"Do you think this is some kind of fun scandal in your entertainment industry? What, you want to say I'm joking? Then, where do you think you're putting Mom? Don't you know about Dad's health? We've been running around for you, cleaning up your mess, do you even remember?! You want to withdraw your shares? Fine, that's what you deserve. You want to get married? Even better, our whole family has been helping you without reservation! But what have you done? Are you happy with Fuhua's current situation? Are you satisfied? Dad is lying lifeless in bed now, are you happy? Oh no, you're not happy, you're crying, but when you cry, are you really repenting?!" Song Qing, seeing her self-righteous and unrepentant expression, was so angry that these words just spilled out. Towards the end, she herself was panting heavily.
Yi Zhengwei frowned and put his arm around her shoulder. This was the second time he had seen Song Jingmo lose her composure after she collapsed from a serious illness.
Song Ning was so startled that she took a few steps back, covering her mouth in shock. Seeing Song Qing like this, she felt that every word she uttered had struck a chord with her, hitting the core of her inner conflict. Song Ning leaned softly against Yan Xunan, utterly vulnerable.
Yan Xunan pursed his lips, remaining silent, and simply held Song Ning tightly in his arms.
"Why should I take responsibility for Fuhua's affairs? Dad has never valued me. Now, I'm just taking back what I deserve! Sister, let's cooperate with Xunan. I don't care, I really don't care, okay? That way, Fuhua won't be in trouble. We're still family, right?" She nestled in Yan Xunan's arms, but her eyes were still bright and expectant as she looked at Song Qing.
"Qing'er, Xiao Ning is right. The mistake can't be undone now. As long as we..."
"Shut up!" Song Qing sneered, coldly cutting him off. He felt that these two people were so unfamiliar, and a chill ran through him, causing his lips to turn white.
"I'm telling you today, Fuhua will not cooperate with Weisheng! Even if it declares liquidation and bankruptcy, it will not!"
Yi Zhengwei hugged her worriedly; she was truly furious. Although cooperating with Weisheng was indeed a good way for Fuhua to quickly extricate itself from the crisis, it was clear that Song Qing didn't need to be rational at this moment. Had she been suppressing her anger for far too long, just because of work? His eyes dimmed, a hint of struggle in them.
"Qing'er, Ning'er really went too far this time, but the words have already been spoken, and we've taken on many projects, so it's probably not easy to back out now. Calm down first, I'll wait for your reply." Yan Xunan could tell from Song Qing's appearance that she must have suffered some injustice, and this was clearly not a good time to negotiate.
"Sister, I won't take back what I said at the press conference!" Song Ning stood up and said, then pulled Yan Xunan away quickly.
Song Qing maintained a certain expression until they disappeared from sight, then collapsed weakly. Yi Zhengwei sighed and helped her to sit down on a bench.
"Sigh, why are you doing this? This is indeed the best way to resolve the crisis right now."
Song Qing gave a pale smile, looked up and stared at him intently. His eyes were clear at a glance. He looked slightly guilty and embarrassed, and dared not meet her gaze, so he looked away.
She chuckled softly, no longer pressing him, and simply said, "I won't give up. When Dad wakes up, I will show him a completely new Fuhua."
Yi Zhengwei squatted down, grasped her hand resting on her knee, and gently replied, "I believe you."
Seeing that she couldn't break free, she smiled faintly and turned her head to look at the figures of the nurses in white coats laughing and joking in the pharmacy across the street.
Are you really going to sue her?
Song Qing remained silent, lost in thought.
I believe you won't.
Song Qing smiled, "How do you know?"
"How could you allow another mishap to happen in your family?" Yi Zhengwei answered directly.
Song Qing did not answer, but stood up and looked at him, saying, "I still have to go back to the company to handle some matters. Mr. Yi, could you give me a ride?"
"Your expression says you owe me another favor." Yi Zhengwei stood up, shrugged helplessly, and smiled.
When they arrived at Fuhua Building, Yi Zhengwei suggested, "Miss Song, I happen to be free today. How about I make you owe me another favor and keep you company while you work overtime?"
Song Qing didn't stop opening the car door. He got out, opened the door, stood up, leaned forward, and smiled at him, saying, "Although you are a loyal partner of Fuhua, I think I have an obligation to give you the greatest share of the benefits. Since the matter originated from Fuhua, I will handle it properly."
Yi Zhengwei waved his hand dismissively, "Fine, since you insist."
Song Qingchao waved his hand, closed the car door, and walked into Fuhua in the twilight without looking back.
Chapter Thirty-Three: I Still Want You
"You bookworm, do you know that if we had been even a second later, she would have been raped by that beast?! How could you..."
-Bill
After finishing her overtime work, Song Qing returned home and saw her mother looking guilty. Her mother quickly grabbed some clothes and went to the hospital to see Song Jingmo.
Song Qing declined Wang Ma's offer of dinner. Exhausted, she went upstairs, intending to go back to sleep so she could better deal with the reporters the next day. Passing her father's door, she hesitated, then opened it and went inside.
She stood at the door for a while, and it seemed as if she could see her father sitting behind the table, surrounded by smoke.
Wiping away her dry tears, she sat down in her father's chair.
A family photo of the four of them still sits on the table, looking quite harmonious. They were young then, with innocent smiles on their faces, each clinging to their parents. She was naturally perched on her father's back, while Xiao Ning nestled in her mother's arms.
She casually opened the drawer and saw a pure white envelope. She pulled it out and her face turned pale. It turned out to be Xu Zhihan's resignation letter.
The signature indicated that it was the day after she was kidnapped.
She sat there blankly, recalling what Xiao Ning had said in the hospital. It turned out that Zhi Han had known all along that Xiao Ning had stolen the technical data, but why hadn't he said anything? Thinking about it, she gave a bitter smile, feeling no resentment whatsoever.
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Yi Zhengwei drove home, then decided to stop at the bank. As soon as he got out of his car, he saw Shen Yang leaning against a pillar, talking to a security guard, looking utterly bored. Upon seeing him, Shen Yang happily ran over.
"Brother-in-law!" Shen Yang grabbed his hand.
The security guard looked on in surprise, then stared blankly as Yi Zhengwei and Shen Yang went upstairs.
"Why are you here?" Yi Zhengwei tugged at her short hair and pressed the president's elevator button.
"Brother-in-law, I've graduated, right? Did my sister tell you that I wanted to intern at a bank?" She glanced at Yi Zhengwei and stuck out her tongue.
"It was mentioned."
What about my brother-in-law's opinion?
Yi Zhengwei looked up and stared blankly at the numbers on the elevator, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Brother-in-law, I know I have no work experience, but as long as it's a bank-controlled company, I'm willing to be a junior or do odd jobs," she quickly said, lowering her stance and pleading pitifully.