Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Lian cast her gaze downwards as she looked at Song Yuanxi’s back.
At this point, she suddenly felt warmth.
Turning her head back, she saw Shen Liangchuan had walked up beside her and had draped his jacket over her shoulders. With great concern in his eyes he said, “Why did you come out here without something to keep you warm?”
Looking down, he saw that she was only wearing slippers.
His frown deepened.
With one fluid motion, he scooped her up in his arms and strode down the stairs, and back to the car. After a night of commotion, they were finally heading back to the villa.
In the master bedroom.
Qiao Lian was tucked into bed by Shen Liangchuan.
Song Cheng, on the other hand, was dealing with the aftermath of the suicide saga at the hospital.
He made a call to Shen Liangchuan. “Ms. Song has calmed down and agreed to leave the country tomorrow.”
Shen Liangchuan nodded and calmly agreed.
Song Cheng continued, “Ms. Song asked if she would be able to bid farewell to Senior Madam tomorrow before she leaves.”
Shen Liangchuan frowned as he recalled Song Yuanxi’s mad course of action today.
He outrightly rejected the idea. “There’s no need.”
It was to prevent Song Yuanxi from saying things to Xia Yehua so that Xia Yehua would not bear to let her go.
If that happened, it could create another drama.
Shen Liangchuan’s decision was within Song Cheng’s expectations. The latter added, “I did tell her that chances were low, but she insisted that I asked anyway. So… will you be at the airport tomorrow?”
Qiao Lian turned to look at Shen Liangchuan.
He frowned and after a brief moment, said, “No, I won’t be there.”
“Ok.”
Song Cheng hung up the phone.
Qiao Lian gave Shen Liangchuan a worried look. “But if Song Yuanxi leaves, how are you going to break the news to Mom?”
Shen Liangchuan pursed his lips and replied, “We’ll take it as it comes.”
Qiao Lian nodded.
Song Yuanxi had good rapport with almost everyone in the household and was extremely well-liked.
Qiao Lian couldn’t help but sigh.
She clutched tightly to her blanket and soon drifted off to sleep.
In the midst of her sleep, she suddenly heard a loud thump.
Qiao Lian jumped and her eyes immediately snapped open. Then she heard someone pounding on their bedroom door. “Liangchuan, Liangchuan, open the door! Hurry!”
Before Qiao Lian was even fully awake, the man next to her had already stood up and walked over to open the bedroom door.
Xia Yehua came dashing in the moment the door was opened. She was in her pajamas and looked rather bedraggled. Her fingers were trembling as she said, “Liang Chuan, hurry, have a look at this! Is this Yuanxi!?”
Upon hearing this, Shen Liangchuan looked at what Xia Yehua was holding in her hands.
So it seemed that the suicide attempt incident at the hospital had already been posted on Weibo and was trending online.
Xia Yehua must have woken up in the middle of the night and, unable to get back to sleep, looked through Weibo and came across this.
Shen Liangchuan reached out and put his hand firmly on Ye Xiahua’s shoulder to assure her, “Mom, Yuanxi’s fine.”
Xia Yehua heaved a big sigh of relief.
Then frowning, she asked, “So what is wrong with Yuanxi?”
Her eyes reddened, oblivious to the fact that it was the middle of the night and she was in the couple’s bedroom. She walked over to the sofa by the side of the room and sat down. She looked at the couple. “Speak up, what is going on among the three of you?”
Although she had been busy with Song Yuanxi’s recovery the past few days, she was not completely unaware of the emotional ups and downs of the three young people at home.
Song Yuanxi had been hospitalized and Shen Liangchuan had not even visited her once.
And today, the girl had gone as far as to attempt suicide…
What on earth was going on with the three of them?
