Chapter 203 The Fragile Defense
Immediately afterwards, Sheng Tingzhou chuckled softly, his voice not loud, but clearly transmitted to her ears through the receiver.
His tone was unreadable, as if everything was expected: "I'll be right at the door."
"Really?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes lit up instantly, like a drowning person finally grabbing onto a piece of driftwood.
My whole body relaxed immediately, my tense shoulders slowly slumped down, and the heart that had been hanging in suspense finally settled back into my chest.
She knew perfectly well that Dr. N's medicine would never be wrong.
That drug development report was authentic and valid, the process was compliant, and the data was complete.
As long as Sheng Tingzhou stands by her side, there is still hope for a turnaround.
Her lips curled into a smug and arrogant smile as she turned to Song Zhiwei and said, word by word, "You can't win."
With Sheng Tingzhou around, even if the sky falls, we can hold it up.
They can handle anything.
Song Zhiwei, however, remained calm and composed. She spoke softly, her tone unhurried, like a breeze across a lake, "It's not over yet, don't be too happy."
Her tone was not harsh, nor did she raise her voice even slightly, yet it was like a dull knife, slowly grinding against one's nerves, silently cutting open the cracks of hope.
After speaking, she slowly turned her head—
My gaze cut through the crowd and landed squarely on the man standing on the outer edge.
He stood there quietly, wearing a simple white shirt with the cuffs casually rolled up to his forearms, paired with clean jeans.
He has handsome features, a well-defined face, a high nose bridge, and a sharp jawline.
He wore no superfluous adornments, yet he exuded an unapproachable coldness, like the moonlight on a winter night, clear and distant.
“Ayan”.
When Song Xiaoxiao saw him, her heart skipped a beat, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew that as long as he was there, the situation could be reversed.
She immediately walked towards him, her steps light and quick, her face beaming with a charming smile, leaning towards him with a hint of coquetry, "The finance department is really busy today, and we're temporarily short on funds..."
Could you lend me the money first? Just this once. I'll have the finance department transfer it to your account first thing tomorrow morning, no delays whatsoever.
After she finished speaking, she turned to face the project managers who were watching, her voice suddenly rising with confidence: "I know you don't believe me, you think I'm not worthy of this position in the Song family, and you think I got it through connections. But listen carefully—in my hands, the Song family will only grow bigger and bigger, it will never fall!"
She paused, glanced around, and said with a determined look in her eyes, "My newly established biotechnology company has officially reached a cooperation agreement with the Fu Group to jointly launch a new drug that can treat rare diseases. This is not just empty talk or a story to attract investment; it is a real project that benefits the people and a scientific research achievement that can truly save lives!"
As soon as he finished speaking, applause broke out in the room.
Someone started clapping, and then more people joined in.
Who doesn't support the people's affairs?
People are naturally willing to give opportunities to anything that concerns healthcare and life and health.
Once the crowd had quieted down, Song Zhiwei slowly began to speak.
Her tone was indifferent, as if she were merely asking about the weather, "Sheng Tingzhou, is what she said true? You want to cooperate with her?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoxiao immediately stepped in front of Sheng Tingzhou like a mother protecting her cubs, raising her voice with a strong accusatory tone: "Song Zhiwei! Can't you have any sense of propriety? Even if we're not blood sisters, Sheng Tingzhou is still your brother-in-law in name only! Questioning him and challenging his decision in front of so many people, have you no shame?"
“To be honest, shamelessness is a big deal,” Song Zhiwei said, a faint smile playing on her lips, without even lifting her eyelids, her tone eerily calm, “as if it’s not my turn to be shameless.”
The next second, she suddenly raised her hand—
He grabbed Sheng Tingzhou by the collar.
The movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.
No one expected her to be so bold as to grab Sheng Tingzhou in front of so many people.
Sheng Tingzhou leaned forward instinctively, and when he looked down, he met her smiling eyes.
Those eyes were like spring water just beginning to melt, reflecting a soft light, gentle yet without the slightest falsehood, as if they had already seen through the deepest secret in his heart.
He was stunned for a moment, and even his breathing became lighter.
"I advise you not to hesitate."
She spoke softly, her voice like the wind brushing past her ear, carrying a hint of certainty and determination, "You know in your heart who you'll choose."
Her tone wasn't aggressive, but it carried an undeniable power, as if she had already foreseen the outcome of this game.
Sheng Tingzhou's lips curled up slightly, and his cold, icy face suddenly softened, like a gentle stream flowing quietly as winter snow melts, revealing a long-lost, genuine warmth.
He looked at her, his eyes no longer concealing or guarded, as if he had finally unloaded a heavy burden.
Who to choose?
He said in a low but clear voice, "It's never been me who calls the shots."
He paused, his gaze falling into her eyes, as if answering her, and also as answering himself, "The person I should have chosen has been in my heart from the very beginning, and has never wavered."
“Mr. Fu and I have been apart for a few days, but he has become much sweeter with words.”
Song Zhiwei gave a light comment, her tone teasing, but her eyes and brows revealed a hint of warmth.
She turned to look at Song Xiaoxiao, her expression gradually turning cold. "But this is difficult—Sheng Tingzhou listens to me."
"What?"
Song Xiaoxiao's mind went blank, as if she had been struck by lightning, and she froze on the spot.
Her eyes widened, her pupils trembling slightly, as if she couldn't comprehend the meaning behind those words.
She turned her head abruptly, her voice trembling, her fingertips unconsciously digging into the hem of her clothes: "You...you remember?"
Her tone was filled with disbelief and a hint of fear, as if she realized that some irreversible situation was approaching.
Sheng Tingzhou spoke calmly, his tone as usual, without the slightest fluctuation: "From beginning to end, I have not taken any of Dr. N's medicine."
He spoke decisively, without the slightest hesitation, as if stating a pre-ordained fact.
Song Xiaoxiao's face turned deathly pale, as if all the color had been drained from her. Her lips trembled slightly: "But didn't we agree? You just..."
Temporary amnesia?
Her voice grew softer and softer, as if she were talking to herself, or as if she were trying her best to convince herself.
She took a deep breath, her chest heaving as if afraid of being exposed, her voice filled with suppressed fear: "The one I love is Sheng Tingzhou, who stands atop the mountain and no one dares to mess with him. Not that groveling good-for-nothing who fawns over me."
She stared intently at him, as if trying to force him to admit it with her eyes, to force him to return to that "correct" role.
"Because I used to be a doctor too."
Sheng Tingzhou's voice regained its usual coldness, like a winter wind sweeping across an iron face, "I know how doctors do things. If you really wanted to change your memories, how could it have gone so smoothly?"
His gaze was like a knife, each word piercing her most vulnerable defenses.
He paused, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, staring intently into her eyes: "I can't switch personalities. I can't fake it."
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