When Duan Ge saw Song Xiang's face clearly, he regretted what he said. But facing Song Xiang's cold face, he could never say soft words. He could only keep a straight face and pretend to be tough.
With a look like that, he opened the door forcefully.
Song Xiang was pushed by the opened door and staggered back two steps.
Duan Ge's eyes flickered and he ignored her, slamming the door hard again.
As soon as the person went out, Song Xiang quickly locked his hands and then leaned weakly against the door panel.
She wanted to get angry, but she had nowhere to get angry, and she couldn't even find a reason to get angry. She had a purpose in following Duan Ge, and she asked for the humiliation.
The room was empty and there was no point in staying any longer. It was better to go back and make phone calls.
She calmed down, pulled out the key card, and went downstairs toward the front desk. When she walked around the corner, she heard a conversation not far away.
"I've been too busy lately, please relax today."
"Mr. Lewis, this is your key card."
"Thank you for your hard work, honey."
With the familiar tone, Song Xiang stopped instantly, stiffened for a moment, turned around and ran back almost by instinct.
Without looking, she was sure that it was Louis who just spoke.
This is a suburb of Beijing and a club. If Louis knew that she was here, he might come over in the middle of the night and take her away.
Song Xiang quickly returned to the room, her chest heaving violently, and she leaned against the door panel for a long time before she recovered.
She couldn't go out casually, wait until dark, and then quietly check out, or just leave the room card without checking out.
After confirming the plan, there was still a long time before dark, so she could only sit in the room and wait.
I didn’t eat in the morning or at noon. When I sat down suddenly, I felt an overwhelming feeling of hunger.
Fortunately, there was water and snacks in the room. She stuffed them into her mouth like a starved person and ate a lot before she felt better.
As night fell, there were footsteps outside the door, and it was the waiter who asked if he wanted to order as usual.
Song Xiang was so alert that he didn't even open the door. He said through the door that it was not necessary, and so he waited until nine o'clock again.
It was really late at night this time, and there were fewer people walking in the garden.
Song Xiang put on her coat and a mask, and planned to open the door.
As soon as she put her hand on the door handle, someone suddenly knocked fiercely on the door.
"Sister Song Xiang! Are you there?!"
Warm?
Song Xiang frowned slightly, opened the door impatiently, and was met with Wen Xin's pale face.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Xin gasped for air, and tears fell down before she could speak.
Song Xiang couldn't stand this kind of emotional expression that shed tears before saying anything. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and said, "Tell me something."
Wen Xin took a deep breath and said in a calmer tone: "Something happened to Mr. Yan, please go up and take a look."
"If anything happens to Mr. Yan, it's useless to go to Mr. Lu instead of me."
Wen Xin was completely panicked. No matter what Song Xiang said, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to the elevator.
"Sister, please help me. Go up and see if something really happened to Mr. Yan."
Song Xiang's heart was filled with fire. If she hadn't been worried about attracting onlookers by flirting with her, she would have definitely walked away on the spot.
As soon as the elevator arrived, Wen Xin pulled Song Xiang inside and went straight to Yan Han's room.
However, when he arrived at the door of the room and heard some movement inside, Wen Wenxin's face became even uglier, and almost all the blood was gone.
Song Xiang was confused and opened the door to the room, just in time to meet Lu Zechen who was walking out.
Lu Zechen smelled of alcohol, his eyes were reddish, and he was full of caution when he glanced at the warmth.
"What did you do to Li Han?"
Song Xiang was confused and turned to look at Wen Xin.
Wen Xin's tears were falling like beads, and she was at a loss, "I didn't do anything. I drank a glass of wine after Mr. Yan came back and that's it."
Lu Zechen looked carefully, but he didn't waste much time and turned to look at Song Xiang.
"You are familiar with him. Go in and take a look. There is something wrong with him."
Song Xiang had no choice but to stay out of the incident and could only walk into the room.
As soon as she stepped in, she smelled the subtle fruity aroma in the air. After a few careful sniffs, she was basically sure it was mango.
Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly walked to the inner room and saw Shun Han lying on the bed.
He was lying on the bed with one arm across his eyes, as if he hated the light. Not far away, Song Xiang could see him clenching his fists in discomfort, and half of his face hidden in the quilt was also glowing blue.
Lu Zechen walked in and asked Song Xiang uncertainly, "How is it?"
"It must be an allergy, call the doctor quickly." Song Xiang said firmly, but then suddenly thought of something.
She unbuttoned her collar and took out the pendant of the necklace. She gently twisted it with her fingertips and a small plastic ball slipped out of the pendant.
"Master Lu, please pour me a glass of water."
Lu Zechen didn't dare to delay, so he quickly followed the instructions and called the doctor.
Song Xiang smashed the plastic ball with an ashtray and took out the special medicine inside. Ever since Shun Han first got sick, she had been carrying medicine with her to prevent accidents. Recently, she was so busy that she forgot to throw it away. She didn't expect that it could still be used.
Come in handy.
Lu Zechen brought the water in and saw Song Xiang holding the medicine in one hand and preparing to support Yan Han with the other.
Yan Han was in pain when someone suddenly touched him. No matter who it was, he instinctively threw it away.