Chapter 547: 533, Turns out sheâs not the only one thinking this way (1)_1 Chapter 547: 533, Turns out sheâs not the only one thinking this way (1)_1 VIP ward
Song Xirou was lying on the hospital bed; a bandage stuck on her forehead and her foot was wrapped in a thick one, she looked rather miserable.
Zhang Tong sat at the bedside, watching over her unconscious daughter on the bed, her face masked with gloom.
âAuntie, itâs getting late. We should go back now. Weâll visit Xirou again when she wakes up tomorrow,â Quan Yifei said as darkness outside began to envelop the room.
Zhang Tong looked up at her and restrained her initial response when she noticed Rhee, âAlright, thank you for coming.â
After seeing off Rhee and Quan Yifei, Zhang Tong could no longer hold back her anger.
She glanced at Song Yi, her tone filled with discontent, âWhat were you doing outside the operating room, stopping me? Canât you see how hurt Rourou is? Doesnât it break your heart?â
Her daughter went to the Quan Family safe and sound, but now sheâs in this condition. How could anyone be happy about it?
âThatâs enough! Stop your nonsense,â Song Yi shouted with a grim face, âRourou is still unconscious and we donât know the actual circumstance. As soon as something happens, you blame all the responsibility on the Quan Family. What if Rourou actually fell down the staircase due to her carelessness, how do you suppose sheâll go on living then?â
Zhang Tong rebuffed, âAnyway, I canât believe that Rourou would fall off the stairs for no reason. Thereâs definitely more to it than meets the eye.â
âAlright, we will discuss this once Rourou wakes up,â Song Yi said, âTake good care of her here, I still have a few meetings to attend at the company.â
With that, he picked up his coat, put it on, and walked out.
Meanwhile, Rhee and the others returned to their mansion. Only the Quan matriarch and Quan Mingxuan were in the living room.
âFeifei, how is Xirou doing?â As soon as they saw them return, the Quan Matriarch asked anxiously, âIs Xirou badly injured?â
Quan Yifei sat down next to her, âItâs okay for now, nothing life-threatening, but she needs a good rest.â
âThatâs a relief,â the Quan Matriarch sighed in relief.
âMom, where are Little Qingqing and Jingwu?â Rhee looked around the living room but didnât see Jian Qing or Quan Jingwu.
âTheyâre upstairs.â
Rhee looked at the Quan Matriarch, a trace of hesitation flashing across her eyes.
Noticing Rheeâs hesitation, Quan Mingxuan casually broke the silence and said, âGrandmother, donât believe everything Song Xirou tells you when she wakes up.â
He was aware of the life-saving favor Song Xirou had done for the Matriarch. What he feared was Song Xirou taking advantage of this and stirring up domestic strife by mouthing inappropriate things.
The Quan Matriarch was taken aback and looked at him puzzled, âAxuan, what do you mean?â
Considering what Song Xirou had said before she passed out, Quan Yifei felt it was necessary to alert their grandmother preemptively.
âGrandma, Xirou isnât as nice as you think she is. You shouldnât believe everything she says.â
Confused by what her grandchildren had said, the Quan Matriarch was left disoriented.
âYou both seemed strange, Iâm being led in circles. Did Xirou do something?â
Quan Mingxuan chuckled lightly, âGrandmother, I understand you have great affection for Song Xirou since she saved your life once. But to be honest, we donât really like her that much. She isnât as innocent and kind as she appears to be.â
Hearing this, the Quan Matriarchâs doubts grew even more. Before she could ask anything, Quan Mingxuan dropped another bombshell.
âGrandma, Song Xirou has feelings for Jingwu.â
At this, Rhee looked at Quan Mingxuan in surprise. As it turned out, not only did she have this feeling, Mingxuan shared the same thought. Seems like she hadnât wronged Song Xirou after all.
âAxuan, who told you that? And also, Xirou told me that she has a boyfriend,â Quan Matriarch asked.
âGrandmother, we donât know if what she says is true or false. How do you know she actually has a boyfriend?â Quan Mingxuan smirked, âHave you seen her boyfriend?â
On hearing this, the Quan Matriarch was left speechless and unable to refute.
Quan Mingxuan finished right there, stood up, and walked upstairs; Quan Yifei followed him.
âMom, actually, Axuan and I share the same opinion. I donât like that Song Xirou either,â Rhee added.
âRhee, you think the same way?â The Quan Matriarch felt even more bewildered upon hearing this.
Rhee nodded, âUh-huh.â
With everyone saying the same thing, the Quan Matriarch sunk into deep thought.
Could it be true that as one ages, their judgment of people becomes unreliable?
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The sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped; the bathroom door was pushed open, and a man with long legs stepped out.
He held a sleeping women with his strong arms, walked with long strides towards the bedside. The soft light poured on them, making them look like they were pieces of art.
âBaby!â
Quan Jingwu placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and called her softly by her ear.
Jian Qingâs brows slightly furrowed, her eyes tightly shut, her fair hands clung tightly onto his robe. She let out a soft hum, and fell sound asleep.
Looking at her adorable sleeping face, Quan Jingwu chuckled, put his big hand over her small hand, slipped under the blanket, and laid beside her.
He lowered his head to kiss her forehead, his fingers gently caressed her rosy cheeks and his thin lips broke into a charming smile.
After a while, he reached out for his phone and dialed Shen Hao.
âCancel all collaborations with the Song Family.â
Upon hearing this, Shen Hao, who was dining with Fu Heng and others, looked surprised.
What did the people of the Song Family do to provoke his Boss again?
âGot it.â He didnât ask any further and just answered.
After hanging up, Quan Jingwu threw his phone aside, pulling the girl in his arms even tighter.
Baby, no matter who it is, they canât hurt you even the slightest bit.
âEnd of sceneâ
Chu Family
âBaihao, why are you here?â Chu Yan looked up from the newspaper when he heard footsteps, greeted the newcomer with a smile, when he saw who it was.
âGrandpa Chu, Iâm here to see Ruohan. Is she here?â The casually dressed man, clad in a blue windbreaker, boast an audacious look.
Mention of Chu Ruohan made Chu Yanâs smile fade, âSheâs upstairs. What business do you have with her?â
Qin Baihaoâs eyes darkened, he said with a smile, âNothing special, I just havenât seen her for the past few days. I thought of taking her out for a bit; after all, we will be getting married in a few days. I want to take her out shopping.â
Chu Yan closed his newspaper and said, âShe has been feeling unwell over the past few days, so we didnât let her go out. We didnât want anything to disrupt the wedding.â
âSheâs been unwell? Why didnât anyone tell me sooner? If I had known, I would have rushed over to see her immediately.â Qin Baihaoâs face was filled with worry and his tone was urgent, âHow is she now? Is her condition serious?â
Seeing his anxious expression, anyone who didnât know him better wouldâve thought he was deeply in love with Chu Ruohan.