The Lu family's private hospital received very few people. When Song Xiang arrived at the door, she still reported Yan Han's name before entering.
The place where Rong Boye lived was different. He was surrounded by bodyguards, and even nurses had to be checked when entering or exiting.
Song Xiang was stopped as soon as she got out of the elevator. She looked around and didn't find Rong Zhe, so she couldn't say anything for a while.
"I'm here to see Mr. Rong. Please pass a message to me."
"Mr. Rong doesn't see guests."
The bodyguard was selfless and his expression didn't change at all. He was obviously not surprised. There were so many people wanting to see Rong Boye. Just a moment ago, there were already a dozen people visiting him.
Song Xiang bit her lip, "Can you help me call Mr. Rongzhe?"
The other party was stunned, not expecting that she seemed to know Rong Zhe.
"No need."
Before the bodyguard responded, a female voice came from behind.
Song Xiang turned around, feeling uncomfortable. Her intuition told her that she probably wouldn't be able to see Rong Boye today.
Ji Yu was the same as before, holding her shapeless belly ridiculously, and walked slowly to Song Xiang.
"Mr. Song wants to see Mr. Rong?"
"It's just a visit." Song Xiang said calmly.
Ji Yu's eyes fell on the fruit in her hand, with a slight flash of disdain, "Give it to me, Mr. Rong is resting, and he probably doesn't have time to see you."
Song Xiang didn't like her and didn't know what she meant here.
Logically speaking, Rong Boye should be considered her father-in-law.
"Mr. Song, don't you trust me?" Ji Yu said with a smile.
Song Xiang shook his head, "Miss Ji is overthinking. I just feel a little regretful that I can't see Mr. Rong."
"You are not the only one who has this kind of regret." Ji Yu took a step forward, leaned next to Song Xiang, and said softly: "I don't know how many women come to see Mr. Rong every year for all kinds of weird reasons.
Exceptions are those that fail and return.”
Song Xiang's eyes darkened, he turned his face and looked at Ji Yu coldly.
"Is Miss Ji so afraid of someone around Mr. Rong because she is worried that the Rong family's property will not fall on the child in your belly?"
Ji Yu lowered the corners of her lips, and a sinister look flashed across her eyes.
"Mr. Song, your thoughts are too dark. To you, Mr. Rong is just a rich man. To me, he is an elder who watched me grow up!"
whispering sound--
Song Xiang resisted rolling her eyes. Ji Yu was too hypocritical.
When they first met, she was bullying her. Later, she got close to her for no reason, and now she is worried that she is deliberately getting close to Rong Boye.
She originally only had admiration and gratitude for Rong Boye, but when Ji Yu speculated so disgustingly, she felt really angry.
Forget it, forget it.
She turned around and wanted to hand the fruit in her hand to the bodyguard.
"Please, please pass it on to Mr. Rong for me."
Ji Yu hummed.
The bodyguard took the fruit and didn't intend to hand it over at first. He just turned around to show off. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw Rong Zhe walking around the corner.
"Brother Zhe."
Song Xiang heard the sound and looked up.
"Miss Song?"
Rong Zhe walked closer, glanced at Song Xiang, and then at Ji Yu.
Song Xiang collected her emotions and bowed slightly, "I heard that Mr. Rong is hospitalized. I'm really sorry about what happened this afternoon. I'll come over and take a look."
Rong Zhe nodded, "Sir, you have rested."
Song Xiang was a little disappointed, and then asked: "Is the problem big?"
"It's an old habit, it's not big or small, it's not small." Rong Zhe said.
Song Xiang sounded uncomfortable, "Then when Mr. Rong wakes up, I will come see him."