Chapter 46 Okay, be good, don't be angry anymore.
"I forgot!"
Nan Xia had truly forgotten. Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang. She picked it up and glanced at it; it was Song Yanzhi.
"Go get your beauty sleep, I need to take a work call." She took the opportunity to push her mother out, not wanting to be interrogated any further.
After closing the door, she hung up the phone immediately.
I don't want to answer.
Doesn't his girlfriend get jealous that he's calling him so late?
After a while, the phone rang again. She hung up and then turned off her phone.
Little did she know that Song Yanzhi had just been slashed on the arm by a dozen thugs sent by Qin Hao. He had wanted to call her over to bandage his wound, but she wouldn't even answer the phone.
It even shut down.
Song Yanzhi smiled slightly, his face pale, and put his phone in his pocket.
The bodyguard noticed the bloodstains on his arm and went over to ask with concern, "Young Master Song, shall I take you to the hospital to treat your wound?"
"Hmm." He responded in a low voice, then glanced down at the thugs screaming in pain on the ground, stepped on one of them's chest, and asked coldly again:
Where is Qin Hao now?
"We really don't know," the man said, sounding afraid.
"Get lost." He uttered a single word coldly, and the thugs on the ground scrambled away.
After Song Yan got into the car, the bodyguard immediately drove to a nearby hospital. The man sitting in the back glanced at his right arm, which was still quite painful.
Blood was still gushing out, soaking both sleeves, yet he calmly took out a cigarette and lit it.
"You know how to teach him a lesson, right?" Song Yanzhi exhaled a puff of smoke, his cold eyes narrowing slightly as he asked. He couldn't bear the consequences of offending the Qin family.
Let's see if they can bear the consequences of offending us.
"Don't worry, Young Master Song, we understand," the bodyguard replied.
The following morning.
Nan Xia arrived at Ruifeng's conference room, but didn't see the man after entering. She ignored him.
After she had been working for over an hour, the conference room door opened, and finally the man walked in. She deliberately said:
“Attorney Song, please be mindful of your working hours. You also received half of the agency fee.”
Song Yanzhi remained silent with a cold expression. He walked to his seat, took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair, as wearing too much clothing could irritate his wound.
Seeing that he was aloof again, Nanxia didn't say anything more. When he didn't want to talk, you could talk a hundred words and he wouldn't reply.
Unless you provoke him.
Song Yanzhi picked up his cup and went to the tea room to get some hot water. A pretty female secretary standing there saw him, her eyes lighting up as she walked over and asked:
"Attorney Song, would you like some coffee? Shall I make you a cup?"
"No need," he said indifferently.
"What would you like to drink?" the female secretary asked enthusiastically, trying to flirt with him. After all, he wasn't her boss, and she wasn't afraid he would fire her.
What if I manage to hook up with him? I heard this man is very rich.
Song Yanzhi didn't even glance at her. He walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with warm water, and was about to leave when his female secretary immediately rushed over to take the glass from him.
"Attorney Song, please be careful, this water is very hot. Let me bring it to you on a tray."
She struggled, and the glass suddenly fell to the ground with a "thud!"
Water and glass shards were splashed all over the floor. The female secretary grabbed his arm tightly, looking very apologetic: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to! I... I'll pour you another glass, okay?"
Song Yanzhi frowned and turned to look at her right arm. She had pinched the wound until it bled, and her white shirt was immediately stained red.
The female secretary felt something wet on her hands, looked down, and immediately let go in shock: "Attorney Song, are you injured?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pinch you," she quickly apologized.
Song Yanzhi glanced at her, then went to the sterilizer to get another glass, filled it with hot water, and left, not wanting to talk to the infatuated woman.
As he walked towards the conference room, he took out his phone and called the bodyguard downstairs, asking him to buy some medicine and bring it up.
The conference room door opened again. Nan Xia turned her head and glanced at him indifferently. Just as she was about to look away, she suddenly noticed the red on his right sleeve—
Is that...blood?
"You went out to get some water and hurt your arm?" she asked.
Song Yanzhi didn't say anything, but sat down and rolled up his shirt sleeves. The bandage was completely soaked. They hadn't bought any hemostatic agents yet, so they couldn't remove the bandage.
Nanxia frowned when she saw that his arm injury looked quite serious. When did he get injured? This man is quite capable of fighting. Who injured him?
Seeing that he was injured, she couldn't bear to treat him coldly any longer, so she grabbed a few tissues and went over to him. "Use this to press on your wound first, and I'll go buy you some medicine."
Song Yanzhi coldly brushed her hand away, showing she didn't need to care.
“…Then I’ll go out and buy you some medicine.” Nan Xia said, preparing to leave, but he finally spoke up: “No need for Lawyer Nan’s feigned kindness.”
She realized that the man was angry because she hadn't answered his calls last night and had even turned off her phone.
Wait, he called me last night because he was injured?
As Nan Xia was speculating, the conference room door was knocked on and then pushed open. A bodyguard carrying a bag of medicine came in. Seeing the blood on his bandages, he said with concern:
"Young Master Song, why don't you skip work today? What if the wound reopens?"
"It's alright, you can untie it." Song Yanzhi called to him, she wasn't that delicate, it was just a cut on her arm, it wasn't like she couldn't get out of bed.
"Huh? Me? Oh, it's..." The bodyguard was afraid that he would hurt him by being too rough, and besides, he didn't know how to bandage wounds, so he put down his things and clumsily tried to untie the bandage.
Nanxia immediately went over and said, "I'll do it."
The bodyguard glanced at Young Master Song, and seeing that he didn't speak or move aside, said, "No need, I'll do it."
"Who injured him?" she asked the bodyguard.
The bodyguard didn't know the reason for the incident, but seeing that she was someone Young Master Song cared about, how could he dare to be impolite?
"Qin Hao sent these people. It seems like Young Master Song doesn't know him well. Why would that man send so many people to deal with Young Master Song?"
Upon hearing his words, Nan Xia felt a pang of guilt. If it weren't for him saving her that night and teaching Qin Hao a lesson, that man wouldn't have come to retaliate against Song Yanzhi.
I didn't even answer his call last night.
No wonder he was angry today.
If she had known what happened to him last night, she would never have ignored him.
Nanxia felt very guilty looking at the five or six-centimeter-long bloody gash on his arm.
He simply pulled away from the bodyguard, saying, "You're too rough, let me do it."
"Attorney Nan, go about your work." Song Yanzhi moved his hand away, not letting her touch him.
Nanxia grabbed his hand, coughed lightly, and had to coax him gently, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, let's treat the wound first, shall we?"
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