Chapter 592

Rongcheng Second People's Hospital.

The sky outside the window was gradually dyed 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 standing at the door bowed slightly.

Cheng Qiuqiu hurriedly 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 naturally knew that Tang Song was very powerful; she had witnessed his grandeur during the team-building in Wushan before.

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

Rongcheng and Yancheng were 1,300 kilometers apart.

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

And 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 she was a child, the feelings 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 Mr. Tang, who exactly is he?"

She had been holding this question in for a full three hours.

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

Now, finally, it was just the mother and daughter left.

Those big 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 [Lion Security] who were arrogant before and humble after, 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, "He wouldn't have any ideas about you, would he?"

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

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

This was the flesh that had fallen from her own body; even if there was a lack of communication between the two, 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 instead of defaulting like this.

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

This made sense; if it weren't for this 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 is going on with you?! I heard from Xiao Gao that you were playing around with a boyfriend in Yancheng, and he was a scumbag who stepped on several boats! Now, how come your boss has popped up? What is going on?!"

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

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

She never imagined that the "damn scumbag" and "daughter's boyfriend" she had been cursing behind his back was actually this omnipotent 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 terrifying thought emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Not a boyfriend?

Could it be that she was 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 a lifetime, in the back kitchens of restaurants, in 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 need to be guessed?

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

It was nothing more than wanting her daughter's naturally 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," surged into her heart instantly.

That daughter she had pinned all her hopes on and was proud of, why did she take such a path?

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

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 lost the last bit of money in the family.

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

What did she have to scold with?

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

Li Meihua felt a heartache so bad she couldn't breathe.

Just at this moment.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The knocking on the door sounded again.

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

"Dr. Su, you're here."

"Auntie Li, this is your final injury assessment 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 subconsciously glancing at Qiuqiu by the window, the atmosphere a bit awkward.

He couldn't help but recall again the expression of his classmate who had come over earlier and seen Luo Bin's "lawyer team," 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 "Mr. Tang," 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 pick up and put down.

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

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

After chatting simply for a few 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 regret in her heart.

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

Whether it was profession, family background, or personality, he was impeccable.

He also looked good, and was simply too perfect a match for her daughter.

She didn't know what kind of person that mysterious "Mr. Tang" was, but subconsciously, she always felt that such a powerful big boss should be an old, 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 pieces of luggage and items, everything was ready.

The efficiency of the Sheng Tang security people was extremely high; 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 who were usually in a hurry, or other patients' families, upon seeing them, they subconsciously retreated to the side, casting gazes mixed with awe and curiosity.

Going downstairs, they saw a pitch-black, solemn Mercedes-Benz V-Class business van parked quietly at the entrance.

The 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 that one could seem to hear 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 vans drove along the main road for a while.

Slowly driving into an old resettlement housing community full of a thick atmosphere of the marketplace.

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

The brand-new, luxurious Mercedes-Benz business van 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, where Tang Song's chat box was on the screen.

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 at them.

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 sill, with an incomparably brilliant smile on her face, and said with full breath:

"Yo, Sister 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 not too loud or too soft, but enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Looking at their dumbfounded expressions, with their jaws almost hitting the ground.

A huge sense of vanity, mixed with a revenge-like pleasure, instantly drowned Li Meihua.

Having lived here for so many years, as "orphans and widows" from out of town, and also running a small snack shop next door.

She had been pointed at and gossiped about behind her back quite a bit.

Especially regarding this time's unfinished building and the injury from defending rights, she knew with her toes.

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

Maybe they were just mocking her earlier.

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

It could be considered as having raised her eyebrows and exhaled.

This feeling was simply too cool, and even her worry for her daughter was reduced a lot.

Waving at the neighbors.

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

Then, 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 with excellent texture.

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

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

Just a profile was enough to exude a powerful aura that was hard to ignore, noble and calm.

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

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

His nose was high and straight, his lip line clear, and his deep eyes swirled 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 car, it was clearly either rich or 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 that this was all wishful thinking.

The Mercedes-Benz business van stopped steadily.

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

Li Meihua pulled her daughter who was still in a daze, and the two got 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 filled with awe: "Mr. Tang!"

"Mr. Tang!" The other 3 bodyguards also 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 lightly.

Qiuqiu's body trembled violently.

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

"Hum—" A daze in her mind.

He had appeared before her eyes after traveling a thousand miles without any warning.

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

Very unreal.

"Qiuqiu." Tang Song crossed the dim light and shadow and came 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 above her head turned into a starlight and merged into his body.

[Comprehension +1]

A sense of 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—why are you here?"

"Of course, I was worried about you," his voice was filled with 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 sense of security reached its peak.

It seemed that all fear and anxiety dissipated with his arrival.

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

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

"Oh, oh—you, hello—"

Li Meihua replied subconsciously, her brain blank.

Tang Song?

He was that "Mr. Tang"?

He was her daughter's boss?

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

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

Immediately after, she took half a step forward, her voice changing pitch with excitement:

"Oh my, you are that Mr. Tang that Qiuqiu mentioned!"

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

"Come, come, sit inside—"

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

Walking into that small room.

This was a typical old-fashioned unit room from the nineties, not large in area, 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, and with a bit of annoyance on her face, said: "Look at my brain! There's no one at home these days, and there's nothing in the fridge! Tang Song, you wait, I'll go down and buy some fresh ones now. Tonight, I'll cook myself 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 were glowing red with excitement, "It's rare for you to come to our house, and you 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!"

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

After finishing, she picked up a bag and walked out the door in a hurry.

The room instantly became quiet.

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

Looking into the room.

His first [Dream] with Qiuqiu should have been in that room.

A strange feeling of déjà vu surged up instantly.

The layout of the room hadn't changed at all, but the furniture and decorations inside had been replaced; that old wooden window that would always "creak" 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.

There were many posters of Su Yu on the wall.

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

At thirteen, she had suddenly come from the countryside in Sichuan to Rongcheng, this prosperous 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 such an environment that she developed that cold, distant, and extremely insecure personality. 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 that 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 to the side.

"Why have you suddenly become so strange? Or do you not 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.

"Okay, 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 relaxed quickly.

Feeling an indescribable sense of security, she felt dizzy.

In the silence, only her clear heartbeat remained.

Tang Song's hand patted her thin back gently.

Qiuqiu's body became softer and softer.

Gradually, without knowing when, her whole person leaned into his arms.

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

Qiuqiu quietly raised her head, looking at Tang Song's 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 a bit strange, "What's wrong, Qiuqiu?"

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

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

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

"Ah—ming—"

Qiuqiu let out a short exclamation, not having had time to react.

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

Qiuqiu's eyes widened first, then closed again.

Without any resistance, she let him kiss and explore.

Gradually, she even began to respond awkwardly and clumsily.

Pouring all her dependence 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] above her head began to tremble and sway.

Qiuqiu was clearly startled, almost biting Tang Song.

Opening her eyes abruptly, she happened to meet Tang Song's burning eyes.

Feeling his irresistible movements.

She subconsciously chose to obey, and her heart couldn't raise the slightest thought of resistance.

In the quiet room, only the sound of their intertwined and increasingly rapid breathing remained.

Tang Song looked at Qiuqiu's cold, ice-like queen face, which was becoming hot and flushed bit by bit.

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

Don't know how much time had passed.

"Buzz buzz buzz—buzz buzz buzz—"

A harsh cell phone vibration sounded suddenly from the coffee table.

Qiuqiu woke up instantly like a startled rabbit.

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

"It's okay, you answer it." Tang Song was unmoved.

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

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

"Qiuqiu! Qiuqiu! Look at Weibo! Go look at Su Yu's Weibo, ah ah ah ah ah! Something big happened! A huge thing!"

Hearing that it was news about her idol Su Yu, Qiuqiu immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong with 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 accompany her to Paris for her birthday next month! Airfare and hotels are all included! There are also special custom 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 for her birthday?!"

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

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

Su Yu's birthday lottery? 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" event on the entire 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 event to soothe her emotions with action. And finally, go to Paris as a "winning fan" to accompany her through an unforgettable birthday.

[Task Reward: Role Interaction Gift Pack * 1]