Song Mai felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her heart pounding wildly.
"you……"
She clutched at the hem of her clothes, at a loss for words, wanting to say something to ease the awkwardness, but she couldn't utter a single word.
You heard what I said to you, didn't you?
Hearing this, Song Mai looked up at him with some confusion, and the man's eyes were full of affection.
She thought for a moment before realizing what she meant, then nodded shyly, her voice barely audible.
"Um."
She didn't know what he meant by suddenly bringing this up, but the next second she heard Chu Xing say seriously:
"Those words weren't meant to deceive you; they were my honest feelings."
Song Mai blushed again, extremely embarrassed.
A slightly cool breeze blew in from the window, but it did not take away the heat in her heart.
Instead, it felt as if a hand was teasing her heart, disturbing her peace of mind.
The room temperature continued to rise, and the man used his fingers to lift her chin, wanting to place another kiss on her lips.
"Ring ring—"
The phone suddenly rang at an inopportune moment.
Chu Xing frowned in displeasure, but continued to move closer to Song Mai.
Song Mai felt like she couldn't breathe, whether from nervousness or shyness.
She placed her hands on the man's chest: "Phone."
Chu Xing casually hung up the phone.
"Don't worry about it."
Just as his lips were barely touching Song Mai's, the person who made the call called again.
The ringing of the bell shattered the silence, and also broke the ambiguous and romantic atmosphere between the two.
The man scratched his head in frustration and got up to pick up the phone he had tossed on the table.
Who is it?
The repeated interruptions displeased him, and his tone became unpleasant as well.
A polite voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Chu?"
"I am."
"This is the Zicheng Public Security Bureau. We'd like to know how your wife's injuries are recovering? Our bureau would like to arrange for someone to go to the hospital this afternoon to take a statement from your wife. Would that be convenient?"
Chu Xing glanced at Song Mai. He wasn't far from her. Although he wasn't on speakerphone, the microphone on his phone wasn't quiet, and Song Mai could hear the conversation even in the quiet room.
Song Mai nodded repeatedly: "It's convenient, let him come. If he doesn't do it soon, we're leaving."
Chu Xing said a few more words into the phone and then hung up.
Song Mai turned over and refused to look at him. She needed to process her emotions on her own. Everything that had just happened was too sudden, making her feel happy but also very unreal.
It feels like I've been in a dream, and I'm currently in a state of half-awake but not quite awake.
Although Chu Xing wanted to get closer to her, he knew he couldn't get too close too quickly, or he would only frighten her.
But then I thought, we have a long time to go, so there's no need to rush.
He silently peeled two more oranges and placed them on the plate by his bedside. Then he walked to the table, picked up his computer, and started working on the tasks he hadn't finished.
Song Mai strained her ears to listen to his every move. Only when she saw that the man had gone to work did she feel a little relieved, and her heart, which had been beating wildly, finally calmed down.
She didn't know what this feeling was like; it was so wonderful that she couldn't find any words to describe it.
After receiving permission from Chu Xing and Song Mai, two criminal police officers from Zicheng Public Security Bureau knocked on Song Mai's hospital room door at 2 p.m.
The case has actually been investigated and the perpetrators have all been arrested and imprisoned. However, the case has not been closed because Song Mai's statement has not yet been taken.
Song Mai recounted the events of that day in detail, and with the two detectives finishing their final statement, the record-keeping process finally came to an end.
A pretty young policewoman offered her hand:
"Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Song."
The policewoman held this brave girl in high regard.
After all, she had rarely seen anyone who could remain calm and fearless in such a situation.
This skilled man is admirable, but she finds the girl who has such courage despite not knowing kung fu even more admirable.
Song Mai also had a good impression of this policewoman.
"I should be thanking you. Please pass on a message for me: thank you for the arrangements made by the Zicheng Public Security Bureau."
The male police officer following behind the policewoman was taken aback and instinctively asked, "What arrangements?"
Chu Xing's expression darkened, and he was startled. He realized that his arrangements had not been proper enough, and he had forgotten what he had said before.
He looked at the policewoman, hoping she would understand what he meant.
Song Mai was also taken aback. She had sincerely thanked him, but she didn't expect the other party to act as if he knew nothing about it.
Could it be that the policeman didn't know?
Without thinking much, she explained, "We've arranged a lot, such as this ward and my medical expenses. I definitely couldn't afford it without you. In addition, there's a reward."
The policewoman instantly understood something when she met Chu Xing's eyes.
The male police officer, completely bewildered, said, "No..."
Before he could finish speaking, the policewoman interrupted him: "You're welcome. It's what we should do. In fact, we should thank you both. If it weren't for you and Mr. Chu risking your lives, we don't know when we would have been able to catch those people. On behalf of the Municipal Bureau and the people of Zicheng, I thank you both."
Chu Xing breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Song Mai smiled sheepishly and said, "No matter what, I still hope you can convey my gratitude to me."
"Okay, definitely."
The policewoman didn't refuse again, chatted with Song Mai for a few more minutes, and then said goodbye.
But as soon as they stepped out the door, the male police officer said, puzzled:
"Sister Chun, when have we ever arranged a hospital room or paid for her medical expenses? There is a reward, but the Municipal Bureau has never arranged a hospital room or paid for medical expenses for anyone involved in a case. Even if they offer condolences, it's just humanitarian concern, not arranging such a good hospital room or paying for medical expenses."
That ward was clearly a VIP ward. As far as he knew, a VIP ward at Zicheng Hospital would cost nearly five figures a day to stay in.
He was astonished when he entered; he had never seen such a well-equipped ward before.
Therefore, he immediately felt that this couple must be extraordinary people, and must be either rich or noble.
But Song Mai suddenly said those words, which stunned him.
The woman he called Sister Chun, who had joined the police force a few years earlier than him, chuckled upon hearing his words:
"Didn't you realize that man wasn't an ordinary person?"
The male police officer nodded: "I see, but what does this have to do with the ward and medical expenses?"
The policewoman shook her head: "That man is definitely not just someone with a little wealth. His demeanor and clothing suggest he comes from either a political family or a wealthy and influential one."
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