Upon hearing this news, Song Xingyao felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on her heart.
It wasn't until dawn that Fu Xunzhi's crying finally brought Song Xingyao back to her senses.
Taking advantage of the faint morning light, she skillfully changed the baby's diaper.
When Qi's mother pushed the door open and saw Song Xingyao inside, she was somewhat surprised, since it was still quite early.
At this time on weekdays, Qi's mother would come in to change Fu Xunzhi's diaper before preparing breakfast.
Aunt Qi: "Young Madam, you're up so early today. I'll go prepare breakfast now."
After saying that, he left without turning on the light, naturally not noticing Song Xingyao's terrible condition.
Before she had completely left the room, Qi's mother remembered something and came in to remind her.
"Young Madam, today is the young master's last physical examination. Yesterday, the family doctor said that because this examination requires a lot of equipment, we need to go to the hospital today."
"Okay, I understand," came the exhausted voice from not having slept all night.
Hearing that the voice sounded low and weak, Aunt Qi respectfully said, "Young Madam, have you not rested well? I'll accompany you this afternoon."
Song Xingyao glanced back at the baby in the crib, who was now fully awake. Fu Xunzhi was waving his arms and legs, amusing himself.
She was silent for a moment, then said, "No need, I'll have Lao Xu take me."
After refusing, Qi's mother didn't say anything more, turned around and left, closing the door behind her.
Song Xingyao sat back on the edge of the bed and grabbed Fu Xunzhi's casually waving hand.
Fu Xunzhi held her fingers firmly instead.
He muttered to himself, "How can I get you away from here?"
When the knocking sounded again, Qi's mother had already prepared breakfast and was calling her.
In the restroom, Song Xingyao glanced at herself in the mirror a couple of times and couldn't bear to look at her own haggard, pale face and swollen eyes.
The two are definitely going to break up, but there's no need to announce it to the public beforehand.
After casually covering her face with makeup, Song Xingyao went downstairs and sat down at the dining table.
After the table was full of food, Aunt Qi was surprised to find that the young master was not at home.
In the past, even if Fu Siming was busy late at night, he would still come back to rest, so there must be something going on.
Yesterday, she only noticed that Fu Siming left Haiyan after coming downstairs, but she didn't know that he hadn't returned all night.
Not wanting to speculate about Fu Siming's private affairs, she put down the breakfast and prepared to leave.
But Song Xingyao still caught this reaction.
Even Qi's mother was surprised by his decision not to return home all night.
Song Xingyao scoffed, "She's probably already found someone and is enjoying a tender moment with him."
Disgusted by his own thoughts, he quickly ate a couple of bites and left the restaurant.
At this moment, Fu Siming was sitting in the conference room, watching everyone busily tracking the monitoring data on the screen.
Fu Siming tapped rhythmically on the table in frustration, a sound that made everyone present's heartbeats beat in unison.
An atmosphere of anxiety permeated the office.
The villas in the southern suburbs are a popular entertainment destination for the wealthy, so the local government doesn't pay much attention to regulating that area.
The missing surveillance cameras made it more difficult to find Fu Yao.
Fu Yao seemed to have vanished into thin air, completely disappearing from that area in the southern suburbs.
If they can't find her for even a day, Song Xingyao and her son will be in greater danger.
He dialed a number and skillfully instructed the bodyguard who had been guarding Song Xingyao's ward a few days ago to go to Haiyan.
Make people aware of the safety situation there.
After changing her clothes, Song Xingyao noticed that a number of bodyguards in black had entered her home.
Recalling their time at the hospital, Fu Siming said that divorce was absolutely out of the question.
Now it looks even more ridiculous. Are they going to lock her up in Haiyan now?
How could there be such a shameless person as him, who left me yesterday to go find another woman?
The next day, he arranged for bodyguards to watch over him.
But how can one have both in life?
Arrange your clothes neatly.
As I went downstairs, I overheard Aunt Qi talking to the men in black. "Did the young master send you?"
Is it dangerous here?
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw her coming down.
Qi Ma was somewhat at a loss and asked her, "Young Madam, these people said that the young master sent them to Haiyan to protect you and the young master."
Ignoring Qi Ma's pleas for help, she walked straight up to the bodyguards who were much taller than her.
Her eyes flashed with determination and disgust. "Tell Fu Siming that there's no need to look at me like this. I need to take the child to the hospital now."
She then added, "You won't let me go out? What if something happens to the child? Can you take responsibility?"
As expected of a well-trained bodyguard, he maintained a completely expressionless face despite being ridiculed and attacked.
Qi's mother finally sensed something was wrong; were the young couple still arguing?
The hostess's anger did not diminish their professionalism.
Old Xu also noticed the car following behind, and there was the young master in the car, so he didn't dare to drive too fast.
Song Xingyao glanced behind her, her temples throbbing.
When they get off the bus, tell them to wait at the hospital entrance so as not to disrupt the normal medical order.
The leader hesitated for a moment, then followed one person, while the rest stood at the door.
It attracts people to stop and watch.
...
Unable to reason with them, Song Xingyao ignored them.
After pushing the child upstairs and taking the child into the examination room, Song Xingyao was left outside the examination room.
A short while later, a nurse pushed a cart full of medical equipment inside.
The two met eyes as if by chance.
Song Xingyao didn't think much of it, assuming she was just an assisting nurse, and nodded at her.
She fell into her own thoughts again. If she really divorced Fu Siming, how could she take her young child, Fu Xunzhi, with her?
Is there really no hope?
After thinking for a while, my thoughts drifted elsewhere.
The scene of him and Fu Yao together involuntarily came to mind.
Just then, the door opened, and Song Xingyao, assuming that Fu Xunzhi had finished his examination, instinctively got up.
The nurse seemed a little awkward, gripping the cart full of equipment tightly.
It was covered with a white cloth, revealing only a detection probe.
"Hello nurse, how is my child? Has the check-up finished?"
"Not yet. This machine is used up. We're taking it back now. The doctor is still examining it inside. Please wait patiently."
He answered skillfully behind the mask, as if reassuring any ordinary family member.
Seeing Song Xingyao sit down on the chair by the door, she pushed the cart and quickly left the examination room.
The bodyguard standing to the side stared suspiciously at her slightly unnatural gait.
Only after the nurse disappeared did he look in Song Xingyao's direction again.
Jiang Ting's hands were soaked with sweat, and she almost slipped off the handle if she hadn't been holding on tightly.
Sweat kept pouring from his forehead.
The nurse's cap, a symbol of purity, helped her conceal her panic.
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