Suman arrived at the bank and quickly called Song Xiang to tell him that the check could be cashed.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, opened the drawer, saw the necklace, and had mixed feelings.
Yan Han's phone call came suddenly, and she put back her other thoughts.
"Have the auditors gone to investigate?"
Song Xiang was confused, "You just know?"
Yan Han: "I just had something to deal with, and I didn't see the call from the person next to you."
Song Xiang was confused, "What about Mr. Xu?"
"who?"
He really didn't know who brought Mr. Xu here.
Song Xiang was confused and told the story again.
Yan Han was silent for a moment, "Don't worry about it, I'll check it out."
"good."
He was obviously busy over there, so the two of them hung up the phone quickly without a chance to say anything more.
Song Xiang leaned on the chair, thinking back and forth, unable to figure out how this matter would develop.
The inspection happened suddenly, and the magic weapon came from heaven.
I didn't have time to think too much and started busy again.
Before getting off work, the hospital called and asked her why she didn't see Xu Shuyan yesterday.
It's raining outside today, which can easily affect your mood. I hope she'd better go take a look.
Song Xiang agreed and got off work at the right time.
When I arrived at the hospital, I felt tired and cheered up to approach the ward.
Xu Shuyan was sitting under the window, holding a pillow in her arms and whispering something.
Song Xiang has experience. As long as she doesn't call her mother, Xu Shuyan will pretend she doesn't exist and won't attack her.
Pushing the door open and walking in, I saw Xu Shuyan looking over with numb eyes, and the tip of my nose couldn't help but feel sore.
I walked over to comb her hair and heard her whispering.
"Xiangxiang is good, mother loves you."
"When the rain stops, I can stop taking medicine."
Song Xiang looked outside and saw that the rain was getting heavier.
She knelt down next to Xu Shuyan and thought for a moment before pointing to the pillow and saying, "Is it your baby?"
Xu Shuyan's eyes lit up, she smiled at her, shook the child in her arms, and said, "Nine months old, he will be able to leave soon."
She said it naturally, as if she really had a nine-month-old child in her arms.
Song Xiang reached out and tried to pull out the pillow, but Xu Shuyan immediately dodged it.
"Be good, be good, mom is here."
Song Xiang felt deeply powerless, lowered her eyes and took a deep breath, not wanting to say any more.
He struggled to hold himself up and help Xu Shuyan comb her hair.
It was close to seven o'clock. I left the ward and communicated with the nurse for a few more words before walking out.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the hospital, Yan Han's call came.
Before she could pick her up, she saw several identical black cars outside the hospital.
Yan Song got out of the car first and opened the door for Yan Han.
Yan Han did not ask anyone to hold the umbrella for him, but took the umbrella and walked straight in the direction of Song Xiang.
Song Xiang stood on the steps, watching him standing tall and tall, holding a black umbrella, walking through layers of rain. The dim light of the newly turned on street lamps shone on him, but it brought a little warmth.
When the person arrived in front of her, she was tall and blocked all the wind and rain in front of her.
Song Xiang walked out just now, saw the wind and rain outside, and felt like a rain was about to fall. He moved the umbrella above her head, and she suddenly felt that the sky was clearing up.
Yan Han held her with one hand and held her tightly in his arms, holding most of the umbrella above her head.
The two of them walked in sync and quickly got into the car.
After taking off his coat, Song Xiang originally wanted to check the injuries on his face, but he smelled an unusual aroma.
It's not like he uses it often.
She leaned over and sniffed quietly.
Yan Han noticed her movements and raised his eyebrows, "What? Do you smell other women's perfume?"