Song Chiyuan took the key and went downstairs: "Well, okay."
She originally wanted to call her father back, but she didn't think it was necessary. Let's go over there first.
There were many people in her mother's ward, all chatting with her to relieve her boredom. Only Xie Jinyan was sitting quietly beside her, as if he had been waiting for her.
After hearing the noise, the man immediately raised his head to look at Song Chiyuan.
The two of them always remembered what happened last night.
Xie Jinyan looked at her with a profound look, and turned away unnaturally: "Uncle, aunt, look, Chi Yuan is here, you can rest assured now."
Song's father and Song's mother looked towards Song Chiyuan, and Song's mother stretched out her hand: "As I said, mother is already well and there is no need to transfer her to another hospital."
Song Chiyuan walked over and held her hand tightly: "It's okay, Mom, let's go for a comprehensive examination."
Seeing that Song Chiyuan was very persistent, Song's mother no longer refused. Xie Jinyan kept busy, not knowing whether she really wanted to do something for her mother or was trying to make up for the harm he had caused her yesterday.
But the more this happened, the more Song Chiyuan felt depressed, as if he had raised a gadget. When he was unhappy, he would whip it twice, and when he was happy, he would stuff a candy in his mouth.
She walked over and stood behind the man, and said coldly: "I will pay you back in installments for all the expenses incurred for the transfer and subsequent expenses."
Xie Jinyan didn't feel angry after hearing her words this time. He looked at her with a cigarette in his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "How about it? Do you want me to give you a salary increase?"
It was obviously a very humiliating statement. Song Chiyuan turned to look at him, but she only saw ridicule on his face, with some unintentional gentle smile.
Song Chiyuan didn't want to talk to him, and turned around to leave. Xie Jinyan thought she was angry, so he reached out and held her wrist and explained:
"Song Chiyuan, you are my woman and you work under me. How much money I want you to take and how much money I can let you take are all my own."
It seemed that this explanation did not make Song Chiyuan feel better. She still pursed her lips and looked at him. Xie Jinyan opened her mouth and continued to explain:
"What I want to say is, what is mine is yours. If I give it to you, if you give it to me again, I will give it back again. There is actually no meaning in giving back and forth like this. The good things I do to you are all my wishes. Yes, just keep it, don’t feel any psychological burden.”
Song Chiyuan didn't seem to expect that he meant this. She moved her lips, but in the end she didn't say a word.
Xie Jinyan put the cigarette in his mouth and hugged her, pressed her waist with his big palm, rubbed it gently, and said with infinite tenderness in his tone: "Does your waist still hurt?"
Song Chiyuan lowered her eyes and did not look at him, and answered in a very stiff tone: "A little."
Xie Jinyan turned her head and blew out the smoke, sighing softly: "It was my fault yesterday. I was too impulsive. Did it hurt you?"
Song Chiyuan pursed her lips and said nothing. She wanted to turn her head away from the man's scorching gaze, but Xie Jinyan didn't give her a chance. He stretched out his hand to fix her chin and pulled her over. The two looked at each other. Xie Jinyan looked at it seriously. He looked at her and stayed quiet for a long time before speaking:
"Song Chiyuan, just follow me and I'll treat you well, so we won't bother you anymore, okay?"
His tone was both struggling and painful, as if he had been pulling himself for a long time before saying these compromising words.
He must have been thinking about these things last night.
When she was about to fall asleep last night, the words Xie Jinyan said still echoed in her mind, and she couldn't tell whether they were true or false.
But compared to being unable to see through Xie Jinfu's disguise, Xie Jinyan exposed both his good and bad qualities, which made her feel more at ease.
But she didn't want to get involved with him in such a confused way.
Song Chiyuan moved her lips: "Xie Jinyan, I don't like you."
