"Thank you, Secretary Lang, for your concern. Mr. Shen is fine." Song Yingjie raised his eyebrows and explained with a smile.
"Oh? I saw Mr. Shen was seriously injured yesterday. He was already admitted to the intensive care unit. How could he be fine in just one day? No, you'd better take me to see Mr. Shen's condition quickly." Lang Guoqing said. With a surprised look on his face, he obviously didn't believe Song Yingjie's words, so he insisted on walking towards Shen Jiayi's room.
"Secretary Lang, Mr. Shen is really fine. She has just recovered from a serious injury and is resting. I think it would be better for Secretary Lang not to disturb her!" Seeing this, Song Yingjie quickly stopped Lang Guoqing and said.
But Lang Guoqing had no intention of stopping and went straight to the door of Shen Jiayi's room.
Zhuo Yifan, who was standing to one side, could see clearly that Lang Guoqing clearly knew Shen Jiayi's whereabouts. He even knew the door number of the room she was in, right?
"I'm sorry, my wife needs to rest, no one can disturb her!" Just when Lang Guoqing was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, a hand blocked his way, and a man's faint voice came to his ear.
Lang Guoqing frowned and looked at the man blocking him in surprise. Needless to say, this man was Zhuo Yifan.
"Your wife? Why didn't I know that Mr. Shen was actually married?" Lang Guoqing looked at Zhuo Yifan suspiciously and asked with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Secretary Lang, let me introduce you..." Song Yingjie wanted to introduce Zhuo Yifan's identity at this time, but he was interrupted by Zhuo Yifan in the middle of his words.
"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. The point is that Shen Jiayi is my woman. I have the right to decide who she can and cannot see while she is recuperating. If Secretary Lang is fine, please come back!" Zhuo Yifan said He didn't save any face for Lang Guoqing, and explained in a cold tone.
When Song Yingjie heard this, he also knew that Zhuo Yifan did not want to reveal his identity, so he could only shut his mouth and say no more.
A look of anger flashed across Lang Guoqing's eyes, but he finally took a deep breath and suppressed it.
"Sir, I'm just concerned about Mr. Shen's condition. Why are you so nervous?" Lang Guoqing asked lightly, then turned to look at Song Yingjie and said, "Mr. Song, who is this gentleman? ?”
"Well... let him introduce it to you himself!" Song Yingjie said with a helpless smile.
Hearing this, Lang Guoqing frowned again. Being able to sit in the position he was in today, he could naturally see that Song Yingjie seemed to have some scruples about the man in front of him. When he was about to introduce this man just now, he was struck by this man. I was interrupted. Now I am silent.
"It doesn't matter who I am. You know, Shen Jiayi just doesn't see any guests today. Secretary Lang has many things to do, so I won't send them away!" Zhuo Yifan said lightly.
Lang Guoqing squinted his eyes and stared at Zhuo Yifan for a long time, then finally breathed out, nodded slowly and said, "Since it's inconvenient, I'll come back another day!"
Seeing Lang Guoqing snort and leave with the people around him, Zhuo Yifan's face instantly darkened. This Lang Guoqing was obviously a weasel paying New Year greetings to the chicken, and he didn't have good intentions. He even suspected that Lang Guoqing was with Shen Jiayi's death in the bombing is inseparable!
"Xiaofan, if you treat Lang Guoqing like that, I guess this old guy will give us little shoes to wear. What should we do next?" Seeing Zhuo Yifan's gloomy face, Song Yingjie asked carefully and softly from the side.