Chapter 61
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After a while, Xiao Ye asked meekly, "What's going on? Wasn't everything fine in the beginning? Did we say something wrong to make Best Actor Shen angry? "
But then she shook her head and said, "We didn't say anything!"
Everyone looked at each other in dismay.
Qiao Lian's cell phone rang. She picked it up and heard Song Cheng's voice, "Ms. Qiao, could you please send Mr. Shen's cell phone to the underground garage?"
Qiao Lian turned around and saw that Shen Liangchuan's cell phone was on the dining table.
After hanging up, she quietly picked up her cell phone and walked out with the excuse of going to the bathroom.
When she reached the underground garage, she saw a car with its flashing lights on. She ran over to it and the driver's window wound down, revealing Song Cheng's face.
She hurriedly handed him the cell phone and looked through the window at the person in the backseat.
His hand was still dripping with blood, but his face was expressionless. He looked out the window with a hint of anger.
She asked, "Mr. Shen, your hand —"
"Drive."
A cold voice interrupted her question.
Song Cheng waved goodbye to Qiao Lian and started the car.
Qiao Lian stood there and watched the car slowly drive away. She and Shen Liangchuan slowly passed each other through the glass window.
— —
Qiao Lian was absent-minded the entire afternoon.
Even though she was writing a script, his bleeding hand kept appearing in front of her.
She wondered if Song Cheng had taken him to the hospital.
Qiao Lian couldn't take it anymore. She picked up her cell phone and sent him a message: [How's your hand?]
But this message was like a stone sinking into the ocean. There was no response.
She sent another message to Song Cheng, who replied quickly: [It's been taken care of, it's fine.]
Qiao Lian was relieved. She held her cell phone and thought for a while. She couldn't help but send another message: [Did something unpleasant happen to him today?]
Song Cheng: [No, everything should have been fine today.]
Everything should have been fine, so why was he suddenly in such a bad mood?
Since she couldn't figure it out, Qiao Lian decided not to think about it.
The chief editor had returned from a meeting and the managing editor was preparing to report to the headquarters. Hence, the news agency was relatively peaceful.
The afternoon passed quickly. After work, Qiao Lian took the bus home.
As she passed the park, Xia Yehua called out, "Xiao Qiao!"
Qiao Lian then realized that she had agreed to have dinner with Xia Yehua this morning.
But …
Song Cheng said that he had already gone home. She really wanted to go home to take a look.
After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Auntie, I'm really sorry. I have something to do tonight, so I want to go home first. Can I have dinner with you tomorrow?"
Xia Yehua was a little disappointed, but she still said, "Alright then. Don't forget tomorrow night!"
She nodded and strode through the garden towards the villa.
After she left, Xia Yehua called home and said, "Hey, my little friend isn't going to have dinner with me. Is that unfilial son back yet?"
Caretaker Li said, "Madam, I just called Number 8. They said that Sir is in the villa and his hand is injured!"
"What?" Xia Yehua panicked. "I'll go take a look right now!"
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