Chapter 663

Rongcheng Second People's Hospital.

The sky outside the window was gradually stained with a layer of orange-red.

After finishing the discharge procedures, Cheng Qiuqiu returned to the front of the ward, her mind elsewhere.

"Ms. Cheng!" "Ms. Cheng!"

The Sheng Tang security guards guarding the door bowed slightly.

Cheng Qiuqiu hurriedly followed and bowed as well, then walked quickly into the ward.

Lawyer Luo Bin had been gone for almost an hour, but even now she was still a bit dazed.

It felt like she was dreaming.

She certainly knew Tang Song was very capable; she had witnessed his grandeur before during the team-building in Wushan.

But she never thought that Tang Song would care about her so much.

Rongcheng and Yancheng are 1,300 kilometers apart.

Even when he was so busy, he had been silently paying attention to her situation.

He even found a lawyer and security for her in advance.

For Cheng Qiuqiu, who had been extremely lacking in a sense of security and belonging since childhood, the feeling in her heart could no longer be described in words.

She didn't even know how to say "thank you" to Tang Song.

So until now, she hadn't dared to give him a call.

Seeing her daughter walk in, Li Meihua, who had been restless, immediately greeted her and grabbed her daughter's hand.

She first carefully glanced at the black-suited men guarding outside the door, then pulled Qiuqiu to the innermost part of the ward.

Using a voice that only the two of them could hear, she asked urgently: "Qiuqiu, that—that Tang Zong, who exactly is he?"

She had been holding back this sentence for a full three hours.

Before, the ward was crowded and noisy, and she didn't dare to ask more.

Now, finally, only the mother and daughter were left.

Those great lawyers who only existed in news reports, the black-clad bodyguards only seen in TV dramas, and the fearful attitude of those two people from 【Xuyuan Real Estate】

and 【Xiongshi Security】 who were stubborn in front but respectful behind, were simply too much of a shock for Li Meihua.

Qiuqiu was silent for a moment before whispering: "He is the boss of my current company."

"Boss?" Li Meihua was stunned, "Is that the new company you mentioned with a monthly salary of over ten thousand? Why would he do us such a big favor?"

Qiuqiu bit her lip, her complexion becoming somewhat unnatural, and she didn't answer her mother's question.

Li Meihua's heart jumped violently, staring fixedly at her daughter's eyes, "Could it be that he has some ideas about you?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qiuqiu lowered her head and sat on the stool in the corner, "Don't worry about my business."

Li Meihua looked at her daughter's appearance and instantly understood something.

This was flesh that had fallen off her own body; even if there was a lack of communication between them, she still knew what kind of personality Qiuqiu had.

If there really was nothing going on, with her cold and stubborn nature, she would definitely have immediately retorted, rather than defaulting like this.

In other words, she really had an unclear relationship with this mysterious boss.

This also made sense; if there wasn't this layer of special intimate relationship, why would someone do you such a big favor?

Mobilize such great energy? Was he bored?

She grabbed her daughter's arm, her face full of panic, "Qiuqiu, you—what exactly is going on with you?! I heard from Xiao Gao that you were dating a boyfriend in Yancheng, and he was a scumbag who stepped on several boats! Now, why has this boss of yours popped up? What exactly is the situation?!"

Cheng Qiuqiu looked at her mother, bit her lip, and finally spoke, "The two people you mentioned are actually the same person."

Hearing this, Li Meihua was completely stunned: "What is this—"

She never expected that the "damn scumbag" and "daughter's boyfriend" she had been scolding behind his back was actually this all-powerful boss.

This situation had completely exceeded her cognitive scope.

Just at this moment, Qiuqiu added another sentence that made her even more unable to understand: "And, he is not my boyfriend, don't talk nonsense anymore."

Li Meihua's hand exerted force suddenly.

A terrible thought emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Not a boyfriend?

Could it be that she is a mistress kept by someone?

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

She had been struggling at the bottom of society for half her life, in the back kitchens of restaurants, in those places where all kinds of people mixed; what kind of dirty things hadn't she seen?

What kind of dirty talk hadn't she heard?

A rich boss, a young and beautiful female subordinate.

Did the things behind this still need guessing?

Her family owed someone such a big favor; what could a big boss who could turn his hands to make clouds and cover them to make rain want?

Nothing more than her daughter's natural good skin.

No wonder, no wonder Qiuqiu, who had just graduated, could get such a high salary.

A sense of humiliation, mixed with anger at her daughter's "lack of ambition," instantly surged into her heart.

That daughter on whom she had pinned all her hopes and of whom she was so proud, how could she have taken such a path?

She opened her mouth, looked at her daughter's stubborn face, but couldn't say a single word of the prepared questioning.

Because she knew it was her own incompetence that had made her daughter suffer with her for so many years.

It was her own lack of brains that had caused the family's last bit of money to be lost.

Now, it was the big boss who was spending money and effort to pull the mother and daughter out of this mud pit, hiring the best lawyers in the country and bodyguards to protect them.

What could she use to scold?

Thinking of that "boss" who might be older than herself, and her daughter who was like a flower.

Li Meihua felt so heartbroken she couldn't breathe.

Just at this moment.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The knocking sound rang out again.

Su Wenxuan, wearing a white coat, walked in, holding a document in his hand.

"Dr. Su, you're here."

"Aunt Li, this is your final injury appraisal report and discharge summary; I've already had the hospital office stamp it, please keep it safe."

"Oh my, thank you, thank you so much, Dr. Su." Li Meihua hurriedly took it with both hands.

"You're welcome, it's my duty."

Su Wenxuan stood there, his gaze involuntarily glancing at Qiuqiu by the window, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

He couldn't help but recall again the expression of his classmate who had come over before and seen that "lawyer team" of Luo Bin, an expression so shocked he almost knelt down on the spot.

That scene was simply something else.

Although he was very curious about the origin of that mysterious "Tang Zong" and his true relationship with Qiuqiu.

But he also had self-knowledge, knowing that he and she were people from two different worlds.

He could also be considered someone who could let go.

In the end, his feeling for this cold girl was mostly just a momentary heartbeat; after all, she was truly too beautiful.

If one really talked about personality, she actually wasn't very suitable to be a wife.

After chatting simply for two more sentences, Su Wenxuan made an excuse about checking the wards and turned to leave.

Watching his upright and scholarly back, Li Meihua felt an indescribable sense of regret in her heart.

In her view, this Dr. Su was truly a one-in-a-million good match.

Regardless of profession, family background, or personality, he was impeccable.

He was also good-looking and was truly a perfect match for her daughter.

She didn't know what kind of person that mysterious "Tang Zong" was, but subconsciously, she always felt that such a powerful big boss should be an elderly, serious middle-aged man.

She wanted to ask, but was worried about being heard by the security guards at the door.

Packing up the few luggage items, everything was ready.

The Sheng Tang security people were extremely efficient; one person easily carried everything in their hands.

Accompanied by four burly men in black suits, they walked all the way out.

In the corridor, whether it was the doctors and nurses walking in a hurry on weekdays or other patients' family members, upon seeing them, they all subconsciously retreated to the side, casting gazes mixed with awe and curiosity.

After going downstairs, they saw a pitch-black and solemn Mercedes-Benz V-Class business vehicle parked quietly at the entrance.

The car door was opened by a bodyguard, and the mother and daughter sat in somewhat awkwardly.

The interior space was wide, the interior was high-end, and it was so quiet one could almost hear the breathing.

Li Meihua sat cautiously on the large aviation seat, her fingers gently rubbing the soft and delicate Nappa leather.

Feeling this unprecedented special treatment that only belonged to big shots, she was filled with mixed feelings for a time.

Two business vehicles drove along the main road for a while.

They drove slowly into an old relocation housing community full of a thick atmosphere of the marketplace.

When the car drove to the community entrance, the guard who usually loved to ignore her and even occasionally made things difficult for her ran out of the security booth almost immediately, nodding and bowing to raise the barrier for them personally.

The brand-new luxurious Mercedes-Benz business vehicle formed an extremely strong and out-of-place contrast with the mottled buildings and messy environment around it.

Cheng Qiuqiu lowered her head, looking at her phone, on the screen was Tang Song's chat box.

She typed and deleted, hesitating about what to send.

Soon, the car approached the familiar Building 7.

Li Meihua looked at the old neighbors who were gathering at the entrance of the mahjong hall downstairs, pointing and gesturing at their side.

Subconsciously, she straightened her back.

She pressed the electric window button somewhat unskillfully, and the smooth window slid down silently.

She rested her elbow casually on the window edge, a brilliant smile on her face, and said with full breath:

"Yo, Wang, Sister Liu, are you all here 'fighting to the end'? Wait until I'm done with these two days of busyness, and I'll come and play a few rounds with you!"

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, but enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Watching their dumbfounded expressions, with their chins almost falling to the ground.

A huge sense of vanity, mixed with a retaliatory pleasure, instantly drowned Li Meihua.

Having lived here for so many years, as a "widowed mother" from out of town, and also running a small snack shop nearby.

She had often been pointed at and gossiped about behind her back.

Especially regarding this house being unfinished and the injury from defending rights, she knew with her toes.

This group of people must have been making up countless ugly things behind her back, waiting to see her joke.

Maybe they were just mocking her.

And now, she, Li Meihua, had returned in a luxury car with bodyguards.

It could be considered a moment of triumph.

This feeling was truly too great, and it even reduced her worry about her daughter by a lot.

Waving at the neighbors.

Li Meihua closed the car window again, her gaze looking toward the familiar unit door ahead.

Immediately, her expression froze.

Just at the unit entrance, a young man was getting out of a two-tone Bentley car.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, paired with a camel-gray suit of excellent texture.

His figure was tall and upright, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

The sunset glow spilled obliquely from the gaps between the buildings in the west, plating him with a layer of soft golden outline.

Just a side profile radiated a powerful aura that was hard to ignore, noble and calm.

Immediately after, he turned and looked straight toward their direction.

The evening breeze blew gently, stirring the wisps of hair on his forehead, revealing a handsome face.

His nose bridge was high, his lip line clear, and his deep eyes flowed in the light and shadow.

This was the most outstanding young man Li Meihua had ever seen in her life.

And looking at that Bentley, it was clearly not rich then noble.

She subconsciously looked at her daughter beside her; Qiuqiu was still lowering her head, looking at her phone in a daze.

Li Meihua sighed in her heart; if her daughter could find such a boyfriend, then—

However, she also knew this was all wishful thinking.

The Mercedes-Benz business vehicle stopped steadily.

The bodyguard got out first and respectfully opened the car door for them.

Li Meihua pulled her daughter who was still in a daze, and the two began to get out of the car one after another.

Immediately after, she saw Wang Kui, the leader of the four bodyguards, pass directly in front of the car and run almost at a trot to the side of the young man.

Bowing respectfully.

His voice was steady and full of awe: "Mr. Tang!"

"Mr. Tang!" The other 3 bodyguards also followed suit and bowed, not straightening up for a long time.

Li Meihua stood on the spot, completely stunned.

"Thank you for your hard work." The young man nodded slightly.

Qiuqiu's body trembled violently.

She suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Buzz—" A daze in her mind.

He had appeared before her eyes without any warning, crossing a thousand miles.

In this early winter evening in Rongcheng, downstairs in this community that carried many of her gray memories.

Very unreal.

"Qiuqiu." Tang Song walked through the dim light and shadow, coming before her, looking at the haggard designer.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player, the third flower of 【Dream Flower Seed】 has bloomed successfully!"

Immediately after, the camellia flower blooming on her head turned into a starlight and merged into his body.

【Comprehension +1】

A clarity in Tang Song's mind.

However, there was no prompt of 【Cultivation Ended】, indicating that Qiuqiu still had potential to be tapped, and her desire to feed back to him was extremely strong.

Qiuqiu stared blankly and met his gaze, "Tang Song—how come you are here?"

"Of course, I was worried about you," his voice was full of obvious gentleness and concern, "How are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Qiuqiu opened her dry lips, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes.

At this moment, her inner sense of security reached its peak.

It seemed all fear and unease dissipated with his arrival.

Immediately after, Tang Song looked at the middle-aged woman beside him who was full of shock.

Politely and gently, he said: "Hello, Auntie, I am Tang Song, Qiuqiu's friend."

"Oh oh—you, hello—"

Li Meihua replied subconsciously, her brain blank.

Tang Song?

He is that "Tang Zong"?

He is her daughter's boss?

How could he be such an unbelievably young and handsome guy?!

The subversive cognitive shock, as well as the surprise from the bottom of her heart, made her body tremble slightly.

Immediately after, she took half a step forward, her voice changing tone from excitement:

"Oh my, you are that Tang Zong that Qiuqiu mentioned!"

"Tang Zong! Thank you so much! If it weren't for you—we, we mother and daughter wouldn't have known what to do this time!"

"Hurry, hurry, come inside and sit—"

She enthusiastically pulled Tang Song, and also dragged her daughter who was still in a daze, taking the two of them to the second floor.

Walking into that small room.

This was a typical old-fashioned unit apartment from the nineties; the area was not large, and the decoration style was long outdated.

But every corner of the room was kept clean and tidy, full of the atmosphere of life.

Li Meihua was busy pouring water and serving melon seeds and peanuts, very enthusiastically.

After chatting with Tang Song for only two sentences.

She slapped her thigh, her face carrying a bit of annoyance: "Look at my brain! There's been no one at home these days, and there's no food in the fridge! Tang Song, you wait, I'll go down and buy some fresh things now. Tonight, I'll cook personally and make you a few of the most authentic home-style Sichuan dishes!"

Tang Song hurriedly stood up: "Auntie, no need to be so troublesome, we can just go out to eat. Your body just got out of the hospital, you need to rest well."

"How can that be!" Li Meihua's cheeks glowed red from excitement, "It's rare for you to come to our house, and you've helped us so much, how can I let you eat outside! I used to run a snack shop, and my cooking skills are no worse than those big restaurants!"

As she spoke, she ordered her daughter: "Qiuqiu! Entertain Tang Song well, keep him company and chat!"

After finishing, she picked up a bag and pushed the door open in a rush, leaving.

The room instantly became quiet.

Tang Song's gaze turned to a green wooden door that had been knocked open on the right.

Looking into the room.

His and Qiuqiu's first 【Dream】 should have been in that room.

A strange feeling of deja vu surged up instantly.

The layout of the room hadn't changed at all, but the furniture and decorations inside had all been replaced; that old wooden window that always creaked "ouch" in the night wind had been replaced with a brand-new aluminum alloy window; that desk with the broken drawer had also become a beautiful IKEA-style desk.

The walls were covered with many posters of Su Yu.

Tang Song still clearly remembered, in the dream, the teenage Qiuqiu curled up on the bed, trembling with fear.

At thirteen, she suddenly came from the countryside of Sichuan to Rongcheng, this bustling and strange metropolis, losing all the friends she once had.

Because of her accent, family background, and other reasons, she was out of place with everything around her and was often bullied.

Unfortunately, her mother was busy making a living and couldn't take care of her at all; it was precisely in that kind of environment that she developed that cold, distant, and extremely insecure personality later on. Tang Song sighed in his heart and cast his gaze again toward Qiuqiu, who was sitting on the sofa with her head lowered.

It seemed he saw the shadow of that little girl from back then on her again.

Ripples surged in Tang Song's heart.

Sensing his gaze, Qiuqiu's complexion instantly became somewhat unnatural, and she subconsciously shrank her body to the side.

"Why have you suddenly become so strange? Or is it that you don't want to talk to me?"

"No!" Qiuqiu raised her head abruptly and hurriedly explained: "I—I just—thank you—today—"

She stammered, anxious and not knowing what to say.

"Alright, no need to explain, I know." Tang Song smiled and sat down beside her naturally.

Reaching out to gently wrap his arm around her waist and back.

Qiuqiu's body stiffened, but breathing in the familiar scent on him, her body quickly relaxed again.

Feeling an indescribable sense of security, she felt dizzy.

In the silence, only her clear heartbeat remained.

Tang Song's hand patted gently on her thin back.

Qiuqiu's body became softer and softer.

Gradually, she didn't know when, her whole person leaned into his embrace.

The tension and unease of these days seemed to have found a harbor to dock at this moment.

Qiuqiu quietly raised her head, looking at Tang Song's side profile close at hand, and an impulse she couldn't understand herself surged in her heart.

Blurted out: "ba—"

The voice was very light, but in such a quiet environment, it was exceptionally clear.

She hurriedly closed her mouth tightly, her body trembling violently due to huge shame.

What was wrong with her? How could she not help but want to call him—Tang Song was stunned, the expression on his face somewhat strange, "What's wrong, Qiuqiu?"

"Nothing! Nothing!" Qiuqiu hurriedly shook her head, not daring to look into his eyes.

Tang Song took a deep breath, the impulse mixed with pity and possessiveness that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

His arm exerted slight force, directly picking her up and letting her sit sideways on his lap.

"Ah—·ming—"

Qiuqiu let out a short, surprised cry, before she could react.

Tang Song had already leaned forward and kissed her cold and trembling lips forcefully.

Qiuqiu's eyes first widened, then closed again.

Without any resistance, she let him kiss and explore.

Gradually, she even began to respond awkwardly and clumsily.

Pouring all her reliance and love into this kiss.

Feeling the designer's obedience, breathing in the cold fragrance on her body.

A stronger impulse surged up.

His hand gradually disappeared into the air.

Immediately after, he clearly felt Qiuqiu's violent heartbeat.

The 【Dream Flower Seed】 on her head began to tremble and sway.

Qiuqiu was clearly startled and almost bit Tang Song.

Opening her eyes abruptly, she met Tang Song's burning eyes.

Feeling his irresistible movements.

She subconsciously chose obedience, and her heart couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.

In the quiet room, only the increasingly rapid breathing of the two intertwined remained.

Tang Song looked at Qiuqiu's imperial sister face, which was always cold as ice, becoming hot and flushed bit by bit.

A huge sense of achievement and satisfaction instantly filled his entire heart.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

"Buzz buzz buzz——buzz buzz buzz—"

A harsh mobile phone vibration sounded abruptly from the coffee table.

Qiuqiu woke up instantly like a startled rabbit.

She glanced at the phone with the lit screen on the coffee table and whispered: "It's—it's Lingling's call—"

"It's okay, you answer yours." Tang Song remained unmoved.

Qiuqiu bit her lip, hesitated for a while, but still picked up the phone.

Just after answering the call, Lingling's high-decibel voice full of vitality came from the receiver:

"Qiuqiu! Qiuqiu! You hurry up and look at Weibo! Hurry up and look at Su Yu's Weibo, ah ah ah ah ah! Something big happened! A huge thing!"

Hearing it was news about her idol Su Yu, Qiuqiu immediately asked nervously: "What happened to Su Yu?! What happened to her?!"

"She's going to have a lottery!" Lingling's voice was full of ecstasy, "Su Yu is going to draw two fans, one male and one female, to go to Paris with her next month to celebrate her birthday! Air tickets and hotels are all included! There are also special customized gifts! Oh my god! What kind of fairy idol is this! If I could be drawn, I—I would faint on the spot!"

"Accompany her to celebrate her birthday?!"

Qiuqiu exclaimed, she even forgot that she was in a "dangerous situation," and her whole person trembled slightly with excitement.

Hearing their conversation, Tang Song's small movements also stopped.

Su Yu is having a lottery for her birthday? Going to Paris?

Just at this moment, a crisp system prompt sounded in his ear.

"Ding! You have triggered the role interaction task 【The Diva's Birthday Invitation】, please go to the 【Task Center】 to view."

【Task Content: Su Yu has released a "Birthday Lottery" activity on the full network today. Due to long-term emotional suppression and insecurity, her heart is on the verge of losing control. Please forward this dynamic and participate in this lottery activity to soothe her emotions with actions. And finally, go to Paris as a "winning fan" to accompany her through an unforgettable birthday.

【Task Reward: Role Interaction Gift Pack*1】