Song Yan smiled and gently rubbed the little one’s face, glancing at the watch on his wrist: "It’s about ti, let’s hurry up and go inside."
Song Mingyuan and Song Yan pushed the luggage forward, while Shen Qiong held ng ng and followed behind.
Once inside the airport, Song Yan helped them complete the luggage check-in procedures and watched them pass through security before leaving.
Back at the company, Song Yan went straight to the eting room for a eting before returning to his office. Yin Shuangfei followed him in: "Do you want to grab lunch together?"
"I’m not available." Song Yan sat down at his desk, looking down at the file in his hand.
"Actually, you could try dating . If it doesn’t work out, we can break up, and no one would lose anything."
Yin Shuangfei had lost count of how many tis she had been rejected. She originally wanted to ask Assistant Wang for Song Yan’s WeChat number, but ever since giving her Song Yan’s phone number and being scolded for it, Assistant Wang had been adamantly keeping every bit of the president’s privacy a secret.
Song Yan continued to look down at the file in his hand, treating Yin Shuangfei as if she were air. Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang. He picked it up, glanced at the screen, and pressed the answer button.
"Who is this?"
"I’m a classmate of Zhuang Lian. She was just hit by a cabinet and sent to the hospital. It seems serious." An anxious voice ca from the phone.
"Which hospital? Send the address and I’ll head there imdiately."
After hanging up, Song Yan grabbed the car keys from the desk and ran out. Yin Shuangfei didn’t even have a chance to ask what happened before the office door was closed.
On the way, Song Yan drove fast, running several red lights, feeling inexplicably tense.
By the ti he reached the hospital, the doctors had already treated Zhuang Lian’s wounds. Her entire back was battered and bruised, and she lay on the bed, unable to move due to the pain.
"Brother Song Yan, why are you here?"
Zhuang Lian slightly lifted her head, her voice trembling from having cried just monts ago.
It was Zhuang Lian’s good friend who called Song Yan while Zhuang Lian was getting her wounds treated. Knowing Zhuang Lian always had a crush on the man nad Song Yan, she found his number on Zhuang Lian’s phone and called him.
Song Yan frowned as he looked at Zhuang Lian lying in the bed: "How did you get hurt?"
"It’s nothing, just accidentally got hit by sothing."
"That’s not true. She was actually locked in the school storage room by Zhang Kai’s ex-girlfriend. If I hadn’t arrived in ti, she might not have survived."
Zhuang Lian’s good friend couldn’t help but interject.
This morning, Zhang Kai confessed to Zhuang Lian in front of all the classmates, asking her to be his girlfriend, but she rejected him.
Upon hearing about this, Zhou Ying, who is in the sa school dance departnt, realized Zhang Kai broke up with her because of Zhuang Lian. That’s why she took out all her anger on Zhuang Lian, getting a few people to trap her and lock her in the school storage room.
Zhuang Lian originally intended to call soone to rescue her, but there was no signal in the storage room.
She looked around and found a small window in the wall. She climbed onto a stool and shouted for help desperately. After shouting for a long ti with no response, she accidentally lost her footing, fell, and hit the cabinet beside her. Possibly because it was old and worn, the cabinet groaned twice and then directly fell on top of her.
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