"My intention is very clear, I want you to stay away from Song Nanqiao."
Tang Jingze raised his eyebrows and finally revealed his ultimate goal.
When Lu Qian heard this, he still smiled, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Mr. Tang, I think what I just said is very clear. I am Song Nanqiao's friend. It should be normal for friends to have a casual meal."
"You are her friend, but she is my wife, don't I have the right?"
As soon as the word "ma'am" was spoken, Song Nanqiao raised his eyes and was slightly startled.
Suddenly, a warm current surged up in my heart for no apparent reason.
Tang Jingze's attitude just now was obviously a warning to Lu Qian as his husband to take him as his own.
Song Nanqiao's cheeks were a little red.
This was the first time that Tang Jingze spoke up for her, and it was also the first time that she felt that her status as his wife was not just an illusion as others said.
A satisfied smile unconsciously emerged from the corner of his mouth, and a smile appeared in Lu Qian's eyes.
Lu Qian felt happy when he saw Song Nanqiao. Perhaps he heard something she had wanted to hear for many years, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.
"Okay, if that's the case, I won't bother you and let's go first."
He said nothing more, said hello and turned to leave.
Tang Jingze then took his seat.
"You're quite comfortable."
He suppressed the anger in his heart and glanced at Song Nanqiao's shy face. He didn't know it was because of what he just said, but thought it was because of Lu Qian.
They looked at each other coldly, feeling unhappy.
"Speak clearly."
The warmth that had just surged was extinguished again by his cynicism, causing me to feel happy in vain.
"Didn't I make it clear enough? Did you enjoy your dinner with Lu Qian?"
He was scolding in disguise, but he didn't know that there was jealousy in his words.
Song Nanqiao simply went along with what he said. Anyway, it would inevitably lead to a verbal dispute.
"Good!"
There was no peace at all when facing Tang Jingze, and even the goodwill that had just arisen would be shattered in an instant.
"It seems you are enjoying it, or am I interrupting your date?"
"Tang Jingze, are you sick?"
She stared at him fiercely.
If you don't know how to speak, don't speak. What does it mean to be thorny in every sentence?
"What? Is what I said wrong? Do you feel shameless to expose it?"
Tang Jingze's eyebrows raised in displeasure. Forget about the turmoil that filled the city with Lu Qian before. Now the two of them don't even know how to avoid suspicion. They eat openly and openly, and they are really thick-skinned.
"Tang Jingze, if you don't know how to speak well, you can shut up. I've said it many times just now. It's just a casual meal. Unlike you, at least I didn't stay home all night."
Song Nanqiao was not forgiving and turned the conversation to him.
Tang Jingze replied.
"Personal freedom is your own choice."
"Okay, then you can continue your personal freedom and don't worry about me. Goodbye."
After saying a few words, Song Nanqiao turned around and strode away.
Wave for a taxi.
Sitting in the car, she suddenly didn't know where she should go.
She doesn't want to go home, let alone the company, and she doesn't want to go back to her parents' house and make her parents worry.
"Master, go to the hospital."
He simply went directly to the hospital, which was the only place he could go.
Along the way, Song Nanqiao kept looking out the window, and his mind was filled with Tang Jingze's cold and heartless face.
He also spoke with sarcasm and insult.
She suddenly felt unbearable. Although she was married, her marriage was unfortunate for her.
She originally thought she would be happy for the rest of her life by marrying the man she loved, but she was wrong, really wrong.
Marrying a man who doesn't love you is only torture, torture all the time, but you still have to pretend to be strong, digest it by yourself, and cry silently.
From the time the sun sets to the time it rises, she feels like she is repeating every day, constantly repeating the torture and hurting each other with Tang Jingze.
Injure, get better, get injured again after healing, will you not let go until you are bruised and bruised, and will not let go until you are in real pain?
Song Nanqiao still wants to hold on to the last glimmer of hope, not because she is greedy, but because she is unwilling.
The car stopped at the hospital gate.
Song Nanqiao did not go in directly, but walked around the garden near the hospital.
Patients in twos and threes wearing hospital gowns were walking around. Song Nanqiao was sitting on a couch in a daze, staring ahead with a somewhat empty gaze.
All she could think of was Tang Jingze, and she wanted to throw him out of her mind.
After she regained her composure, she got up and walked into the hospital.
At the door of the ward, Song Nanqiao took a deep breath, then forced a smile and pushed the door open.
"Teacher...are you feeling better?"
She was smiling, as if what just happened never happened.
"Why are you coming here so late and not going home?"
Luo Ying looked back at the sky outside, her eyes full of questions.
After collecting his thoughts, Song Nanqiao casually made up a lie, "Not yet. I just came from the company. I wanted to see you before going home. I haven't been worried."
Luo Ying was silent and carefully looked at Song Nanqiao in front of her.
After following her for so many years, Luo Ying naturally understands her character best. She is willing to keep everything in her heart and not say anything. In order to prevent others from worrying and overthinking, she will always bear everything by herself and always look fearless in front of others.
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"Since you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."
Luo Ying made the point, and Song Nanqiao was a little embarrassed after being exposed.
"Teacher, I'm really fine. Don't think too much. I just miss you. I just came to see you. If the teacher doesn't welcome me, then I'll just leave."
The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and he pouted, pitifully preparing to leave.
Luo Ying thought it was funny and quickly stopped.
"Okay, okay, stop pretending."
While talking, Luo Ying would look towards the door of the ward from time to time, frowning with a worried expression.
"What's wrong, teacher? Are you waiting for someone?"
Song Nanqiao also followed her gaze and looked at the door of the ward, but there was no one there.
"Nan Qiao, I always feel something is wrong these days. It seems like someone is always staring at me at the door, but every time I look over there is nothing. Do you think I am hallucinating or my brain is damaged?"
Luo Ying expressed the uneasiness she felt these days. This feeling made it difficult for her to fall asleep.
Song Nanqiao lowered his head after hearing this.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
Luo Ying noticed something was wrong.
Song Nanqiao was silent, fighting constantly in his heart.
"I know Nan Qiao very well. I know that you are hiding something from me. If you tell me, I won't be anxious, let alone angry."
Luo Ying persuaded calmly, her eyes full of question marks.
She has always been decisive, never like this.
"Teacher, your feeling is correct. Someone did come to see you, but you just didn't know it."
When Song Nanqiao said this, two words immediately appeared in Luo Ying's mind.
"You mean Li You?"
She gave her the answer.
Song Nanqiao took a deep breath and nodded.
"I came to deliver food to you that day, and I happened to see Li You sneaking around in front of the ward door. He was the cause of your car accident, teacher. I didn't want to make the teacher sad anymore, so I scolded him away."
She told Luo Ying exactly what happened when she met Li You before.
"Then what did he say?"
After Luo Ying listened, she became even more concerned about what Li You would say.
Chapter completed!