Chapter 108: The Real Deal

Chapter 108

Zhong Ruanxing's daughter had a boyfriend, which was not really that surprising. The last time they met, Zhong Dad thought the young man looked very familiar, with a strange sense of familiarity. He had a good impression of him.

When they met again this time, that sense of familiarity had not disappeared, but it was also not quite the same as before. Zhong Dad could not put his finger on it, but in short, he was fine with him being his daughter's boyfriend.

The sky had already darkened, and there was no real need for all three of them to keep vigil here, not to mention they had brought Zhong You along too.

So Zhong Dad took the room card, "I'll take Youyou and go first, I'll come replace you tomorrow morning."

Song Jinxing picked up the sleepy Zhong You, "I'll walk you down."

When she heard them coming out, Ran Ting went into the ward to keep watch.

It had been an exhausting day for the little girl, and Zhong You rubbed her eyes, trying hard not to fall asleep. But her brother's embrace was warm and broad, and she couldn't help yawning repeatedly as she lay on his shoulder.

After a while, Song Jinxing heard her ask softly, "Brother, are you Piglet or little fox?"

Song Jinxing ruffled her little head, "You've been calling me brother all this time, haven't you?"

Zhong You let out an "oh" and fell asleep on his shoulder.

When they reached the ground floor of the hospital, Zhong Dad took his little daughter from his arms, "You... go on up."

Song Jinxing nodded, watching them leave the hospital before turning to go back upstairs. When he entered the ward, Ran Ting was using a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten Zhong Ruanxing's dry lips. She looked a little surprised to see him back, "Mr. Song, you're back so soon? Weren't you going for dinner?"

Song Jinxing walked over and took the thing from her hand, "Let me."

Ran Ting couldn't help saying, "Mr. Song, go eat something, you haven't eaten since you came in the afternoon."

It was as if Song Jinxing couldn't hear her, and after he finished wiping, he sat back down again.

Ran Ting said, "Ruanxing will worry too if she knows you are like this."

When she said this, Song Jinxing seemed to hear Zhong Ruanxing's repeated reminders every time on the phone: Song Jinxing, you have to eat three meals a day on time!

Cheng? Was it the Cheng from Shirong Real Estate that Ruanxing had rejected?

Ran Ting's eyes became even more wary, when she suddenly saw a figure coming quickly down the corridor. Her expression changed to delight, "Mr. Song, this..."

Before she could finish, shock flooded her face.

Because she saw the usually gentle Mr. Song's expression now icy, he strode over in a few steps, one hand grabbing the visitor's collar, and in almost a single breath, the visitor was shoved against the wall, his back slamming hard.

Cheng Yaowen struggled twice, saw the icy face before him, knew he was in a rage and couldn't break free anyway, so he simply gave up, half raised his hands in surrender, "I just wanted to come see her."

Song Jinxing's grip on his collar tightened, and Cheng Yaowen was choked, his face gradually becoming ugly, "Song Jinxing, I don't want to fight with you, let go!"

There were already people in the corridor stopping to watch.

Ran Ting hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Song, don't, don't fight!"

Song Jinxing was unmoved, staring at him gloomily, enunciating each word, "If I find out this thing has anything to do with the Chengs, none of you Chengs or Tians will get away."

He gave a fierce jerk on the collar before finally letting go.

Cheng Yaowen's back slammed into the wall, and he immediately bent over coughing violently, while letting out a strange laugh. In a hoarse voice he asked, "Song Jinxing, are you that afraid of me? You don't even dare let me see her? You're actually very afraid I'll take her away, aren't you?"

Even Ran Ting beside couldn't help cursing, "Madman!"

Cheng Yaowen bent over, looking up at him, his face full of provocation.

But Song Jinxing was not provoked at all, he simply turned and went into the ward, locking the door.

Cheng Yaowen stared at the closed door, the smile on his face slowly fading away. Ran Ting felt he had the look of a viper biding its time, giving her chills down her spine. Suppressing her fear, she stood in front of the door, blocking his line of sight, and said coldly, "Mr. Cheng, please leave immediately, or I will call the police."

Cheng Yaowen's icy gaze fell on her face, as if looking at her and through her at the same time, towards the inside of the ward.

Finally, without saying anything, he gave Ran Ting a faint smile, leisurely straightened his clothes, then slowly turned and left.