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Song Zhenbao was half-lying on the hospital bed, eating from a bowl with a look of contentment in her eyes. Although it was somewhat inconvenient for her to eat and the man sitting across from her didn’t come over to serve her food, the fact that he persisted in bringing her meals made her feel warm and satisfied.
Finally, there had been some progress, and she believed things would get better in the future.
There was a bruise on the upper part of the skin near her lower back, which hurt a lot but didn’t injure any muscles or bones. It was truly a stroke of luck when the doctor examined her.
She also felt fortunate; how could such a coincidence happen? Song Pearl had just left when the roof of the construction site shook and collapsed. They didn’t even have time to escape. In that critical moment, Qing Wenyu pulled her down to hide under the table. She saw a piece of Rebar coming at them diagonally and decisively hugged his leg just a moment too late. The Rebar hit her back as the construction site completely collapsed, plunging everything into darkness.
Then, she heard Song Pearl’s sharp cry.
Her head felt heavy, and she suddenly recalled her own screams years ago when Song Pearl fell into the water…
She paused with her spoon in hand and heard the man in front of her speak with deep concern, “What’s wrong? Is it not to your taste?”
Song Zhenbao smiled sweetly, looking at him gently, and said, “I’m full.”
“You need to take good care of yourself while you’re injured. Eat more,” Qing Wenyu looked at her with clear eyes. “If you hadn’t blocked for me, you wouldn’t have been hurt.”
“I’m not that brave! I was so scared; blocking for you was just a coincidence…” Song Zhenbao knew she couldn’t take credit in front of this clever man because of the distance between them. She also couldn’t act too spoiled.
“The second phase of the project has just started. Since I’m injured and can’t go over, you don’t have to keep coming to see me!” she added.
She propped herself up with her hands and slowly turned over. Qing Wenyu hurried over to help. At that moment when he leaned down, her heart felt mixed with emotions; that familiar feeling of intimacy—was it only possible to experience it in such situations?
Just then, Song Pearl was about to enter when she happened to see this scene. Her footsteps halted.
Qing Wenyu, insisting on coming over to take care of Treasure due to her injury, had also asked Tian Yue to help cook. She hadn’t hidden any of this from Song Zhenbao, but seeing that triumphant look from Song Zhenbao, she still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
She gently closed the door and paused at the entrance, wondering if she should pretend not to know before stepping out.
Song Pearl took a deep breath. With a smile on her face, she pushed the door open again. Qing Wenyu had already straightened up.
She wasn't good at being smooth or tactful. Placing the fruit basket on a nearby cabinet, she smiled at Song Zhenbao, "Treasure, are you feeling better?"
Song Zhenbao didn't respond, seemingly too tired to keep her eyes open. As a patient, it was her right not to talk or engage with anyone.
"Let her rest for a while," Qing Wenyu said as he tidied up the dishes. His thoughtfulness was like that of an ordinary man, but to Song Pearl, it felt somewhat jarring.
She lowered her gaze, feeling a bit displeased, but Qing Wenyu took her hand and said, "Come on, there’s a nurse here to take care of her."
As Song Pearl stepped out of the room and looked up, she found Qing Wenyu's watery eyes holding a hint of amusement as he watched her, causing her to quickly lower her head.
His smile deepened as he held her hand and led her downstairs.
"She got hurt because of me; I should take care of her. Don’t mind it too much; have some faith in me," Qing Wenyu said as he stood by the car, reaching out to gently touch the ends of her hair.
"I mind! We're old married folks now!" Song Pearl pouted and then laughed as she swatted his hand away.
"That statement is not quite right," Qing Wenyu raised an eyebrow. "A wife has the duty to keep her husband's heart and the responsibility to help him fend off any temptresses around him..."
"If Song Zhenbao heard you say that, she would definitely faint from anger!" Song Pearl laughed as she playfully hit him before getting into the car.
Qing Wenyu squeezed into her car as well. "I'll come home for dinner tonight; it's been a long time since I've had your cooking!"
"I not only cooked dishes with bacteria, but they are also undercooked..." Song Pearl shot him an annoyed glance, blaming him for never reminding her.
"Only undercooked dishes can retain their original flavor! Ancient people even ate them raw! The offerings made during ceremonies are all undercooked!" Qing Wenyu's lips curled up, his angular face radiating sunshine.
"You're really a smart aleck!" Song Pearl started the car, which jolted a couple of times before finally moving out of the hospital and heading home.
"Can you drive a little steadier?"
"This is my level; who told you to sit with me?"
"If I drove here, I definitely wouldn't ride in your car!"
The cheerful bickering continued all the way. Some unexpected events could serve as a lubricant for married life. Song Zhenbao never expected that her injury would actually bring their relationship closer.
Although her injury wasn't severe, she still stayed in the hospital for a week. Every day, Qing Wenyu would come to see her, sometimes with Song Pearl and sometimes alone. If he didn't have time, he would send someone to bring delicious meals.
She didn't expect her parents to come over without notice.
Liu Cuiying walked ahead while Song Shiting followed behind her. Both were dressed well, but they still seemed several notches lower in front of Qing Wenyu's parents.
Tian Yue insisted on coming to visit since Song Zhenbao was alone there. Qing Yuansheng, who had been less involved in company matters lately, drove her to the hospital.
As soon as they sat down in the ward, the Song Shiting couple arrived.
Tian Yue greeted Song Shiting, and Liu Cuiying warmly chatted with Qing Yuansheng. However, there was an underlying tension; neither Song Shiting nor Qing Yuansheng acknowledged each other.
Qing Yuansheng and his wife quickly left the hospital room.
“Treasure, what are you doing here?” With only their family of three left in the room, Liu Cuiying frowned and pulled Song Zhenbao's hand. “Our family has gone to D City, yet you come here to do business with Qing Wenyu, not looking for a partner or getting married. Do you still not give up on him?”
“What do you mean by 'doing this'? I'm just hoping you can live a good life!” Song Zhenbao replied unhappily. “You all just focus on living well; you don’t need to worry about me.”
“If it’s about us living well, then you should go back so we can all be together and live better!” Song Shiting said sullenly. “If you really have the ability, it doesn’t matter where you earn money!”
“That's easy to say. All your expenses for food, clothing, and other costs are earned by me. You don’t want me to work here? Then you should earn it yourselves,” Song Zhenbao's expression turned sour.
Her own parents had insisted she stay in Song Family Village two years ago, but now they were urging her to go to D City. In their eyes, she always had to make way for Song Pearl. They hoped that wherever Song Pearl was, she would stay far away.
“Can’t we earn our own money?” Song Shiting glared. “If it comes down to it, your mom and I can go back to the Ecological Aquaculture Farm to raise fish again. As long as you quickly find a partner and settle down, we don’t want to rely on your money!”
“Enough! You two stop arguing!” Liu Cuiying slapped Song Shiting. “I know you get angry when you see Qing Yuansheng, but you can’t take it out on Treasure! Treasure is hurt right now!”
She sat down at the edge of Song Zhenbao's bed. “Let me see how serious your injury is… Why are you so stubborn? Does a grown man like Qing Wenyu need you to shield him from Rebar?”
“No need to look. It's already fine,” Song Zhenbao said without moving from his spot on the bed. “I’ll be discharged soon. Where will you two stay? How about the old house by the Fish Pond, since only Wu Qiang lives there alone?”
In front of her parents, she directly called out Wu Qiang's name.
“If that’s not convenient for you, Pearl wants us to stay at her place,” Liu Cuiying said cautiously while looking at Song Zhenbao.
“There’s nothing inconvenient about my place; I live there alone!” Song Zhenbao threw the fruit that Liu Cuiying handed him back onto the table, feeling very angry.
"We don't live anywhere. Just take a look here and then go back." Song Shiting turned his head away, "Seeing your imposing manner, we can rest assured as long as there are no major injuries."
"It's not easy to come back, how can we leave without staying for a while!" Liu Cuiying winked at him; they still had other matters to attend to.
"Treasure, when the house collapsed, Pearl was outside. You and Qing Wenyu were inside, right? Did you two do something bad that Pearl witnessed, causing the house to fall?" Liu Cuiying asked Song Zhenbao.
"Mom!" Song Zhenbao looked up, "Why do you think of me like that? Am I that lowly in your eyes?"
She was so angry her eyes turned red. She wanted to do something, but she needed the opportunity!
Qing Yuansheng and Tian Yue returned home. The White Cat meowed and crawled out from the corner of the yard, walking away. In this house, whenever Song Pearl and Qing Yuansheng appeared, the White Cat would hide far away; it only approached Tian Yue and Qing Wenyu.
"Why is this stray cat back again!" Qing Yuansheng snorted.
"Look at you, where does all that anger come from! If you're really so bored, you can go back to work at the company! This cat is so scared of you that it doesn't dare come back for a long time!"
Tian Yue shot a glare at Qing Yuansheng and picked up the teapot on the table to brew tea.
"Wen Yu has taken over; I still want to travel the world and enjoy life like Hong Dong. You just can't stand to see me idle!" Qing Yuansheng sat on the sofa and picked up a newspaper.
"Then why don't you go?" Tian Yue asked with an eye roll.
"If I go, can I really feel at ease? Song Shiting's daughter is eyeing Wen Yu closely; I still have to watch over the Qing Family! What if it accidentally turns into the Song Family? Who have I worked hard for all my life?"
Tian Yue smiled as she poured the tea. "Wen Yu is not an idiot. You raised him single-handedly, so what is there to worry about? Besides, you don't need to worry about Song Zhenbao lurking around; isn't there Song Pearl? This girl is smart! She can keep her husband!"
"You are so carefree! Song Zhenbao, Song Pearl, we have a grudge with the Song Family!" Qing Yuansheng picked up his tea. "Wen Yu has been married for so long and still has no children. As a mother-in-law, shouldn't you ask them what their plans are?"
"When they first got married, I was hoping they would have a child. But then so much happened, and you wanted them to divorce or whatever. With Song Zhenbao entangled in this, I think it's better to let nature take its course! If they want children, they will have them naturally. If they can't figure things out and end up divorcing, it will be the child who suffers!"
Tian Yue picked up a watering can to water the flowers at the door.
"With your way of thinking, couples all over the world shouldn't have children!"
"What's wrong with my thinking? It's about minimizing harm!" Tian Yue replied.
At that moment, Qing Yuansheng put down the newspaper and murmured, "Jin Mai is actually facing bankruptcy; that's strange... Wu Qiang has been living a leisurely rural life at the resort these past two years, fishing, enjoying flowers, and raising birds without a care. I wonder if Jin Mai's bankruptcy has anything to do with him... A skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. It seems that even though he was drained of a hundred million, he still has some backup! Could it be that he really pocketed that hundred million? He truly is an old fox!"
He looked deeply at Tian Yue, who was watering a cluster of lush Asparagus Ferns in the yard. "How about we invite Wen Yu and his wife over for dinner tonight?" (To be continued...)
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