Chapter 44 A relationship that ended without a result
On the way to the charity gala, the sky gradually darkened.
Song Li wore a goose yellow wrap-around long dress with her hair tied up at the back of her head. Her fair and rosy skin made her look quiet and elegant.
He Qian sat with her in the back seat after picking her up from the makeup artist. They hadn't spoken since they got in the car, but he always felt that she was a little listless.
Song Li leaned against the glass window, watching the street lights light up. The image of the trees receding beside her made her eyes tired, and she felt her body becoming increasingly uncomfortable...
He Qian always felt that he was vaguely warmed by her hot body temperature. She leaned there, with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, and her hands tightly clutching the bag in front of her, as if she was enduring something.
Just as he was about to ask her, he saw a stream of bright red blood flowing from her right ankle!
Why hasn’t her knee healed yet and it’s bleeding again!
"You don't need to go tonight!" He Qian's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet car.
Song Li opened his eyes, his pores exploded in a second, his scalp went numb, and his head, which had almost fainted, became alert in an instant!
The driver, Zhang Ji, reacted very quickly. He turned on the lights, pulled over, and unlocked the car door.
Song Li did not dare to hesitate at all. He pushed the door and went out as soon as the car was parked!
After she got out of the car, she immediately closed the door. Zhang Ji didn't dare to wait for even half a second, and quickly stepped on the accelerator and left!
They were all afraid that any slight delay in any movement would cause He Qian's displeasure and bring disaster!
The two of them performed a series of "tacitly coordinated" actions, so coherently... He Qian was stunned for a moment. He didn't mean to kick her out of the car at all!
In just a few seconds, he realized what was going on… Even Zhang Ji was so "experienced" in cooperating, he didn't need to explain anything further; Zhang Ji understood everything! What did this mean? It meant he had done this kind of thing many times before.
He Qian recalled that in the past, in order to make things difficult for Song Li, he often left her on the highway or in the wilderness in the middle of the night, just like before: "You don't need to go," "Get out of the car," "Get lost," "I don't need you today"...
At first she would beg for mercy, but every time she begged for mercy, he would punish her even more harshly!
She must be scared now, knowing that the more she disobeys, the worse it will be, so she has developed such a quick reaction ability...
After being abandoned and getting off the bus, Song Li wanted to stop by the roadside to hail a taxi back, but she realized that they had entered a mountain road on Line S2236. There were no taxis passing by. Her bag must have been left in the car. She didn't even have her coat with her, and the cold wind was blowing...
He Qian took a few deep breaths, and finally let go of the ferocity in his heart, "Turn around and go back."
Zhang Ji slowed down the car and was looking for the next intersection to turn around and head back. He was a little timid: "Mr. He, are we going back to the company or Fenghua Manor?"
"What do you think?" He Qian was angry at him. "I didn't ask you to stop the car just now, why did you stop the car? Since you understand me so well, I'm asking you to go back now, where do you want to go back to?"
Zhang Ji didn't dare to say anything else and drove seriously.
He Qian kept looking towards the opposite lane, but it was too dark at night and he couldn't see clearly. Even if he passed the place where Song Li had just gotten off the car, he would still have to find another intersection to go back to the other lane.
The round trip took 15 minutes, and when we arrived at Song Li's get-off point, she was gone.
Where could she have gone? This place was in the middle of nowhere, where else could she go? He Qian was so anxious that he was spinning in circles. Her phone and clothes were still in the car, and her leg was injured. Where could she go?
Zhang Ji also got out of the car and looked at the road conditions in the distance. Apart from three or five passing cars, there was no one walking.
He Qian and Zhang Ji searched along the way, turned back twice but still didn't see Song Li. He was about to call for help.
"Mr. He..." Zhang Ji timidly turned his head from the driver's seat. "The first time I returned to where I parked, I saw Mr. Zhao and Mr. Du's car pass by."
"Zhang Ji, you!" He Qian bared his teeth in anger, "Why didn't you say it earlier! You're not being clever when you can't be! You're acting like a mute when you're supposed to be talking!"
Zhang Ji was truly an unjust person. "Then... where are we going now?"
He Qian sat back down and said, "Let's go to the party!"
Once you get there, you'll know whether it was Zhao Gengnian or Du Zhanrong who didn't show up, and then you'll know who took Song Li away.
When Song Li woke up, he found himself lying on a hospital bed, with the smell of disinfectant and medicine piercing his nostrils.
Looking more closely, there was an IV bag hanging at the head of the bed, and a nurse was standing there adjusting the valve. "Are you awake?"
Du Zhanrong, who was standing at the door and talking to Du Qianyuan, heard the voice and trotted in.
As soon as Song Li was helped up by the nurse, Du Zhanrong appeared in front of him and was stunned again when he looked at him.
"Don't get out of bed and walk around yet. Press the call bell after you finish injecting one bag." The nurse signed the form and left the ward.
Song Li guessed that he must have been the one who sent him to the hospital. "Thank you, Mr. Du."
Du Zhanrong felt mixed emotions, "Why are you there?"
He was asking knowingly. Tonight was a charity gala, and that was the only way to go. She was He Qian's female companion, and dressed like that, she must be heading to the event. However, when he saw clearly from inside the car that the person slowly falling to the side of the road was Song Li, he was very surprised!
Song Li sat up straight. "I'm fine now. The party should be starting soon. You should hurry over. Sorry to have delayed you."
"Don't you know that your fever is 40 degrees? You don't feel such a serious wound on your knee?" Du Zhanrong said in a reproachful tone.
He was there the entire time she cleaned her knee wound; the flesh was rotten and decayed! The inflammation was so severe, how long had she waited? He couldn't bear the pain just looking at her, yet she had endured it for at least a week!
Song Li knew it, but could she say no?
"Why are you there?" Du Zhanrong asked again. Although he knew that she must be attending the charity gala with He Qian tonight, but...
"Did Qian leave you there?"
She showed up in that place late at night, dressed like that, without a cell phone, with a high fever, a serious old knee injury, and blood all over her right leg! No one would think she'd fainted there!
It could only be He Qian who kicked her out of the car!
Du Zhanrong thought of at least ten explanations for why He Qian did this, but none of them convinced him! Who could be so cruel as to deliberately abandon a sick woman in a remote and desolate suburb and leave her there? Without a cell phone or an extra layer of clothing, it was so dark and cold!
He kept thinking of what Shu Mingjin had once told him: Only if she left He Qian, would she be Song Li. To be more serious, only she could survive.
Song Li smiled and said, "How is that possible? That's impossible."
"You followed him to attend the charity gala. Did he scold you and kick you out of the car halfway? Doesn't he know you are sick? Your fever is 40 degrees. It's fatal!" Du Zhanrong didn't dare to think further. If he hadn't happened to pass by her and watched her fall down, would he never see this person again?
"Mr. Du, you have too rich an imagination." Song Li concealed her inner uneasiness and lifted the quilt. Her right knee was obviously painful, but new gauze had been replaced and the bandage was professional. The doctor must have treated her wound and all the blood stains had been wiped clean.
Du Zhanrong was a little impatient. "You didn't even know to ask for leave when you were injured like this? You insisted on going to work? If you had come to the hospital on the first day of your injury, you wouldn't have delayed it so long!"
Asking for leave... Song Li had long hated these two words.
"Why did Qian do this to you?"
"Why don't you resign? Why don't you leave Qiliang?"
"If I hadn't found you, you would have died on the road! Do you still want to continue working like this?"
Du Zhanrong kept asking questions, and he was so anxious that he was jumping up and down. Why did she act like nothing happened? As if this kind of thing was normal.
Song Li's heart was pounding wildly. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the throbbing. "Don't you know that there must be something hateful about pitiful people?"
"What?"
"Of course I did it for money. Mr. He can give me a lot of money! He can buy me a house and a car, and a lot of things I want! What happened tonight is nothing!"
Du Zhanrong was surprised, unable to tell if she was serious with that nonchalant expression on her face... Was she admitting that she was He Qian's woman? A kept, materialistic, and greedy woman?!
There were only the two of them in the ward, their eyes met, one's look was brewing with anger, the other's was deliberately avoiding gaze.
"Then why do you think I am willing to stay by Mr. He's side? For example, I approach you for the drug research data. Look, I get a lot of money!" Song Li could only speak against her will. She didn't want to see him rushing to He Qian tomorrow and questioning her again. How could He Qian allow her to destroy their brotherhood, even though he knew that her words were not important enough to cause them to turn against each other.
Not only would her death be even more tragic, it would also implicate Du Zhanrong. Those close to her would suffer, and Lu Linlin was a heartbreaking example.
"Oh, you're right about one thing. Luo Songjiang was my failed case. I didn't succeed in blackmailing him. If I had, I would have made at least a million!"
Du Zhanrong clenched his fists, feeling sad. Was this just wishful thinking on his part?
"Are you Aqian's woman?"
"Yeah, I've slept with Mr. He for over ten years! Do you believe me now that I don't like you? Actually, I look down on you because you can never compare to Mr. He!"
Song Li knew that she had already felt very sorry for You Ran by using him to obtain Chen's confidential information. However, he was also You Ran's savior, and she could not be entangled with him anymore. If He Qian found out, the method he would use would be even more devastating than last time!
For Du Zhanrong, this was a relationship destined to end in vain. Whether it was because of He Qian or his family background, there was no future. He had to uproot it before it grew into a towering tree.
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