiful than the flowers.
"The photos are really beautiful." Lu Qinghe stood to the side, looking at her phone screen, his tone deliberately complimentary. "However, even the most beautiful flowers can't compare to how beautiful you are in person."
Nanxia turned to look at him and smiled sheepishly.
"Shall I take some photos for you?" he said suddenly, taking out his phone.
"No, I don't like taking pictures."
"You're so beautiful, it would be a waste not to take some pictures to remember this. Come on." Lu Qinghe said, turning on his phone's camera. Nan Xia had no choice but to cooperate and take two pictures with him.
After the shoot, he was about to call her over to check the results when his phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was his assistant, he said to the woman on the other end, "Wait a minute, I need to take this work call."
"Mm," Nan Xia replied.
He walked quite a distance away with his phone before answering: "What is it?"
"President Lu, Shen Shaohui sent a message saying that Song Yanzhi went to the suburbs this morning and was hit by a bribed truck on the way. The man's car went straight down the mountainside!" Duan Xue excitedly told him.
Upon hearing his assistant's words, Lu Qinghe raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Is he dead or not?"
"The truck driver didn't dare to look, but even if he wasn't dead, he must have been seriously injured and would have to stay in the hospital for several months."
"Who knows, I might end up in a vegetative state after being hit by a car," the woman said with a laugh.
Lu Qinghe raised an eyebrow again. He also hoped that the man would become a vegetable. Ha, wasn't he very arrogant?
Once he becomes a vegetable, let's see if he can still get up and try to take things from me!
"You did a great job, I'll reward you handsomely."
"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Duan Xue did not refuse.
He hung up the phone, walked over to Nan Xia, and opened the photos he had just taken for her. In an even better mood, he asked, "What do you think of the photos?"
Nanxia glanced at it, "Your photography skills are pretty good..."
"It's not that I'm a good photographer, it's just that you're beautiful, you look good no matter how I photograph you!" Lu Qinghe just thought she was very charming and beautiful, but what attracted him most was her ability.
Most of the women around him were just pretty faces, prone to jealousy and rivalry.
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It wasn't until the afternoon, just as Song Jinchen returned home from the company, that Zhouzhou and Qiaoqiao affectionately climbed onto his lap, saying, "Grandpa, my sister and I missed you so much..."
"Grandpa missed you both very much. That's why I came straight back to hug my two precious grandchildren as soon as I got off work," he said with a smile, holding one child on each lap.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He took it out and glanced at it; it was his bodyguard. He answered, "Hello, what's up?"
"Chairman Song, something terrible has happened! Young Master Song has been in a car accident and is missing!"
The bodyguard had just woken up. He was rescued by passersby and taken to a small hospital in the suburbs. He had just woken up and asked the nurse, who said that he was the only one who had been brought there, and there was no one else.
"What did you say?!" Song Jinchen's voice suddenly rose, his fingers gripping the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his face instantly lost all color, becoming as pale as paper.
Zhouzhou and Qiaoqiao, who were on his lap, were startled by their grandfather's sudden reaction. They instinctively clung to his arm, their eyes filled with confusion.
"Chairman Song, please calm down!" The bodyguard's voice on the other end of the phone was filled with lingering fear and urgency.
"This morning I was driving Young Master Song to the suburbs to handle a case. When we got to the mountain road, a heavy truck suddenly came from the opposite lane and crashed directly into Young Master Song's car—"
The bodyguard's voice choked with emotion as he recalled the scene with lingering fear:
"That truck was going too fast. I didn't have time to react. I could only watch helplessly as the truck was hit, went out of control, and rolled down the hillside! I passed out on the spot. When I woke up, I was in the hospital. I just asked the nurse, and she said that only I was brought here..."
"Have you searched down the hillside? Where are the police?!" Song Jinchen suddenly stood up. Zhouzhou and Qiaoqiao lost their balance and slid off his lap, but fortunately, Madam Song caught them in time.
Looking at her husband's pale face and flustered expression, Madam Song's heart skipped a beat, and she vaguely guessed that something bad had happened.
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