"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." Deputy Secretary Lang 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 Deputy Secretary Lang not to disturb her!" Seeing this, Song Yingjie quickly stopped Lang Guoqing and said.
But Deputy Secretary Lang 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 Deputy Secretary Lang obviously knew the whereabouts of Shen Jiayi. 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 Deputy Secretary Lang was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, a hand blocked him, and a man's faint voice came to his ear.
Deputy Secretary Lang 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?" Deputy Secretary Lang 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 Deputy Secretary Lang is fine, please come back!" Zhuo Yifan But he didn't save any face for Deputy Secretary Lang, 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 Deputy Secretary Lang'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?" Deputy Secretary Lang asked calmly, then turned to look at Song Yingjie and said, "Mr. Song, who is this gentleman? ah?"
"Well... let him introduce it to you himself!" Song Yingjie said with a helpless smile.
Hearing this, Deputy Secretary Lang frowned again. Being able to sit in the position 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 interrupted by this man. The man interrupted. Now he is silent.
"It doesn't matter who I am. You know, Shen Jiayi just doesn't see any guests today. Deputy Secretary Lang has many things to do, so I won't send them away!" Zhuo Yifan said lightly.
Deputy Secretary Lang squinted his eyes slightly and stared at Zhuo Yifan for a while, his eyes a little complicated. Finally he breathed out, nodded slowly and said, "Since it's inconvenient, I'll come back another day!"
Seeing Deputy Secretary Lang snort and leave with the people around him, Zhuo Yifan's expression suddenly darkened. This Secretary Lang was obviously a weasel paying New Year's greetings to the rooster and had no good intentions. He even suspected that Deputy Secretary Lang The secretary was inseparable from the bombing of Shen Jiayi!
"Xiaofan, if you treat Deputy Secretary Lang 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.