Shen Zhien hailed a taxi. Su Yanle, who was about to get in, ran up to him and stopped him.
"Thank you for today, Shen Zhien. I can go back by myself.”
"You should still have something to do in your shop. Go back quickly. The taxi will go directly to the entrance of the neighborhood. There's no need to trouble you.”
She looked at Shen Zhien and said with a smile.
Shen Zhien looked at her, who was thanking him in a serious manner, and suddenly smiled.
"You're afraid that Song Ziwei will see you."
He looked at Su Yanle with a teasing smile.
"Only... No, I have nothing to do with him.”Su Yanle's face turned slightly red when she heard what he said. She quickly turned her head to the side.
"Nothing? You're husband and wife."
Shen Zhien said from the side.
"That was just an act!" Su Yanle shouted excitedly.
As soon as she spoke, she remembered what Song Ziwei had warned her in all seriousness-not to tell anyone about their fake relationship.
It was over. She looked at Shen Zhien.
However, on second thought, it didn't matter if he knew. Even if she didn't say it, Zhang Yiwen would probably tell him.
Just as she was thinking about it, Shen Zhien, who was beside her, laughed even harder.
"I see. Alright, I understand.”He smiled as he closed the car door for her and waved at her.
The taxi drove off in an instant, and Shen Zhien's smiling face gradually disappeared from her sight.
.........
As soon as she entered, she saw Song Ziwei sitting on the sofa with an unhappy expression.
Su Yanle carefully walked over and saw his ugly face clearly from the front.
Every time Song Ziwei was angry, he was actually like a childish little boy.
"Hey." She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Song Ziwei only stared at the magazine in his hand and did not even look at her.
"What's wrong with you, Young Master?"
Su Yanle was a little upset and was not in the mood to care about the young master's mental state.
His girlfriend almost disfigured him today.
She glanced at Song Ziwei, who had a sour expression on his face, and couldn't help but secretly make a face.
Suddenly, she remembered that the wound on her hand was still exposed. She secretly felt that something was wrong. She could not let Song Ziwei see it and know that she had gone to see Zhang Yiwen.
As she thought of this, she quickly ran into the bedroom and put on a knitted sweater.
"What are you doing? It was exposed outside, but it was covered up when it came home?”
Song Ziwei looked at Su Yanle who walked out of the room wearing a knitted cardigan and felt even more displeased.
Was he a fool? He actually waited for her to eat at home.
Su Yanle looked at the cardigan on his body and wanted to retort, but he had nothing to say. He could only stand there foolishly.
"Also, look at the time yourself. You said you'll be back in a while. Is this called a while? Are you trying to starve me to death?!"
As he spoke, he was actually a little excited. He, who was originally half-paralyzed on the sofa, had now sat up straight.
Su Yanle looked at him in surprise and found it funny.
"Are you waiting for me to eat?”
She looked at Song Ziwei, but Song Ziwei seemed guilty and deliberately looked elsewhere.
"Ahem, who said I was waiting for you to eat? The auntie who cooks isn't here now. I'm waiting for you to come back and cook.”
"Me cooking?" Su Yanle looked into the kitchen. "Where's Auntie? Shouldn't she be done cooking by now?”She turned around and asked Song Ziwei.
Song Ziwei was slightly stunned.
"Ah, auntie, she... Her son was sick. Didn't she apply for leave and go back early?”He wasn't good at lying, and his tone was a little unnatural, but Su Yanle didn't notice it at all.
"I see. I was wondering why you were so kind. So you were waiting for me to come back and work hard.”
As Su Yanle spoke, he walked towards the fridge to see if there were any ingredients that could be used.
The combination lock suddenly rang a few times, followed by the sound of the door opening at the entrance.
Could it be that Yang Jing had returned?
Su Yanle quickly ran to the entrance obediently, ready to welcome Yang Jing home.
The person who walked in was Aunty Wang, who was cooking.
" Aunty Wang." Su Yanle went up to her, trying to comfort her.
"I heard that Minzhe is sick? Is it serious?"
Song Ziwei sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at her with a complicated expression. He had never expected that Auntie would suddenly return. It seemed that Su Yanle was quite familiar with her and even knew her son's name.
"What? Aiyo, what's wrong? That kid's body is strong. I was thinking of going back early to cook for him. It just so happened that Young Master said that he wanted to bring you out to eat, so I left early. Haha.”
The auntie had a happy smile on her face as she said a long string of words. Then, she turned around and walked into the house.
"Look at my memory. I'm really old. I forgot my phone in the kitchen. I was about to call Minzhe when I remembered. Hahaha, Yangle, you guys go eat. Auntie will leave first.”
After saying that, the auntie rushed out of the door, probably afraid that her son would wait at home for too long.
The house suddenly fell silent.
No one spoke for a long time.
"Song Ziwei."
Su Yanle finally decided to break the silence.
"Didn't they say that Auntie's son is sick?”
Her eyes flashed with slyness as she smiled and walked towards Song Ziwei.
Song Ziwei was a little angry from embarrassment. He secretly decided that even if he starved to death today, he would not bring this woman out for dinner.
He stood up and prepared to return to his room. He didn't expect Su Yanle to be one step ahead of him.
"What are you doing? Didn't you say you were going to take me out for dinner?”
"I..." Song Ziwei's ears turned red. He stood awkwardly in front of Su Yanle and finally could not help but explode.
"Get out of the way!"
He couldn't help but reach out to push Su Yanle away, but he didn't expect to use too much strength. He fell forward without any warning and fell to the side.
He reached out to grab her, but failed.
"Ah!" Su Yanle fell to the ground, and an indescribable pain quickly spread from his previous wound.
Because it was a burn, it could not be bandaged at that time, nor could it touch the clothes. However, in order not to let Song Ziwei see her, she still wore a piece of clothing. When Song Ziwei touched her just now, her entire wound was in so much pain that it felt like it was burning. Now, it even seemed to be stuck to her clothes.
"Hey, it can't be." Song Ziwei looked nervously at Su Yanle, who was lying on the ground in pain.
Could it be that he had hit something and fractured his bones?
He squatted down and gently pulled her wrist.
"Is it this hand? Did you hurt your bones?" He gently reached out his hand, trying to find the place where the fracture was.
"Don't touch it!"
Su Yanle saw him reach out to where he was injured and quickly pulled his hand back.
"Let me see."
Song Ziwei finally realized that something was wrong. He pulled Su Yanle over and gently lifted the thin knitted shirt.
Su Yanle was already grimacing in pain when his clothes reached his arm. The wound was slowly exposed, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding fair skin, making it even more shocking. Every time he pulled at the stuck area, it would hurt.
Song Ziwei could see her pain. He no longer cared about the remaining sleeves that had not been taken off. He reached out and grabbed her other arm, pulling her up.
"Follow me to the hospital."
He didn't say much and pulled her out of the door.
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