Chapter 587: Her Name

At the entrance of the special ward, it was quiet. Chen Chen Shuangshuang stood there, on tiptoe, secretly watching the two people at the end of the corridor through the small square glass window on the door.

On a cloudy afternoon, the light was filtered by thick clouds to be soft and gray-white.

The sister with a face full of tears and at a loss, the handsome boy leaning down to kiss, the fall, the embrace—at that moment, Chen Chen Shuangshuang felt her breathing stop.

Too beautiful.

Beautiful like the top-quality Japanese pure love anime she had secretly binged countless times on Bilibili.

Recalling the scenes that happened today, she still felt it was too bizarre.

Her mother's serious illness, her father's retreat, the coldness of her brother and sister—when she learned all this, she secretly cried for a long time, and had also fantasized like a child who hadn't grown up.

Would there be a hero shouting "Do you believe in light?" who could descend from the sky and save them?

But she never imagined that the one who brought the light would be the sister she had always rejected and even looked down upon.

And beside her, that man who looked like a manga protagonist.

Chen Chen Shuangshuang subconsciously held her breath, her heartbeat so fast it felt like it was going to pop out of her throat.

Although she was precocious and smart, she was ultimately a fifteen-year-old girl.

For this kind of plot, she had the most instinctive curiosity and yearning.

"Chen Shuangshuang, what are you doing?"

Mother Zhou Hui's voice came from the direction of the hospital bed.

Chen Chen Shuangshuang hurriedly turned around, her face red, stammering: "No, nothing."

"Is your sister talking to Tang Song?" Zhou Hui's tone carried a hint of uncertainty, "Are they—what are they like now?"

Chen Chen Shuangshuang returned to her mother's bedside, hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered: "Tang Song brother is comforting sister,

and—and he kissed her, and now they are hugging."

Zhou Hui was stunned, and in those eyes, which appeared turbid due to illness, a complex and indescribable emotion flashed.

There was surprise, there was relief, but more of it was deep worry.

Chen Chen Shuangshuang didn't notice the change in her mother's expression, still immersed in her own emotions, "Mom, who exactly is Tang Song brother? How can he be so amazing?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Hui sighed softly, stroking her youngest daughter's hair with her rough hand, "Chen Shuangshuang, you should interact more with your sister in the future and be closer to her. She actually has always liked you in her heart and really wanted to be good to you."

"Mm, I know." Chen Chen Shuangshuang nodded, her voice much lower.

Seeing her two biological daughters getting closer because of this, Zhou Hui felt a huge sense of relief.

When she divorced back then, because she had no stable income and was a non-local resident, while Zhang Yan was studying in Jing County, the custody was ultimately not awarded to her.

Of course, she really couldn't afford to raise her at the time.

A single mother with no diploma and no job, wanting to raise a child in a strange city, was really too difficult.

This had always been the greatest pain in her heart and the debt she had to make up for no matter what.

So over these years, she would spare no effort to send living expenses and tuition to Zhang Yan, even if the amount had long exceeded the statutory child support obligation.

It was precisely this "favoritism" that triggered endless conflicts in the reconstituted family.

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Shuangshuang had often been mocked by her brother and sister because of this, saying she was an "outsider" and her mother was "eating inside and out."

Over time, Chen Shuangshuang developed such deep resistance to the sister she had never met.

So she had never spoken harsh words because of Chen Chen Shuangshuang's attitude toward Zhang Yan.

Chen Chen Shuangshuang hesitated for a while and pleaded in a low voice: "Mom, actually Dad—also wants to treat your illness, it's just—"

"I know, I have never been angry with him because of this, and the divorce was always initiated by me." Zhou Hui interrupted her, her eyes becoming much sharper, "I know he has it hard, and I know this family has it hard. But Chen Shuangshuang, he shouldn't—he shouldn't have conspired with your brother and sister to set their sights on your sister Zhang Yan."

Having lived together for so many years, how could she not know what that family was thinking.

It was nothing more than seeing that Zhang Yan had a soft personality and had a blood relationship, wanting to force Zhang Yan to "take over" as a matter of course.

This way, they could get by in terms of reason and face.

But for her as a mother, this was absolutely unacceptable.

Once a crack has been created, it is very difficult to mend.

This so-called "home" would probably only end up on the road to divorce in the end.

However, these were all things for later. Right now, she must get her illness cured first.

Once the illness is cured, she would find a stable job.

Only then would she have the confidence and ability to bring Chen Shuangshuang by her side.

By then, the two daughters could accompany each other often and support each other.

Her daughter Zhang Yan, who had been lonely for too long, could also have one more relative who truly treated her sincerely.

Of course, there was also—the relationship between Zhang Yan and Tang Song.

After observing for these few short hours, she had already seen a lot.

Her daughter was already deeply involved, but she was insecure and introverted, while that young man happened to be so excellent and outstanding; Zhang Yan and Tang Song's relationship was destined to be hesitant and retreating.

Such a relationship was a bomb, perhaps it would be detonated one day in the future.

Zhou Hui, who had suffered from emotional wounds and struggled through two failed marriages for half her life, knew the power of this bomb too well.

Given Zhang Yan's personality, she couldn't bear it at all.

Either don't start! Or—go all the way to the dark!

She must help her daughter!

In the corridor.

Tang Song held Zhang Yan, who was exhausted from the intense emotional fluctuations, and his breathing was full of the faint, clean scent of shampoo from her hair.

This moment had a unique sense of satisfaction, making his heartbeat faster and faster.

She was very light, her body as thin as a feather, and one could feel the slenderness of her bones through her clothes.

The whole person was completely lying on him, her hot cheeks pressed against his chest. Zhang Yan didn't move, staring blankly with wide eyes, the whole person wrapped in the clean and warm aura from him.

Her mind was full of the face that had just leaned in, and that kiss with a moist breath.

A thought echoed crazily and uncontrollably in her mind.

Tang Song kissed me—Tang Song kissed me. For her, Tang Song was the secret she had buried in her heart for more than ten years, and also the white moonlight that could bring her warmth and strength in countless lonely nights.

Originally, this dream-like reunion over the past two days had already put all her emotions in a high state.

Now, this sudden kiss instantly broke all her defenses.

A scorching warm current burst out from her heart and rushed to her limbs and bones.

Her cheeks and earlobes seemed to be ignited, burning hot, shockingly hot.

Her brain was dizzy, feeling like she could faint at any time.

This embrace lasted for a long time.

Long enough to smooth out the panic of her past ten years.

Finally, accompanied by footsteps and conversations coming from somewhere.

Only then did she struggle gently, as if waking from a dream.

Tang Song took the opportunity to slowly release her, but his hands still supported her arms vaguely, afraid she would be unstable again.

"How is it? Classmate Zhang Yan." He looked down at her, his voice carrying a smile, "Did you feel the power I lent you?"

"I—you—" Zhang Yan's flustered gaze fell on the ground, not daring to look him in the eye, and finally just nodded imperceptibly.

Her brain hadn't recovered from the extreme impact just now.

Tang Song looked at her and shifted the topic to the care of Orange.

Mentioning the cat, Zhang Yan's emotions finally returned to calm.

After a while.

Tang Song asked in a conversational tone: "I heard from Lulu that the 'Shucheng Technology' you work at now seems to have had some problems recently? Are the employees all preparing to jump ship?"

Hearing the two words "work," Zhang Yan's body subconsciously tensed up again.

She answered stammeringly: "Mm—yes, it is."

She paused, as if gathering huge courage, and added another sentence, "I will pay you back the expenses for my mother's illness bit by bit."

She had held this sentence in her heart for a long time. Although saying it in front of him might be like a childish joke, she still wanted to say it.

Probably also for that insignificant bit of "self-esteem" and "insecurity" in her heart.

Hearing her words, Tang Song raised his eyebrows, not answering immediately.

With his current emotional intelligence and experience, he of course knew what Zhang Yan was thinking.

He had already given the other party too much help; if he continued to add to it without reservation, given Zhang Yan's personality, she would definitely not be able to accept it, and it might even become an unbearable burden.

He had to use a more tactful way that she could accept better.

Looking at his silent expression, Zhang Yan's heart hung up suddenly, fearing he would misunderstand.

"I don't have any other meaning, I just—I just don't want—don't want—this is after all my mother's illness, I—"

She didn't know what she should say either, her face flushed red.

"I know what you mean." Tang Song gently patted her head, interrupting her incoherence, "Then work and pay it back slowly.

But with so much money, if you want to pay it off, you definitely need a stable, promising job."

Zhang Yan's expression paused, her lips moving: "I will work hard."

"You should know that Lulu went for an interview today, right? It's Xingyun International Group. Her second round passed." Tang Song continued: "Xingyun is undergoing strategic expansion, and the Yangcheng branch will deeply connect with the AI marketing direction. The prospects are very good, and they are also hiring in large numbers.

This is a very good opportunity."

"Mm, I heard from Lulu." Zhang Yan bit her lip, looked up at him, and said seriously: "I—I will submit a resume later and try hard. But my mother can't be left alone here, so it might take a while."

Actually, she also knew that she probably wouldn't even pass the resume screening.

She transferred from the education and training industry and missed the golden period of new media development. Facing such a big company, she had no competitiveness at all. However, the kiss Tang Song just gave her really seemed to have planted a seed in her heart.

Perhaps in the future, she could really "transform."

"Do you want me to recommend you? I have a very good relationship with an executive at Xingyun International Group." Tang Song threw out an olive branch at the right time.

Zhang Yan was startled, then immediately shook her head: "No need, really no need!"

She understood that with the ability and power Tang Song displayed, his "recommendation" was definitely not just a recommendation.

It might even give her a very high salary.

But she instinctively didn't want to owe him more.

Although she never dared to compare herself with Liu Liu Qingning, if even finding a job required his help,

then she would really be too pathetic.

The bit of "self-esteem" remaining in her heart made her make the most direct refusal.

Looking at her appearance, Tang Song leaned closer to her, his scorching breath spraying on her forehead.

Their gazes met in the air. "Ah—" Zhang Yan let out a low cry, her pair of almond eyes trembling violently.

Tang Song looked at her pair of panicked eyes and suddenly said: "Zhang Yan, in my heart, you are very special. Being able to help you makes me feel very happy and also gives me a sense of satisfaction. Think about my proposal carefully, okay?"

This sentence, which carried a "confession" meaning, instantly hit Zhang Yan's softest heart defense.

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly again, and she almost forgot to breathe.

Special—I am special... Looking at her appearance of being about to faint, Tang Song had to pull back to a safe distance again.

"Auntie still has to do several examinations this afternoon, it will be very hard. You go back to the ward and have a good rest. I'm going out for a while to handle some work."

Zhang Yan said "Mm" blankly, following behind Tang Song.

Walking toward the ward.

Pushing open the door, the gazes of Zhou Hui and Chen Chen Shuangshuang immediately cast over.

Tang Song smiled at them and said: "Auntie, Chen Shuangshuang, I have some urgent matters at the company to handle, so I'll leave first. If there's any situation here, call me anytime."

Zhou Hui hurriedly supported her body to sit up, "Tang Song, today—today really thank you so much, Auntie doesn't even know what to say—"

"Auntie, don't be polite, health is the most important."

After exchanging pleasantries, Tang Song looked at Zhang Yan again and turned to leave.

Until his figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, Zhang Yan felt like a deflated ball, walking to her mother's bedside and sitting down.

Her cheeks were still flushed with an abnormal redness, her mind wandering, a complete mess.

Zhou Hui looked at her daughter's absent-minded appearance and sighed in her heart.

She asked softly: "A-Yan, how did you and Tang Song meet?"

Zhang Yan suddenly came back to her senses, her gaze falling on her fingers. After a long time, she answered in a voice that was almost inaudible: "... Junior high school classmates."

Hearing this incredible answer, an unusually bright light burst out from Zhou Hui's turbid eyes!

The biggest stone in her heart fell slightly.

A warm smile bloomed on her face, and she began to chat with her daughter about the past in Jing County in a tone filled with reminiscence.

Between mother and daughter, although they had become much closer emotionally because of this sudden serious illness,

the gap formed by more than ten years of separation still existed.

Zhou Hui knew that many things couldn't be rushed; she needed to open her daughter's heart defenses first.

After two o'clock in the afternoon.

Xingyun International Group, Yangcheng Branch.

"Dong dong dong—"

A knock sounded.

"Please come in!" A slightly lazy but dignified female voice came from inside the office.

Tang Song pushed the door and entered, seeing the figure sitting on the large office chair at a glance.

Outside the window was the prosperous skyline of Zhujiang New Town.

Wen Wen Ruan was wearing a dark gray silk shirt and trousers of the same color, wrapping her breathtakingly plump curves.

She leaned elegantly behind the office desk, legs crossed, her posture calm.

She had both the confident elegance unique to workplace women and a touch of natural charm.

Very charming.

Seeing Tang Song, Wen Wen Ruan kicked the desk gently with her foot, slid backward, and looked at him with a teasing expression, "Yo, isn't this our big boss who suddenly 'evaporated'? Back?"

The original agenda was to discuss the due diligence details of "Smart Chain Future" together, but during the break, Tang Song disappeared directly.

Asking him where he went, he also answered ambiguously.

It was very obvious that something was fishy.

Tang Song smiled, walked behind Wen Wen Ruan, and naturally placed his hands on her tense shoulders, kneading with moderate strength.

"Work hard, my dear Wen Ruan Wen Ruan."

"Mm-hmm~"

Wen Wen Ruan immediately let out a comfortable moan, her tense back instantly relaxing, and she leaned back lazily on the chair.

Closing her eyes, she enjoyed this sudden service to her heart's content.

"Why so attentive suddenly?" She didn't even open her eyes, but the corners of her mouth hooked into a teasing arc, "Could it be that you have something to ask of me?"

"Hehe, you are my girlfriend, isn't it natural to help you massage?" Tang Song's voice was low and gentle.

As he spoke, his hands moved along her slender neck, passing through the shirt collar without a trace, and slowly moving downward.

"Ah!" Wen Wen Ruan let out a low cry, but didn't stop his movements, instead slightly lifting her chest.

Tang Song's hands were really something.

Knuckles distinct, slender and powerful, carrying a temperature that could make one addicted.

Even if she wasn't a hand-control, she loved it to death.

After a while.

Tang Song withdrew his hands with satisfaction, picked the big sister up from the chair, then sat down himself, and then placed her steadily on his lap.

His fingertips wandered lightly on her smooth and delicate skin, and he kissed her cheek.

He said softly: "Wen Ruan Wen Ruan, let me tell you a story."

"Oh?" Wen Wen Ruan's peach-blossom eyes, shimmering with water, blinked, "What story?"

"This story starts from 2007—"

Wen Wen Ruan was stunned. Why did this sentence sound so familiar?

Oh, right!

A few months ago, when Liu Liu Qingning added her as a friend for the first time, she said she wanted to tell her the story of her and Tang Song as childhood sweethearts.

The opening line was exactly the same!

Good fellow, worthy of being the original white moonlight, this telepathy and tacit understanding were simply...

"In Dongzhang Village of Jing County, there was a little girl—"

However, soon, as Tang Song's story unfolded slowly, her thoughts were completely attracted.

The expressions on her charming face changed constantly.

Sun Yat-sen University Cancer Center, rest area outside the special ward.

"So, now we are just waiting for the specific treatment plan to come out, and then start using that CAR-T drug?"

Lulu's face still carried undissipated shock.

Zhang Yan nodded gently, "Mm, Director He said that we need to do some more gene matching and comprehensive assessment of physical condition, which will take about a week."

"Tang Zong is too righteous! Simply a god-like friend!" Lulu was filled with emotion, "I heard that the special ward of this hospital, let alone living in it, ordinary people can't even touch the door! Now with so many top experts consulting together, Auntie will definitely be fine this time!"

After Lulu finished her interview at Xingyun International Group, she wanted to rush over anxiously.

However, because Tang Song had already gone over, she didn't come to disturb for the time being, first returning to the company to handle work matters properly,

only then did she run over without stopping.

After listening to Zhang Yan finish Tang Song's series of swift and decisive operations.

Her heart, which had been hanging the whole time, was finally truly put down.

"Zhang Yan!" Lulu leaned closer, finally unable to hold back, the flames of gossip burning fiercely in her eyes, "You honestly confess, what exactly is your relationship with Tang Song? It wouldn't really be boyfriend and girlfriend, right?"

"Ah!" Zhang Yan's face turned red instantly, shaking her head vigorously: "No, no, no, just—just friends."

"I know you're friends, but are you friends in the ambiguous period? Otherwise, he couldn't possibly help you this much, he definitely has a good impression of you!"

"No, it's not—" Zhang Yan stammered, her mind thinking of the kiss and hug in the corridor earlier.

She was not a person good at lying, and for a moment, she didn't know how to explain it.

Seeing her appearance, Lulu understood seven or eight points immediately.

After teasing her with a laugh, she excitedly lowered her voice, "I ran into Tang Song when I went for an interview at Xingyun International Group! You don't know how coincidental it was! I had just finished my second round and walked out of the conference room when I ran into him! The people following him were all the big leaders of our group's headquarters! That guy, he just said one light sentence, and my interview was stable on the spot!"

She described that dramatic scene at Xingyun headquarters with gestures, her words full of worship and gratitude for Tang Song.

Of course, she also hoped that she could use this way to make her good friend's mood a little happier.

Her mother got cancer; for a personality like Zhang Yan's that was already introverted and sensitive, the pressure was imaginable.

Listening to Lulu's words, Zhang Yan was stunned, "Tang Song is a leader at Xingyun International Group's headquarters?"

"No." Lulu shook her head and added mysteriously: "After I received the offer, I specifically found the HR lady who contacted me and asked around."

"She said that Tang Zong is not an executive at Xingyun, but he has a very, very deep cooperative relationship with our group!"

"And, our group's Director Wen is Tang Song's good friend!"

As she spoke, Lulu's eyes began to shine: "You didn't see that Director Wen, my god, that figure, that aura, that beauty,

simply... at a glance, she is the kind of real female elite that only exists in TV dramas! She is a real big shot!"

Zhang Yan listened silently, her lips pursed tighter.

Her mind began to wander uncontrollably.

Was the friend at Xingyun International Group that Tang Song mentioned earlier this Director Wen?

Also, like such an excellent person, his friends must all be very powerful people, right...

Lulu took out her phone excitedly while talking.

She brought the screen in front of her, "Look, look, this is my offer! I have to say, big companies are really awesome! The base salary is directly 10,000, five insurances and one fund, and it's fully paid! Fully paid! And there are all kinds of benefits and performance bonuses! It won't be long before

I can take out a loan to buy a house in our hometown, using the housing provident fund loan, the interest is also low!"

"Congratulations, Lulu." Zhang Yan looked at the bright smile from the bottom of her friend's heart and felt happy for her in her heart.

Lulu hugged Zhang Yan's arm excitedly, "Zhang Yan, you should also hurry up and come to Xingyun International! With this relationship with Tang Song, it's ten thousand times better than that broken Shucheng Technology! If you come, we can be colleagues!"

Listening to her words, Zhang Yan bit her lip, "I—I'll think about it—"

Subsequently, she seemed to suddenly remember something and asked in a low voice: "Can I find the information about that Director Wen online?"

"Of course you can!" Lulu immediately got into the spirit, "I specifically checked, she is a real person whose name is hung on the official website, a board member of Xingyun International Group, a real big leader!"

Lulu looked while talking, and searched skillfully on her phone.

Soon, she clicked on a news report.

"Look, look, it's this one, the financial interview from a while ago."

Zhang Yan took the phone.

On the screen, an exquisite, high-quality commercial portrait entered her eyes.

The woman in the photo was confident, elegant, and full of charm.

Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the screen, carrying an innate, powerful aura.

An indescribable sense of insecurity surged into Zhang Yan's heart like a tide again.

So, the people around him were all such radiant existences.

This Director Wen was really so excellent.

She slid the screen silently, looking through the interview about corporate strategy and market layout unconsciously.

Subsequently, at the end of the article, a related link marked in blue font attracted her attention.

【Xingyun International Group announces deep strategic cooperation with Liu Qingning Technology to jointly participate in the cutting-edge AR project "Xuanji Xuanji Guang Jie"】

Liu Qingning Technology... seeing the two words "Liu Qingning," Zhang Yan's heart jumped.

She clicked in by some strange coincidence.

The page jumped immediately to an in-depth report about the project "Xuanji Xuanji Guang Jie."

Lulu said excitedly on the side: "Wow, this is news that just came out two days ago, so amazing! Our company is actually cooperating with Liu Qingning Technology! That is one of the best AI companies! Awesome!"

Although she had just received the offer, she had completely regarded herself as a member of Xingyun International.

"Really amazing." Zhang Yan sighed along with her, continuing to look through the news.

Suddenly!

A name that was familiar to the extreme, already deeply ingrained in her bones, hit her pupils without warning.

【—Person in charge of the "Qingmi AI" business under Liu Qingning Technology, and also the software application layer docking person in charge of this project—Liu Liu Qingning.】

Zhang Yan only felt that the whole world lost its sound in an instant, her breathing becoming rapid and numb.

The chattering praise from Lulu in her ears turned into a distant buzzing.

The soft and warm light in the rest area of the special ward seemed to have been drained of its temperature.

Liu Liu Qingning. ===== CHAPTER 588 =====

Liu Liu Qingning.