Lin Qiutong didn't know what the Shenchi Banquet meant, but since Song Qinian was here, there was no reason to let her leave so easily.
"Chun'er, you are a guest and you must not be rude. Let Miss Song come in quickly."
Zhou Xiaochun glared at Song Qinian, then cautiously and reluctantly stepped out of the way, "I'm warning you, this is a hospital, you'd better not mess around, otherwise Mr. Shen will definitely not let you go."
Song Qinian ignored Zhou Xiaochun and walked over to put the thermos box on the table.
"Hey... Ayan, it's true. I have someone taking care of me in the hospital, but he still doesn't feel at ease. He just needs someone to bring him food every day. Why bother you!"
Listening to Lin Qiutong calling Shen Chiyan such an affectionate name, Song Qinian felt quite uncomfortable in her chest.
Lin Qiutong complained about the Shenchi Banquet, but in fact, she deliberately showed off in front of Song Qinian.
The subtext is "You see, although Shen Chiyan is your husband, the person he cares about and loves is me!"
Song Qinian turned around and was about to leave, but Lin Qiutong stopped her, "Ms. Song, on such a hot day, you came all the way to deliver food to me. Sit down and drink a glass of water."
Lin Qiutong emphasized the word "specially". Song Qinian looked at Lin Qiutong with a slight frown. The first time he saw her, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. Why was he so polite now?
Logically speaking, if her father really kidnapped her and left her in a vegetative state for three years, shouldn't she hate her to death?
Perhaps seeing Song Qinian's thoughts, Lin Qiutong lowered his eyes slightly, looking aggrieved and sad, "I know the person who hurt me is your father, and you are innocent. I shouldn't put my hatred towards your father The intention is to focus on you."
What a great saint.
Zhou Xiaochun on the side was so moved that he almost cried.
Song Qinian was waiting for Lin Qiutong to keep her, so she followed the trend and stayed.
Song Qinian took out her mobile phone and typed. When Lin Qiutong saw this scene, the corner of her mouth curled up with a hint of pride.
It doesn't matter if Song Qinian marries Shen Chiyan. He's just a mute. How can he defeat her?
Thinking of something, Lin Qiutong handed a pen and a notebook to Song Qinian, "Miss Song, I see that you are very tired from typing. If you have anything to say to me, you'd better write it down in the notebook."
Song Qinian glanced at the pen and paper with her clear eyes, then shook her head lightly. After typing, she handed the phone to Lin Qiutong.
Lin Qiutong wanted to reach out for Song Qinian's mobile phone, but she gently dodged it. She signaled Lin Qiutong with her eyes, "You can only look at it, but you can't touch it."
Lin Qiutong's face turned green. She didn't expect Song Qinian to be so rude.
Her father bumped into her, shouldn't she be humble and beg for forgiveness in front of her?
Lin Qiutong was either looking at Song Qinian's phone like this, or she was arrogantly not looking at it, but she was really curious about what Song Qinian had written, so she went over and took a look.
"I am Chen Chi Yan's assistant. It's my working hours now. Shen Chi Yan asked me to deliver food. It's my duty. Miss Lin, you don't have to be polite... In addition, I like typing but don't like handwriting."
When she was just typing, Song Qinian actually wanted to ask Lin Qiutong how on earth she, a girl, broke free from the rope and ran out of the warehouse when her father kidnapped her.
If her father really wanted to ask for money from the Lin family, he would definitely not let her escape so easily!
But she was afraid that if she asked this question and alerted others, she could only delete it and rewrite it.
Don't be in a hurry! Don't be in a hurry!
Haste makes waste. If Lin Qiutong gets defensive, it will be even harder for her to find out the truth.
"I heard that this rice was made by Miss Song herself? Then I have to give it a try, Xiaochun..."
Zhou Xiaochun snorted lightly and took out all the food in the thermos box.
Lin Qiutong took one look at the three dishes and one soup, and smiled very happily, "The color looks very good, and the taste must be delicious. Xiaochun, bring me a pair of chopsticks."
"Miss, this dish tastes weird. She won't poison you, right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Apologize to Miss Song quickly. How could she poison me?"
"I……"
"Apologize!"
Zhou Xiaochun glared at Song Qinian fiercely and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry."
Song Qinian ignored her and just looked at Lin Qiutong indifferently, "Miss Lin, the food I cook is not delicious. If you don't like it, don't force it."
"Miss Song is too modest. If the food you cook is not delicious, Ayan will not let you cook for me."
Song Qinian said nothing more and watched Lin Qiutong take a piece of braised pork into his mouth.
As soon as he tasted it, Lin Qiutong's face turned dark at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Is this... something for people to eat?
As for "sexy, fragrant" things, she spent all her energy on "sexy" things, right?
Lin Qiutong glanced at Song Qinian, and saw Song Qinian looking at him with an innocent face, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was waiting for praise.
She also took out her mobile phone and typed three words, "Is it delicious?"
Lin Qiutong didn't know if Song Qinian deliberately made things difficult for her, but the meat was already in her mouth. If she spit it out, what if Song Qinian went to Shen Chiyan and told her that she was deliberately making things difficult?
She is now not sure what the Shenchi Banquet means to Song Qinian, and she doesn't dare to let go of such a trivial matter.
So, he swallowed the meat forcefully.
Song Qinian knew how unpalatable her own cooking was. Seeing that Lin Qiutong was still enduring it even though she didn't like it, he pushed other dishes in front of her, gesturing for her to eat more.
Lin Qiutong: "..."
On the other side, Shen Chiyan went on a business trip to a neighboring province early in the morning. After settling the matter, on the way back, he asked about Gao Kunlun.
"Did Song Qinian go to deliver food?"
"Um."
Shen Chiyan frowned, feeling complicated and irritable.
The cell phone rang. It was Lin Lanxing's call from Lin Qiutong's cell phone.
"Brother Chi Yan, it's not good, something happened to my sister after she ate the meal cooked by Song Qinian."
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As soon as Shen Chiyan entered Lin Qiutong's ward, he saw that Lin Qiutong's face was pale and ugly, and he was extremely weak.
Seeing Shen Chi Yan come in, Lin Qiutong stretched out her hand towards Shen Chi Yan, "A Yan..."
Shen Chiyan walked over and helped her, "What's going on?"
Lin Lanxing said angrily: "Those dishes on the table were brought over by Song Qinian. My sister started to have stomachaches and vomited after eating those dishes...Song Qinian was evil-hearted and didn't know what was added to them.
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"Did you get tested by a doctor?"
"Tested, but the results haven't come out yet!"
Lin Qiutong leaned into Shen Chiyan's arms and said considerately: "Ayan, I don't blame Miss Song. She also has good intentions. It must be that I am in poor health and cannot enjoy Miss Song's lunch."
At this time, the test results came out. The food in the meal was normal and there was no poison.
Lin Lanxing didn't believe it, "It's impossible. If there was nothing, how could my sister have such a big reaction after eating it?"
Chen Chiyan glanced at Gao Kunlun. Gao Kunlun picked up his chopsticks and took two bites. His face looked like he was constipated, and he couldn't say anything.