Chapter 589

Even in her dreams, Tang Song could still feel Qiuqiu's trembling and fear.

She was hugging him tightly, saying something while sobbing.

"They are all bad people—they bully Qiuqiu—that lawyer, that fat man... they bully Mom—the money can't be gotten back, and the house isn't ours anymore."

"I'm useless... I can't do anything—they are so fierce—I'm so scared—I'm so scared—"

Clearly, her appearance was already that of a cold and mature mature woman, but her state and words at this moment were still like that little girl from before.

Tang Song's heart was pricked, and he patted her back gently.

His voice was gentle and firm: "Don't be afraid, Qiuqiu, Dad is here. Who bullied you? Tell me."

From Qiuqiu's figure and appearance at this time, it could be seen that it must be the problem she encountered in reality.

He had always known that this cold designer friend of his, who looked like an iceberg, was actually particularly timid inside.

Thunderstorms, darkness, horror movies, she was afraid of them all.

"Yes, Dad is here." Qiuqiu lifted her tear-stained face, looking at his blurry face. "Dad, save me, beat the bad guys."

"Who are the bad guys? Qiuqiu, did you encounter something? Don't be afraid, I will beat all the bad guys down.

Be good."

Tang Song stroked her orange-brown long hair.

Under his gentle guidance, Qiuqiu's emotions gradually calmed down a bit.

She sobbed and poured out everything that had happened recently, bit by bit.

From her mother buying a house for 2 million, to the unfinished project, getting injured while defending rights, and then to the scenes of today.

Tang Song's brow furrowed, gradually understanding, "...that lawyer is so powerful... he said a lot of things I couldn't understand. He said—he said we couldn't win the lawsuit, and the house wouldn't be ours in the end—"

"And that black fat man—that security company's—he is so fierce, like a gangster—"

"Mom, when she opened a snack shop before—she was bullied by those people. They smashed our shop—Mom was pushed to the ground by them—I'm so scared—I'm really so scared—"

When Qiuqiu said this, her body started trembling violently again, as if falling into a deeper memory.

"Look into my eyes."

Tang Song lifted her wet face and gently wiped away her tears.

"Qiuqiu, don't be afraid, Dad will protect you, all the bad guys will be beaten away by me. I will also help you get back every cent of the house money."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." Tang Song picked her up from the simple companion bed.

The cold and dark hospital hallway instantly became warm and bright, and camellia flowers bloomed on the walls.

Qiuqiu instantly burst into laughter through tears. "Thank you, Dad."

Tang Song rubbed her head. "Let's go, Dad will take you home to sleep."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers lightly.

The surrounding scene slowly changed like a painting stained by water.

Immediately after, the two appeared in the large flat-floor apartment of Yanjing Huating.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the magnificent night view of Yancheng, as bright as a galaxy.

"Wow, what a beautiful house! I feel like I've been here before." Qiuqiu widened her eyes, stepping on the floor cautiously. "Yes, this is your home."

Tang Song held her hand and took her around the room.

Qiuqiu was a bit timid at first, but soon, the curiosity belonging to a young girl overcame her fear.

Drinks in the fridge, the drawing board in the study, the guitar in the bedroom—she touched here and looked there, soon becoming familiar with it, and her face revealed a true, heartfelt smile again.

Finally, she stood in the audio-visual room with a huge screen and surround sound, asking to play "Plants vs. Zombies."

Tang Song turned on the laser projector and game console, and played with her.

Qiuqiu naturally leaned on his lap, holding the controller.

Sometimes cheering for planting a "sunflower," sometimes beating his chest in annoyance because a "zombie" ate her "squash."

Her body was the mature appearance of the twenty-something-year-old in reality.

But her words and demeanor had turned back into that little girl of ten-something years old, full of undisguised innocence and reliance.

Tired from playing, she lay in Tang Song's arms, half-opening her sleepy eyes.

She started chattering to him about the five fluffy little chicks she raised at Grandma's house when she was little, and the big yellow dog next door that always liked to chase her.

She said that later, she stayed in Rongcheng for more than a year, and when she returned to her hometown, there were only three chicks left, and they had all grown into old hens that would lay eggs, and would never follow her again.

And that big yellow dog was stolen by a dog thief. Her voice became lighter and lighter, more and more blurry.

Don't know how much time passed, her breathing gradually became even.

On the [Dream Flower Seed] on her head, the prototype of a camellia flower appeared faintly.

November 29, 2023, Wednesday, cloudy.

Six o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Qiuqiu slowly opened her eyes.

Without the slightest fatigue or sleepiness, she only felt a sense of unprecedented refreshment surging through her whole body.

As if every cell in her body was full of vitality again after a night of deep rest.

Since returning to Rongcheng, in the hospital, she had been tossing and turning almost every night, and her whole person was in a tense and exhausted bad state.

But last night, she slept unusually peacefully and soundly.

It seemed she even had an incomparably warm dream.

However, when she tried to recall it seriously, those originally vivid pictures gradually became blurry and hazy.

In the end, only a vague emotion lingered in her heart, unable to be dispelled.

"Dad—"

She shouted subconsciously, and Tang Song's figure actually appeared in her mind.

Qiuqiu's face turned red instantly! Her whole person was like being struck by an electric current, and she sat up from the bed violently!

What—what was I thinking just now?!

A huge sense of shame submerged her instantly.

She sat there on the bed blankly for a long time before the heat on her face dropped a little.

She picked up her phone and was stunned.

On the screen, a new WeChat message sent half an hour ago was lying quietly.

[Tang Song: "( )/ Good morning, QQ, did you miss me?"]

Qiuqiu felt her heart, which had just calmed down, beating wildly again.

He took the initiative to send me a message again, and even asked if I missed him?

Qiuqiu stood up, her whole person nervous, not knowing where to put her fingers.

After deleting and modifying for a long time, she replied: "Good morning, Tang Song, I just woke up."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

[Tang Song: "Still haven't answered my question, did you miss me?"]

Qiuqiu's face turned red gradually, biting her lip, she replied: "Hmm, missed."

After sending the message, she felt her whole person floating. [Tang Song: Selfie.jpg]

Qiuqiu clicked on it quickly. In the photo was Tang Song's selfie; he should have just finished exercising, the bangs on his forehead still carrying wet sweat, fresh and handsome. Before she could recover from this "beauty" full of impact, the second message followed closely.

[Tang Song: "Your turn."]

Qiuqiu was stunned and replied: "What do you mean?"

[Tang Song: "I missed you too, so I want to see your photo now."]

"Ah?!"

Qiuqiu exclaimed, subconsciously touching her face, in a panic.

She hadn't eaten or slept well these few days accompanying her in the hospital, and her state was very bad. After hesitating for a while, she bit her lip and replied: "I have something to do, I'll send it to you later."

After saying that, she couldn't care about anything else and rushed out of the hospital like a gust of wind.

She hailed a taxi on the side of the road and headed straight for the home she was both familiar with and resistant to.

Shower, skincare, makeup, change clothes—

Looking at herself glowing in the mirror, she finally raised her phone and opened the camera.

Yanjing Tiancheng, large flat-floor apartment.

"Ding-dong—"

WeChat notification sound rang.

Tang Song, who had just changed his clothes, picked up his phone casually.

[Qiuqiu: Selfie.jpg]

Clicking on the photo, Tang Song's eyes lit up instantly.

She was wearing a simple white tight long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of high-waisted tight jeans.

But it outlined her perfect comic-book figure vividly.

Looking at Qiuqiu's proud big QQ, and then looking at her cold and pure face, Tang Song's heart couldn't help but stir.

Worthy of being called little Su Yu.

Really beautiful!

If Tang Song had to choose one person who was "most beautiful" in the pure sense in his mind.

That answer would definitely be Su Yu.

Whether it was appearance or figure, Su Yu was an impeccable, perfect existence.

After all, she was the top [Female Star] he personally created through the system, pouring in countless resources.

Both color and art were unique, beautiful as a fairy.

Her name itself was the recognized adjective for "beauty."

Don't underestimate the importance of this beauty; after all, even that [Dream Tang Song], who was rational to the point of near "divinity," had once been fascinated by this female star.

Even sparing no effort to spend a lot of time and energy to "cultivate" and "conquer" her.

In the eyes of people like Secretary Jin and Ouyang Xianyue.

Su Yu was probably a female succubus.

After chatting with Qiuqiu for a long time and confirming that her emotions had completely stabilized, Tang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His gaze gradually became bright and sharp.

He originally wanted to wait until he finished handling Ouyang's affairs before going to help Qiuqiu slowly resolve her heart knot.

Who would have thought that this poor designer friend of his would encounter such a big trouble.

After several deep contacts in dreams, he knew Qiuqiu's personality and past like the back of his hand.

He knew how timid and insecure a heart was hidden under her cold appearance.

Tang Song raised his brow, picked up his phone again, found Luo Bin's number, and dialed it.

The call was connected quickly.

"Hello, Luo Bin."

"Manager Tang, good morning." From the other end of the phone came Luo Bin's steady and powerful voice.

Tang Song didn't have any pleasantries and said directly: "I need you to help me handle a matter. Contact the branch of Quanjing in the Southwest region, mobilize the best litigation and commercial team, go to Rongcheng Second People's Hospital inpatient department, and find a girl named Cheng Qiuqiu—"

"Her mother, Li Meihua, was injured and hospitalized due to a real estate rights defense dispute—"

"Also, help me check the situation of two companies, check their equity structure, asset status, and debt chains; I will send you the company names later."

"Understood, Manager Tang." Luo Bin paused, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity. "This matter might be a bit complicated. I happen to be in Jiangcheng handling an M&A case, not far from Rongcheng. How about this, I'll lead the team there personally. Just in time, I also need to report some new situations about Silent Crown to you in person."

"Okay." Tang Song said concisely, "Then see you in Rongcheng."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song's fingertips tapped on the table lightly.

After pondering for a moment, he dialed Liu Jiayi's number again.

He gave a few low-voiced instructions.

Since Qiuqiu was already facing huge trouble, it naturally had to be solved first.

As for the unfinished house, he would talk about it when he arrived in Rongcheng.

Tang Song got up and strode toward the bedroom to start packing.

After 9 o'clock in the morning.

Rongcheng, Second People's Hospital.

Two community police officers in uniform sat in front of the hospital bed, one asking, one recording.

Qiuqiu's statement was extremely serious: "The process of the matter is like this. Our demands are very clear: we require [Lion Security] and [Xuyuan Real Estate] to apologize to my mother publicly and compensate for all medical expenses, lost wages, and mental damages."

The old police officer listened, looked at his young colleague beside him.

Then closed the record book, looking difficult: "Little Cheng, we can understand your mood. But look, this kind of collective dispute, the scene situation is very complicated, and gathering evidence is very difficult. Also, I heard from the developer that they are also sincere about compensation. If this really goes to court, it will be time-consuming and laborious, and the final result is not necessarily—"

"It was them who pushed me down!" Li Meihua patted the bed. "If I hadn't been lucky, if my head had hit the corner of the table next to me, it's hard to say if I would still be here!"

Seeing that their attitude was firm, the two could only stand up helplessly. "Well, then we will contact the developer again and try our best to coordinate for you."

Cheng Qiuqiu stood up and sent the two out of the ward.

The toughness on Li Meihua's face gradually disappeared, replaced by worry and anxiety.

The shrewishness she showed when defending rights was actually just bluffing, relying on the crowd.

Now that they really had to go to court against behemoths like developers and security companies, she was really scared in her heart.

Especially that black fat man named Zhang Zhanpeng yesterday, who didn't look like a good person at all; that look made her hair stand on end when she thought about it now.

Seeing her daughter return.

She grabbed Qiuqiu's hand and asked: "Qiuqiu, should we call a few relatives from our hometown?

To avoid being bullied by them."

Qiuqiu pondered for a moment and shook her head: "Not yet. Even if they come, they can't help, and might impulsively ruin things. Let's find a professional lawyer in this area first and prepare to file a lawsuit."

"Then—how much money will that cost! I heard that going to court is very expensive!"

"Don't worry about the money." Qiuqiu comforted her. "I didn't tell you before, I have already changed jobs from the original design company. Now my monthly salary is over 10,000, and there are performance bonuses, so we can afford it."

Li Meihua's eyes lit up instantly, surprised and inexplicable: "What?! Monthly salary over 10,000?! Really or fake?!"

"Hmm." Qiuqiu nodded, and to make her feel at ease, she opened her phone, found the screenshot of the salary slip sent to her by the company's finance department last month, and handed it over.

Li Meihua leaned forward, looking at the long string of basic salary, post allowance, performance bonus, and the "five insurances and one fund" column that was deducted by a not-small amount on that clear electronic table.

Her face turned incomparably complex instantly.

Having struggled at the bottom of society for so many years, her biggest feeling was "money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat."

This was also why she was so stingy and valued money so much.

And her daughter, who had just graduated from university not long ago, could earn so much in a month.

She looked at Qiuqiu beside her, and pride, relief, heartache, and a trace of strangeness surged into her heart.

Just at this moment, the attending physician Su Wenxuan walked in.

"Qiuqiu, Auntie Li is recovering well, everything is normal, you can handle discharge at any time."

Li Meihua quickly let go of her daughter's hand.

Qiuqiu stood up: "Dr. Su, trouble you, we want a most complete injury appraisal report. In addition, for this hospitalization fee, we won't use medical insurance, hoping to have a detailed total cost list."

Su Wenxuan sighed after hearing this. "Okay, no problem. You might have people coming often, living in a 4-person room is not suitable. I helped Auntie Li apply for it; I'll help you change to the independent ward next door later."

"Thank you, Dr. Su."

Su Wenxuan looked at Cheng Qiuqiu and pondered for a moment, saying earnestly: "I have a classmate who entered the best law firm in the country, [Quanjing], after graduation, and is now in the Rongcheng branch, specializing in civil litigation. If you want to take the legal route, to avoid being pitted by the other party's legal department, how about I have him come over and tell you what materials and evidence you need to prepare? Don't worry, it's just a consultation between friends, no charge. And if you really need representation, for my sake, the price can be much cheaper."

Hearing this, Li Meihua became excited.

"Oh my! Dr. Su, you—you are truly a good person!" She grabbed Su Wenxuan's hand excitedly. "This is too good, thank you so much. We were just worrying about not finding a way, not knowing who to look for."

In her eyes, the profession of doctor itself was full of halos, and Su Wenxuan was also a master from a top-three hospital.

High education, wide connections.

Now that he was willing to help voluntarily, this meant they finally had a "backer" they could rely on.

Looking at her mother's eyes that had reignited hope, Qiuqiu opened her mouth, but the words of refusal ultimately couldn't be said.

She didn't like owing others favors, especially when she clearly knew that Su Wenxuan had a good impression of herself.

But looking at her mother's eyes, she really couldn't refuse.

Su Wenxuan saw that she didn't object, so he dialed the phone right in front of them.

After simply agreeing on the meeting time with his classmate, in order to make this pair of mother and daughter feel at ease, he didn't rush to leave.

He took out his phone, searched for the official website of "Quanjing Law Firm," and began to introduce it to them.

Top "Red Circle Firm," the alliance of China's top and most elite law firms, representing the highest level and strongest strength of domestic legal services.

At the same time, it was also a global legal service organization with 19 offices around the world and more than 2,000 professional lawyers.

It was an internationally recognized, excellent large-scale comprehensive law firm.

Listening to this introduction, Li Meihua's eyes grew wider and wider, and her mouth gradually opened.

"Oh my! Truly remarkable! Look at this boss, he looks dignified, looks very capable, and why does he feel a bit familiar?"

"Hehe, Auntie, that is the chief partner of Quanjing, called Lawyer Luo Bin, who often appears on the CCTV legal column, so it's right that you feel familiar."

"No wonder, Dr. Su, you are truly amazing, the classmates you know are also so amazing, we have truly met a noble person!"

This simple, heartfelt flattery made a smile of embarrassment appear on Su Wenxuan's face.

Then, he looked at the cold and sexy Qiuqiu and said: "How about we add each other on WeChat. I'll push my classmate's WeChat to you, so you can send the materials on hand to him first to see, so that when he comes later, the communication will be more efficient."

Qiuqiu was silent for a moment and bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Dr. Su."

She was not an ungrateful person and could see that the other party really wanted to help them.

Although she felt a bit awkward, in order to make her mother feel more at ease, she added him. After adding each other, the smile on Su Wenxuan's face became even brighter.

After giving a few more instructions, he said goodbye and left.

Watching his back disappear at the door, Li Meihua immediately nudged Qiuqiu's hand and lowered her voice, saying mysteriously: "Qiuqiu, what do you think of this Dr. Su?"

Qiuqiu's brow furrowed instantly, and her expression tightened.

Li Meihua didn't notice at all and continued to praise: "Look at him, a medical master from a famous university, his family also runs a supermarket, and he looks handsome, and handles things cleanly. I heard that many little nurses in the hospital are chasing him!"

"I don't want to hear you say these things." Qiuqiu interrupted directly.

Li Meihua was a bit annoyed, her voice raised a few points, "Didn't I do it for your own good? I heard from Little Gao that in Yancheng, you don't know what kind of scumbag you encountered, who hooked your soul away! People say he's stepping on several boats, and you still—"

Qiuqiu stood up violently, her expression becoming cold and hard: "If you say it again, I'll go back to Yancheng now."

Looking at her daughter like this, Li Meihua closed her mouth immediately.

The expression on her face became a bit unpleasant.

She knew the personality of this daughter of hers, who had been stubborn and stubborn since she was little.

She didn't refute it on the spot, which meant that there really was such a person in Yancheng.

That hope that had just risen because of Su Wenxuan's appearance was instantly extinguished by more than half.

In her view, the best destination for her daughter was actually to find a boyfriend like Su Wenxuan.

Good family conditions, high income, decent work, and high social status, and the most critical thing was that he was local in Rongcheng.

But now it seems that this daughter of hers simply wouldn't listen to advice.

She was determined to go all the way to the dark.

Soon, a head nurse came over personally and politely informed them that they could transfer to the VIP ward.

Qiuqiu didn't say a word and started packing, moving the few belongings into that spacious and bright independent ward.

Then she sat by the window alone with her head down, looking at the sky in the northeast direction.

What is he doing now?