Chapter 93: So, you want to control everything about me now?
"Lele, why are you here!"
When Zhang Zhiya saw Song Lehan coming, she quickly put down the work in her hands and trotted over to greet him.
"Mom." Song Lehan hugged Zhang Zhiya, tears in her eyes, "I missed you, so I came to see you."
Zhang Zhiya was very happy. She took Song Lehan's hand and stroked it carefully. "You've lost weight. It's not good to eat outside, right?"
"I eat well, and I have an assistant to take care of me." Song Lehan was afraid that her mother would worry, so she deliberately said something positive: "I'm on a diet because I need to be on camera. I don't have to film these few days, so I can relax."
"Okay, whatever you want to eat, mom will make it for you." Zhang Zhiya smiled and pinched Song Lehan's little face, with a distressed look in her eyes, "Are you tired from work? If you are not happy with your work, let's change jobs. Don't be wronged."
Song Lehan took a deep breath and suppressed the grievance in her heart, "Okay, I know. Don't worry, Mom, I can't stand being wronged with my personality."
"If you have anything that makes you unhappy, you can tell me. Although I don't understand, you will feel less depressed if you tell me." Zhang Zhiya pulled Song Lehan into the house, turned around, took out a box of food from the drawer of the cabinet and handed it to her.
"This is the chocolate I picked up from the kitchen the other day. I heard it was imported from abroad. Try it."
Zhang Zhiya peeled off a piece and handed it to Song Lehan's mouth, "Just one piece, you won't get fat."
Song Lehan took a bite and chewed it in his mouth. The rich fragrance was slightly sweet, but not greasy.
"Delicious." She nodded in affirmation and peeled another one for Zhang Zhiya, "Mom, you try it too."
Zhang Zhiya and Song Lehan both like chocolate. Ever since her father's accident, they rarely had such good chocolate.
Well, I almost don't eat chocolate anymore.
Zhang Zhiya took a piece and immediately smiled. "Foreign imports are different. They are really delicious."
Seeing her mother smile, Song Lehan felt happy too.
"Mom, how is my dad? Will you come with me to see him someday?"
Song Lehan hasn't visited her father for a long time.
In fact, she seldom goes to the hospital.
Firstly, she was a public figure and was afraid of being photographed and affecting her father. Secondly, there were people with Jiang Yue's influence in the hospital, and she always felt like she was being watched every time she went there.
Very uncomfortable.
After a while, Song Lehan rarely went there.
But she would ask Zhang Zhiya about her father's recent situation. This time, she wanted to go see her father.
Song Lehan has been in a bad state recently and is afraid that it will be difficult for her to find time to care for her father in the future.
"Sure." Zhang Zhiya agreed immediately, "You're staying here today?"
Song Lehan nodded. Since he didn't have any work recently, he might as well spend some time with his mother.
"I'm quite free recently and want to spend more time with you." Song Lehan hugged Zhang Zhiya and rocked her. "I want to stay here for a few days, is that okay?"
Zhang Zhiya also hugged Song Lehan, "Of course!"
After the agreement was made, Zhang Zhiya began to prepare quilts, pillows, and toiletries for her. She hummed a little tune while doing these things and was extremely happy.
The Jiang family has a nanny building, which is specially for the nanny to live in. It is a single room with very good conditions.
When they were halfway through packing, someone called Zhang Zhiya over. She answered and left, leaving Song Lehan to stay here by herself for a while.
Song Lehan packed up the things he had taken out by himself, then stood in front of the window, watching the people coming and going downstairs.
Uncontrollably, she opened the window and tried to move forward.
At that moment, she actually had the urge to jump down from here.
Can't! ! !
Song Lehan regained his composure, took several steps back, his heart beating rapidly.
She slowly squatted down, and after she came to her senses, she immediately took out her cell phone and made another appointment with the psychologist.
The condition was not brought under control but continued to worsen.
We can't delay this any longer.
Putting down the phone, Song Lehan slowly stood up and looked downstairs again. Jiang Yue's figure appeared in her sight.
He must be washing the car or watering the flowers. Anyway, he was holding a hose and I didn't know what he was going to do.
Just as Song Lehan was about to turn around, he saw him waving at him.
"Get down!" he yelled.
Song Lehan ignored him and turned around to sit on the bed.
The doctor replied, asked about her recent condition, and finally arranged a specific treatment time.
Song Lehan replied "OK", put down the phone again, and stared into the air.
I don't know Xu Jiangcuo either...
Forget it, I don’t think about him anymore.
Song Lehan stood up, wanting to find something to do. After thinking it over, he decided to go downstairs.
As soon as I walked out of the building, I saw Xu Jiangcuo watering the flowers.
"Didn't you want to not come down? Why are you here again?" He turned his head and laughed, with sunglasses on his forehead, looking like a dandy young man.
You are wrong, he is a playboy.
Song Lehan took a few steps towards him, then stopped, keeping a safe distance.
"I was a little bored, so I came down to take a look." She looked towards the garden and took a deep sniff. "What a nice smell."
"I spent a lot of effort to bring this from abroad, how could it not smell good!" Jiang Yue put the water pipe on the ground, stood up from the flowers, put his hands on his hips, and looked at Song Lehan, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Lehan was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he realized that he knew about his contact with the doctor.
It only took a few minutes for him to find out.
The news came so fast.
Song Lehan's face was calm and unperturbed. "His condition is serious. He's already thinking about committing suicide."
Jiang Yue's expression turned serious. "When did it happen?"
"Just now." Song Lehan pursed her lips, "Just before you waved at me."
Jiang Yue: "When will you go for treatment? I'll see if I have time by then."
What he meant was that he wanted to take Song Lehan to see a doctor.
But Song Lehan doesn't need him.
"No, I can go by myself." She refused.
Jiang Yue: "In your current state, who can be at ease if you go alone?"
"So, you want to control everything about me now?" Song Lehan lowered his eyes, feeling hopeless. "Jiang Yue, if you don't want to drive me to death, please give me some personal space. Please."
"Do you think I'm controlling you?" Jiang Yue asked back, veins bulging on his forehead.
Song Lehan raised his eyes slightly, "Isn't it?"
"Heh." Jiang Yue snorted coldly, his chest heaving. Finally, he slammed his sunglasses to the ground. "Alright! I don't care about you anymore! It's up to you whether you live or die!"
Song Lehan: "You'd better do what you say."
"Song Lehan!" Jiang Yue gritted his teeth and finally left angrily.
Song Lehan stood there, watching the water flow over the roots of the flowers and slowly sink into the soil.
"Le Le, why did you come down?" Zhang Zhiya came over with a plate of fruit in her hand. "I got a plate of fruit. I tasted it and it's delicious. Bring it up and have some."
Song Lehan took it and glanced at the fruits on the plate. Each one was not cheap.
"Who asked you to bring this?"
Zhang Zhiya said truthfully, "The eldest son of the Jiang family said no one likes to eat these, so he asked us to share them."
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