Yan Zhenzhen has been always causing little trouble recently. She can't stand it, but Song Xiang can't.
Spilling hot tea on her was to vent her anger and to irritate her.
With Yan Zhenzhen's character, if this cup of tea continues today, even if Yan Zhenting can teach her, Yan Zhenzhen will not be able to endure it.
There was no surveillance in the mobile home, and it was impossible for Yan Zhenting to take advantage of Yan Han's absence to actually attack her, otherwise he would be in trouble.
Yan Zhenzhen was sent to the hospital. Her condition is unknown, but she was most likely seriously injured, and the tea was boiling hot.
Song Xiang swaggered away from the scene and returned to the office to turn on the air conditioner.
Ding Fan came in and reported, "The injury is quite serious."
"Did Yan Zhenting go to the hospital?"
"It doesn't seem to be."
Song Xiang was surprised, "How is that possible?"
Ding Fan shook his head, not understanding the situation.
Song Xiang shrugged and raised his hand to let her go ahead.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was closer to one o'clock. In less than twenty-four hours, Yan Han was back.
Soldiers will stop him, water will cover him, and this is not the first time she has attacked Yan Zhenzhen. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Time passed little by little, and she thought Yan Zhenting's people would definitely arrive before getting off work, but to her surprise, there was no movement at all.
It was so unusual that it made her a little unsure.
It was close to six o'clock, and she was full of vigilance. She came downstairs from the office and did not relax for a moment.
The whole drive home was peaceful.
Song Xiang had a simple dinner, but the room was too quiet, so she simply put on her coat and went for a walk.
She clearly felt that someone was following her, but she was not afraid at all.
Yan Han must have been extremely busy and didn't call her all day long. She walked along the avenue and checked her phone from time to time.
On the way back, I suddenly saw a man sitting on the roadside.
She squinted her eyes and felt that he looked a bit like Rong Boye. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was impossible.
"Mr. Rong?"
The other party paused slightly, raised his arms, and looked in the direction of Song Xiang through the light curtain cast by the leaves.
When their eyes met, Song Xiang was stunned. He didn't expect that it was really Rong Boye.
The person who was supposed to be in the hospital suddenly appeared in front of her, and she almost thought it was a hallucination.
Looking closer, I found that Rong Boye's face was not good, and he was obviously sick.
"Why are you here alone?"
"Come out and get some air."
Song Xiang was confused. The hospital was quite far away from here. It was a bit unreasonable to come here to get some fresh air.
Rong Boye noticed her expression and said calmly: "I asked someone to check you and know your address, so I came here to take a look around your house."
"Looking for me?"
Rong Boye nodded.
Song Xiang touched the back of his head and asked, "Are you okay?"
Rong Boye: "Nothing, I just want to chat with you."
It was late at night, and they were not very familiar with each other. She still owed him a big favor, but the other party came to talk to her. If it were anyone else, Song Xiang's first reaction would be that the other party was not interested in drinking.
But when it was Rong Boye, she was not so disgusted. She also felt that he was outspoken and an open person.
She sat down next to Rong Boye, "I went to see you the day before yesterday. Is your health okay?"
Rong Boye turned to look at her and said, "I tasted the chili mango you bought."
Song Xiang was a little embarrassed, "That's a snack from Nanyang. I passed by a fruit stall and happened to see one selling it, so I bought it casually."
Rong Boye: "I ate it, and Ah Xun also ate it."
"How does it taste?"
"It was too fast and I didn't taste it very well."