In the large office, there was a lounge chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and a young woman wearing sunglasses was sunbathing with her bare feet.
Wang Fuxue had just done something big and couldn't help but call Yan Han.
It took Yan Han a long time to answer the phone, but his tone was very unkind.
Wang Fuxue rolled her eyes, not being as knowledgeable as him, and said leisurely: "Guess who came to my place?"
Yan Han: "Your family is going bankrupt? You're in a panic."
Wang Fuxue: "...it's Song Xiang."
Yan Yanhan snorted softly and said in an indifferent tone: "Does it have something to do with me?"
Wang Fuxue clicked her tongue, not getting the expected response, and was very dissatisfied.
"Why are you so boring that you slept with me for five years and didn't care at all?"
"Have you ever seen any serious person who doesn't care about their bed?" Yan Han sneered, his tone disdainful.
Wang Fuxue straightened up and kicked the chair next to her hard, "She came with Duan Xiangtian's son and ordered a bottle of good wine."
She said with a very proud tone, "I gave you the leftover wine from last time. Do you think she can drink it?"
Yan Han paused.
Wang Fuxue smiled, thinking she had finally poked Yan Han, and couldn't help but tease him.
Yan Han suddenly said: "If it really doesn't work, you can find a class and have something serious to do."
Wang Fuxue: "..." Rub!
She closed her eyes, thinking of another killer move, "Duan Ge asked someone to put it in the ice cream..."
Yan Han interrupted her and said in a cold tone, "Remember to charge the price of the wine. Charge it according to the price of the whole bottle. She has money."
Wang Fuxue's beautiful eyes widened, she didn't know how this person had such a brain.
She was about to get angry when there was a series of knocks on the door outside.
"Enter!"
On the other side of the phone, Yan Han was about to hang up when he heard a panicked voice.
"Mr. Wang, something happened down there. A customer ate the ring that was placed in the ice cream!"
Wang Fuxue's foot slipped on the stool and she almost rolled to the ground. She couldn't help but cursed, and her gentle temperament disappeared instantly.
"Are you sick? Can you eat a ring that big?"
She yelled at the waiter and then looked down at the phone. Yan Han had already hung up the phone.
"He is so heartless. He doesn't care about gossip. He doesn't care about big things like swallowing a ring."
Wang Fuxue complained repeatedly while picking up her clothes and following the waiter downstairs.
As soon as they arrived on the second floor, they saw Duan Ge hurriedly entering the elevator with Song Xiang in his arms and squeezing her into a corner.
"Young Master, if something happens to me, can you discuss with your father about giving me half of your inheritance?" Song Xiang was so uncomfortable that she suddenly grabbed Duan Ge's shirt and said something nonsensical.
Wang Fuxue was still wearing sunglasses and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Duan Gehun was almost frightened and stared at the elevator numbers.
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
He rushed out immediately, completely ignoring Wang Fuxue in the corner.
"Hold on, it's not far from the hospital."
Duan Ge hugged Song Xiang and got into the car, comforting her all the way while driving nervously.
Song Xiang held her stomach, feeling that the pain was increasing rapidly. She remembered that Sister You committed suicide by swallowing gold in Dream of Red Mansions. She would not die too.
Damn it, if I had known this, I wouldn't have made Yan Han's promise and fulfilled it on the spot.
And my mother, I should have called her more often. I don’t know if she is okay now.
She was thinking wildly in her mind, and was being shaken back and forth by Duan Ge's car. Her head was dizzy, and the pain in her feet started to attack again.
Finally arriving at the hospital, Duan Ge rushed in and reported an emergency call, dragging a group of doctors out.
Seeing this posture, Song Xiang suddenly felt that he was going to die and felt very sad.
"First do a gastroscopy and take a X-ray, quickly!"
The attending doctor was so worried by Duan Ge's exaggeration that he even hardened his tone, as if Song Xiang had swallowed poison instead of a ring.
Song Xiang was pushed into the monitoring room and underwent a lot of examinations, which made her stomach even more uncomfortable.
Especially the gastroscopy was so uncomfortable that she felt like vomiting.
"Doctor, how are you doing?" Duan Ge grabbed the doctor's arm midway and asked anxiously.
The doctor pushed up his glasses, suddenly calmed down, and looked at Duan Ge suspiciously.
Song Xiang sat aside and couldn't hear the doctor's words for a long time. He suddenly felt that the situation was serious and couldn't help turning around to observe the doctor.
"Doctor, is it serious?"
The doctor took off his glasses and pushed out the report, "From the X-ray, there is no metal material in the patient's stomach. Are you sure he swallowed a gold ring?"
Song Xiang blinked and looked at Duan Ge.
Duan Ge glared, "Bullshit, could I possibly buy fakes?"
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, that's not what the doctor meant. Even if the product you bought is a fake, it is still made of metal.
She took a breath, smacked her lips, and recalled the feeling of swallowing ice cream. Although her throat scratched, it was not sharp, and it felt more like ice cream.
While I was struggling, the nurse outside suddenly walked in.