After the Real Young Miss Became My Canary - Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Hearing such a huge secret so abruptly, He Rong dared not speak again. She didn’t have the courage to ask about the “enemy” part, terrified that she might uncover something else. Involving herself in her boss’s private affairs, love, and hatred… wouldn’t that get her silenced? It must be! Otherwise, why would Song Zhi have told her so frankly?

It had to be!

He Rong manually shut her mouth.

Song Zhi: “Book a flight for tomorrow evening. We’re going back.”

The earliest flight from here to the UK wasn’t until tomorrow evening. A private jet would require an immediate flight path application, so flying commercially was easier. To avoid any complications, it was best to return immediately. Besides, ever since seeing Shen Ying, an unsettling feeling had taken root in her heart.

He Rong had only been home for a few days and felt a pang of reluctance at the sudden departure: “So fast?”

Song Zhi: “I can go back first if you like, and the company will still reimburse your expenses. But the travel allowance will only be paid for the corresponding days you work here.”

Between professional ethics and a taste of home, He Rong reluctantly chose ethics: “I’ll go back with you then.”

Song Zhi was amused: “Don’t force yourself. It’s a democratic choice.” This secretary had a lively personality, wearing all her emotions on her sleeve. She was entertaining and took teasing seriously. Having her along made the business trip a bit more enjoyable.

He Rong quickly shook her head: “Not forced, not forced at all.” It’s definitely not because of the double allowance!

Back at the hotel, it was still relatively early. Song Zhi left a small nightlight on by the bed, planning to check the final reports before sleeping. Who knew that after just a few minutes, her eyes would start struggling to stay open?

I’ll finish the last two pages and then sleep, she told herself. Can’t let work pile up; that’s a bad habit.

Three minutes later, Song Zhi lay in bed, eyes tightly shut. The contract was still in her hand, lightly dropped to one side.

“Why are you sleeping here? Go to the bed.”

Song Zhi groggily opened her eyes. A beautiful but cold-faced woman came into view. She stared at the person blankly, her mind still hazy, but a sudden, unbidden sadness swelled in her heart, leaving her feeling hollow.

Who is this person? Why do I feel a little sad?

The woman gently tucked the quilt that had slipped to the floor around Song Zhi’s hand. Looking at her, she suddenly smiled: “Why are you so silly? Did you really get confused from the fever?”

Song Zhi suddenly understood. Oh, so it’s because I have a fever. No wonder her mind felt fuzzy, as if shrouded in mist.

Then, the woman raised her hand and placed it on Song Zhi’s neck. Song Zhi felt awkward from the scalding warmth of the palm and was about to turn her head away. But her heart skipped a beat in that instant. A strange intuition arose: if she moved away now, the woman would look sad, and she was afraid of seeing that expression. She suppressed the urge again and again, and finally didn’t move her neck.

But the next moment, the woman suddenly leaned her head closer, pressing her forehead tightly against Song Zhi’s.

A cool temperature instantly transferred. Cold sweat immediately broke out on Song Zhi’s back. She recoiled in shock, almost struggling. The woman’s face, which had been placid, showed confusion, as if the near-zero distance between them was completely normal.

Why is she leaning so close? Why am I so used to her closeness? Even my best friend, Xie Chu, hasn’t been this close to me! Doesn’t she have any sense of boundary?

“What’s wrong? Do you need to see a doctor?”

The woman separated from her, scrutinizing her closely. Then, as if remembering something, she leaned in again. Song Zhi, prepared this time, raised her hand to cover her forehead, lifting her eyes to look warily at the woman bending over her.

Unexpectedly, the woman bypassed her forehead, lowering her gaze.

That direction! It’s clearly my mouth!

Song Zhi’s hand was still on her forehead. Her brain and body seemed disconnected. Even as her mind issued frantic warnings, her hand stubbornly remained on her forehead. Then, a soft sensation met her lips. It was slightly cool but very soft. Immediately after, the woman’s soft tongue easily slid in, gently licking the inside of her mouth.

Song Zhi’s entire body instantly went numb. She stared wide-eyed at the woman, her pupils contracting. It took great effort to push the person away.

The woman frowned and asked: “Is this still not enough?” With that, she leaned in again. This time, Song Zhi’s brain and body reconnected. She sharply retreated a large step, just managing to avoid the woman’s lips before they could meet hers again.

Song Zhi glared at her, her voice hoarse: “Who are you?! Why are you in my room?! Get out!”

A look of sorrow crossed the woman’s face. She looked at Song Zhi sadly: “I am…”

The space in front of her abruptly distorted. The woman’s face twisted with it, and she suddenly broke into a huge grin. The air instantly thinned. Song Zhi struggled to breathe as the woman smiled and said: “Your lover.”

!!!

Song Zhi bolted awake. Fresh air rushed into her lungs. She gasped for breath.

He Rong, who was dozing nearby, immediately grabbed the water cup and approached: “General Manager Song, are you alright?”

Song Zhi propped herself up weakly on her arms: “What happened?” When she spoke, she found her voice was too hoarse to be heard clearly.

He Rong quickly placed the water in her hands: “You’ve had a fever for two days. Luckily, I came to check on you yesterday morning when I saw you hadn’t gotten up. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been found until the afternoon. I originally wanted to take you to the hospital, but the General Manager told me to have a doctor come here, so I didn’t send you.”

Song Zhi was shocked: “Two days already? What about the documents I asked you to send?”

He Rong: “Sent, sent. Don’t worry.”

Song Zhi finally relaxed. With that relief, the twisted smile and the light, sighing voice—Your lover—suddenly reappeared in her mind.

He Rong mumbled softly again: “It’s just that the plane ticket was wasted.”

Song Zhi: “!!!”

She immediately picked up her phone from the nightstand. After pressing the buttons repeatedly, there was no reaction. Just as Song Zhi thought her phone was broken, He Rong said: “I don’t think I charged it.”

Song Zhi: “…Then use your phone to book a ticket for me. We’ll leave tomorrow, no, in a few days.”

He Rong didn’t understand but followed the instruction. After booking the ticket, she stared wide-eyed at the sweating Song Zhi for a while, before racking her brain for a good idea to ease the atmosphere: “How about I turn on the TV for you?”

Song Zhi nodded softly. After the intense emotions faded, she felt exhausted. Anything is fine, as long as she wasn’t left alone to think right now. She didn’t want to think anymore.

She thought this because, ever since she woke up, whenever she closed her eyes or stopped talking, a faint shadow would appear in her mind. The shadow gradually clarified with each break in conversation, eventually turning into a colored person. That person always had their eyelashes lowered, looking utterly heartbroken.

He Rong quickly turned on the TV and busied herself adjusting the channels. She sighed softly in relief when the channel turned to finance. A boss who runs a company must like watching this kind of news, right? she thought.

She had just put down the remote when she looked up and saw a familiar profile—so familiar she had just seen it two days ago. He Rong was startled and immediately turned her head, seeing Song Zhi staring intently at the screen, her upper body unconsciously leaning toward it.

He Rong’s tact immediately returned: “I’ll change it right away!”

The host on the screen was still speaking clearly and precisely: “Song Medical was once seen as a public benefit, yet it has turned out to be a fake benefit, a real tumor…”

Song Zhi: “Wait!”

He Rong instinctively stopped. She turned back blankly. Song Zhi was watching the screen with intense focus, as if a flower were blooming there.

With her boss so absorbed, He Rong felt awkward playing on her phone and watched the screen too. However, since she hadn’t been back home for so long, she didn’t recognize anyone on the screen except for Song Zhi’s ex. After listening for a long time, she still didn’t quite understand what the news was about. After listening, half-understanding, she only realized it was good news when she turned and saw Song Zhi smile.

But wasn’t the report about Song Medical being shut down and investigated by relevant departments, and that person named Song Qin going to jail?

What’s so funny about that? And General Manager Song’s ex—wasn’t Song Medical her own family’s company? Why would she lead the charge to report it?

She truly didn’t quite understand the world anymore.

Song Zhi reluctantly tore her eyes away only after the broadcast ended: “Turn off the TV. We’ll leave tomorrow.”

He Rong was confused. Why are we leaving tomorrow again?

But she didn’t have the guts to ask. She lowered her head and quietly booked the ticket. After finishing the booking, she was about to tell Song Zhi she wanted to go back to her own room, but when she looked up, she saw a faint smile on Song Zhi’s face. He Rong had seen Song Zhi smile before, but in this moment, she was stunned for a long time. This smile was an unconscious, genuine smile from Song Zhi.

As He Rong closed the door, the faint smile on Song Zhi’s face remained in her mind. She felt that Song Zhi seemed to be in a very good mood today.

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