Song Qingyou has been busy with work since then. Qing Ning is about to be listed overseas. Those projects sent by the Song family will be operated by Qing Ning in the form of shares. At the same time, the Shiyu Venture Capital established by her and Yan Shaoqin is gradually getting on the right track.

She had very little time to sleep every day, and Song Chang tried to persuade her to no avail. As he watched the young lady become thinner and thinner, and the frequency of coughing up blood increased a lot, his heart started to beat violently.

I always worry that one day I will open my eyes and the lady will be gone.

Song Chang knew that she wanted to use Qing Ning to distract the Song family as soon as possible, but no matter how anxious she was, she had to take care of her health.

But it was useless for him to be anxious. The client was still calm and calm, so he could only urge her to take medicine on time every day.

It's not that Song Qingyou doesn't want to sleep, she just can't sleep. Her insomnia is getting worse. She's always woken up by coughing in the middle of the night. Instead of lying in bed tossing and turning, she simply gets up to work.

The listing of Qing Ning was imminent, and she had to seize the Song family's projects before Song Yuan noticed it, so that Song Yuan would be willing to invest the funds, and finally take advantage of the trend to drain the money.

Only when the capital chain of the Song Group is broken, Song Yuan will rush to sell his shares to obtain capital injection.

She wanted to take everything back bit by bit that he had snatched away from her mother and grandfather.

Song Qingyou was lying on the desk tiredly, with a severe headache, and her physical condition was getting worse day by day. She had a heart problem, and now she was working hard and was even more nervous.

WeChat dinged.

Song Qingyou rubbed her eyebrows and raised her eyes, then sighed helplessly.

I have been hiding from Fu Wenzhou for almost a month.

She had been locked up for the past month and had someone change the locks. This time she was smart and didn't install a combination lock. Fu Wenzhou couldn't get in without a key.

But my cell phone suffered. During this period, I was bombarded with calls on WeChat.

Song Qingyou didn't know how to face Fu Wenzhou. He didn't believe in her that day, and she was disappointed in her heart.

But when it came to talking about this disappointment, she felt weird. Why should she care about Fu Wenzhou's opinion of her?

She was not dull in terms of emotions. She realized that she might have some ulterior motives for Fu Wenzhou, so she could only force herself to hide in her turtle shell, unable to offend her.

Song Qingyou has always been aware that every minute and second of her time is marked. In this limited time, she has more important things to do than love.

She took a deep breath, patted her face, braced herself, and continued to stare at the dense English on the computer screen.

She will go to Country M early tomorrow morning to prepare for the launch of lime, and she won't dare to slack off for a moment.

The plane pierced the sky and Song Qingyou landed safely.

Song Chang followed her with her luggage. The two arranged accommodation in advance and went to the hotel to rest for a night. The next day, they went to attend a banquet hosted by some overseas investors.

Song Qingyou did not attend as the boss of Qing Ning. Her replacement was the current CEO of Qing Ning.

She sat quietly in the corner holding a wine glass with not a drop of champagne inside.

After staring for a while and finding no problem, she got up and went to the courtyard.

The moonlight shines quietly on the branches and leaves in the yard like flowing water, adding a sense of mystery to the manor at night.

Song Qingyou was walking alone in the backyard when she suddenly heard some noises in the depths.

Under the moonlight, the man fell to the side and was struggling to get up from the ground and sit back on the wheelchair next to him.

"Need help?"

Song Qingyou asked softly.

The sudden sound caused the man's movements to freeze suddenly, and his originally gloomy face became even colder, as if he was extremely reluctant to be seen in such a miserable state.

Even his voice was filled with faint anger: "No need! Get out of here!"

Song Qingyou: "..."

Since others did not accept her kindness, she had no intention of staying any longer.

After looking at the man, he turned around and left.

Suddenly there was the sound of a hard object falling to the ground behind him.

Song Qingyou stopped for a moment, turned around, walked to the man, and met the man's angry eyes.

"I've already seen your most embarrassing side, and there's no point in hiding it, so -"

Song Qingyou asked: "Do you need help?"

Her eyes were crushed into broken shadows, and she was wearing a moon-white gauze skirt with shadows, shrouded in a cool halo, and she was alone in the night.

Ruan Mingchen saw her face clearly and recognized her as the woman wearing a cheongsam at the Ruan family's charity dinner that day.

He glanced at her up and down, inexplicably feeling that this woman looked better in a cheongsam.

He no longer refused, but remained sullen.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Qingyou bent down and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him up. However, she overestimated her own strength, stumbled and fell into the man's body.

Ruan Ming's dark eyes locked on her: "Help?"

Song Qingyou was thrown violently and began to cough violently. She took out the medicine bottle from her bag, raised her head and swallowed a medicine. The urge to cough out her internal organs was relieved.

She raised her eyes, the ends of her eyes stained with red stains: "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well."

In the end, Ruan Mingchen only borrowed a third of her strength, and the rest sat back in the wheelchair by himself.

Song Qingyou smiled very apologetically.

Ruan Ming glanced at her deeply, and when she was about to leave, he stopped her: "Song Qingyou."

Song Qingyou turned around, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know." Ruan Mingchen said.

Song Qingyou choked.

Fortunately, the other party quickly explained his intention: "I heard that you saved my brother before."

Song Qingyou recalled briefly for a few seconds and frowned slightly: "Are you Ruan Mingchen?"
Chapter completed!