Qianzhi didn't expect this, so she quickly went to help him.

As a result, Lin Yanzhi's face was as steady as a mountain, and he didn't want her help at all.

"I can do it." Lin Yanzhi said, looking up at Song Qishen who had one hand in his pocket, but his expression didn't change much.

Lin Yanzhi couldn't care less and went directly to ask Song Qishen, "Brother, do you think I'm okay?"

Qian Zhi kept looking at Lin Yanzhi, "Brother Yanzhi, are you really...not in pain?"

"This is a small matter. Brother, Brother Qishen, Brother Shen!" Lin Yanzhi's three affectionate calls finally made Song Qishen's expression relax a little.

Song Qishen said "Yeah" lightly, and then asked casually, "That car you never picked up recently?"

"I gave it to you, just consider it as compensation for not going to your wedding, just a piece of the money."

Song Qishen raised his eyelids slightly and nodded.

When Lin Yanzhi saw this, he was about to cry with joy when he stood up from the durian.

Assistant Xia, who had measured the overall capacity of the perfume clip upstairs, completed the task perfectly and had already gone downstairs, walked over here.

"Mr. Song——" Before Assistant Xia could finish his sentence, his eyes touched Lin Yanzhi at the entrance.

Then, his gaze naturally went downwards.

I saw the durian.

"............"

Assistant Xia wanted to avoid this scene, but as soon as he raised his head, his eyes met Lin Yanzhi's in the air.

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Yanzhi was the first to react and jumped up. Although his legs softened and he almost knelt down again, he still managed to hold on.

Assistant Xia spoke before him, "Mr. Xiao Lin, I didn't see anything."

Lin Yanzhi said in distress, his tone was a little depressed, "Did I say anything to you... You didn't see anything..."

Not yet! I saw it!!

Song Qishen looked at him indifferently, "You still want to rush to send another car, right?"

"Hey, no way, haha, I'm kidding." Lin Yanzhi blinked desperately at Assistant Xia and Qian Zhi, barely blinking his single eyelids into double eyelids.

Qianzhi looked at him for a while, then bent down and picked up the big durian, "Okay, Brother Yan, come in, this is the after-dinner fruit."

Naturally, the four of us eat lunch together.

When men gather in a group, they naturally talk about business issues.

Qian Zhi couldn't say anything, so she just sat there and ate in silence.

As the topic went on and on, somehow it came back to her.

"I didn't think about that much, it was just a party. That girl is my favorite, so I just thought about you coming and going as you like. You guys at Jinding also know that I'm not getting along with her.

, we haven’t even dated..." Lin Yanzhi’s tone sounded quite innocent.

"So you are still the victim?" Song Qishen gave Qian Zhi a chopstick of food and glanced at her.

"Of course." Lin Yanzhi took it for granted, and then looked at Qian Zhi, "I am the victim, and Zhi Zhi is the biggest victim."

As he said that, he waved his hand, "But I've taken care of everything over there, so don't worry. But I'm really scared. I've been keeping myself clean for almost a year, but I didn't expect to fall into this trap."

It was a good thing that Lin Yanzhi didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned the words "keep yourself clean", three eyes immediately shot towards him, their eyes burning.

These four words don’t fit with him no matter how they sound!

"What's wrong? What's so surprising? I haven't taken a girl to a hotel this year." Lin Yanzhi snorted from his nose.

"Okay, Brother Yanzhi, stop it..." Qianzhi didn't want to hear Lin Yanzhi's so-called emotional history anymore.

One time they had a gathering again, and Song Qishen took the time to bring her over.

Lin Yanzhi drank some wine and started talking about how his last girlfriend dumped him, looking aggrieved.

Probably drunk, he took Zhou Yunxing and Xiao Li's hands, one on each side, and started howling.

The demonic sound penetrated my ears, and even thinking about it now makes my skin crawl.

After dinner, Lin Yanzhi flattered Song Qishen again. Feeling that they had a deep friendship with each other, he also coaxed the couple and immediately left with Assistant Xia.

Qianzhi couldn't stand it any longer, so she went back to the master bedroom and had a good sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

After Song Qishen finished handling his official duties, he took her to wash up with him. The two of them made a fuss in the bathroom, with foam stains all over the floor, and then they were willing to give up.

I don’t know if she slept for too long in the afternoon and her mind was a little unclear. Qianzhi still felt sleepy even at night after washing up.

There was an indescribable restlessness inside her, like irritability or an unknown disturbing emotion.

Like a feather, it scratches non-stop.

"What's wrong?" Song Qishen saw her like this and spoke slowly.

"I can't explain it, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable."

"Why do you feel so bad? Is it because your childhood is here?"

"No, I can't tell."

Qianzhi shook her head, "But don't worry, I'm just a little confused. Maybe I ate too much for dinner. I think I'll be fine after a while."

"Yeah." Song Qishen responded and took her into his arms.

He was extraordinarily silent today and did nothing. He just pressed her in his arms and the two of them nestled under the thin quilt.

Both sides are speechless.

It seems like they all have something to hide.

"Since you feel a little uncomfortable, why don't you go to bed now?" Song Qishen asked softly.

Qianzhi buried herself in his arms, "Well..."

The lights went out and Song Qishen still felt sleepy as he listened to the girl's breathing in his arms gradually calming down.

Maybe there is a connection between lovers?

He had the same feeling as Qian Zhi today.

This feeling of being out of control happened last time, when Qian Zhi signed up to go to France for further study without informing him.

The night gradually got deeper, and Song Qishen didn't think for too long. He tilted his head against the little girl's head, hugged her sweetheart, and fell asleep.

Many years later, when Qian Zhi recalled that night, she felt that it was God's intention.

In the middle of the night, Qian Zhi was woken up by Song Qishen.

She was sleepy and just stared, when she raised her eyes and saw Song Qishen's slightly pursed thin lips.

There was no change in his expression, but the frown between his eyebrows and the tight jawline showed his mood at this moment.

The string that Qian Zhi was twisting tightly in her heart finally broke with a "snap".

She also became nervous, and quickly sat up with half-stretched body, "...What's wrong?"

"Tidy up, we'll leave for the hospital later."

Qian Zhi looked at him and asked doubtfully, "Hospital?"

"The old man's condition is not very good. The hospital issued a critical illness notice."

Qian Zhi forgot to blink. She was so shocked by such bad news that she almost forgot to move.

Song Qishen took her clothes over and said, "Dabao, pack up, let's go."

Qianzhi reluctantly agreed, then forced herself to calm down and get dressed very quickly.

When we arrived at the hospital, there was no one in the corridor.

The bright daylight illuminated the empty hospital.

Gu Wanwan and Song Qingting sat on the bench on one side, their heads lowered.

Song Qishen strode forward, "Mom, how is the situation now?"

Gu Wanwan raised her head, her eyes suddenly turned red, "It's not good."

Song Qingting sat aside, silent, his eyes moist.

The summer night is cool, and the wind blows in through the window.

Although Song Qishen's warm palm wrapped around Qian Zhi's little hand, she still felt a little cold.

Not long after, Lu Wanting arrived late, and Qian Yan came with him. He was always a germaphobe and his shirt was wrinkled.

"Zhizhi, are you okay?" Lu Wanting ran to say something to Gu Wanwan, then turned around and looked at Qianzhi, whose eyebrows were lowered.

Qianzhi thought about the death of her grandparents and saw that Mr. Song was still in the intensive care unit, and her heart ached with pain.

She shook her head gently, indicating to Lu Wanting not to worry.
To be continued...