"Of course!"
Song Fei came to her senses and answered, and soon she picked up Nan Yan and went to see Song Yihuan.
At that time, Song Yihuan had become a well-known drama actor in Nancheng.
Many people have become her fans because of her story of being "disabled but mentally strong".
In just five years, Song Yihuan has become a little actor that everyone shouts about and has turned into a carefully packaged "philanthropist".
And she also attracted a lot of attention because of her status as Lu Huaijing's "fiancee".
Nan Yan looked at the brand new villa, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that Lu Huaijing really cared about Song Yihuan, otherwise he would not have given her a new villa to live in.
Song Fei walked in with Nan Yan. In the luxurious living room were Song Yihuan's previous artistic photos.
Surrounded by prizes for her participation in the play, Nan Yan's feet suddenly stopped until she came to a huge group photo.
The photo is of a family of three.
Song Yihuan was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a certain luxury haute couture, and holding a baby in her arms.
Behind them stood the unsmiling Lu Huaijing.
His handsome face was so cold and cold, and the indifference in his dark eyes made Nan Yan feel dazed for a moment.
Song Fei noticed something, turned her head and looked at Nan Yan.
"Miss Alina, the man above this is Miss Song's fiancé. I think you must have heard about it, right?"
Not only heard about it, they even slept together in the same bed for a long time!
Nan Yan raised the corners of her lips mockingly, and smiled brightly, dazzling Song Fei's eyes.
But what he said did not answer the question: "Is this Miss Song's child?"
At first, her child was stillborn, but Song Yihuan gave birth to the child smoothly.
The child was well protected by Lu Huaijing. Even though Lin Jinchi had been providing Nan Yan with information continuously over the years, she still had not seen the child's true face.
This was the first time she saw their child.
This child has delicate features, and even a baby can see Lu Huaijing's excellent genes.
There was a dull pain spreading in her heart. If it weren't for Song Yihuan, her child would be in kindergarten now, right?
Song Fei didn't notice the sharpness in Nan Yan's eyes, and just explained to herself: "Yes, the young master is not in good health, so he has always been taken care of by Mr. Lu himself. Miss Alina, please -"
Nan Yan turned around and walked towards the elevator on the second floor.
At that time, Song Yihuan was practicing her lines. She held the script and sat under the window, looking like she was peacefully passing through the years.
"Miss Song, Miss Alina is here."
Song Fei knocked on the door, and Song Yihuan raised her head.
In five years, Song Yihuan has transformed from a charming face of pure lust into a steady and gentle look.
She glanced at Nan Yan, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Such a bright and beautiful woman instantly gave her a sense of crisis.
Especially when facing those long and well-proportioned legs, the understanding in Song Yihuan's eyes became even heavier.
If it weren't for the treatment of her legs, she wouldn't like to have contact with this kind of woman at all.
Although she was dissatisfied, she still nodded and said: "Are you Alina?"
There was still an air of arrogance in his voice.
Nan Yan nodded and responded: "Yes, Miss Song, I have seen your condition abroad before, but you can't even feel your lower body... right?"
She deliberately emphasized those three words, which directly made Song Yihuan's face turn pale.
Even Song Fei on the side was a little panicked when she heard this.
Over the years, Song Yihuan's biggest taboo was for someone to mention her accident in front of her.
Song Yihuan worked hard to pick up scripts and act, even rehearsing dramas without making any money, just to make herself look like a useless person.
For five years, she had countless caregivers around her. Many of them were abused and fired because they showed pity or showed indifference when serving her.
Now, Nan Yan said this directly in front of her, which was simply provoking her bottom line.
Song Yihuan gritted her teeth and could hardly control the sullenness in her eyes. She said coldly: "Alina, I just asked you to treat me, not to humiliate me!"
Nan Yan smiled faintly, took out the information she had prepared, and said in an indifferent voice: "Miss Song, are you too sensitive? I am just explaining the condition, or do you think there are others who can help you now? ?”
When Song Fei heard this, she saw that Song Yihuan's face became even more ugly, and she quickly smoothed things over:
"Alina, Miss Song doesn't like people talking about her like this. Shouldn't you think about your words? Even if you are a famous doctor, shouldn't you pay attention to the feelings of your patients?"
Pay attention to the patient's feelings... Others can, but not Song Yihuan!
Nan Yan closed the document mockingly and said in a cold voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu invited me here to treat Miss Song's leg. As for psychological problems, they are not within my professional scope. Since Miss Song doesn't like me How about asking someone else?"
After saying that, she turned around and walked out.
Song Yihuan obviously didn't expect that Alina would be so difficult to speak, and she suddenly panicked.
Over the years, she has undergone more than a dozen surgeries, large and small, and has sought famous doctors at home and abroad, but nothing has worked.
If Alina hadn't been famous, she wouldn't have found so many connections to beg Lu Huaijing to invite her.
But Song Yihuan didn't expect that this woman not only looked very aggressive, but also had an extremely eccentric personality.
Song Fei was also anxious. She subconsciously looked at Song Yihuan, who immediately winked at her.
She quickly chased after him.
"Miss Alina, I'm really sorry. Our Miss Song didn't mean this at all. She...she is just a little sensitive..."
Song Fei rushed forward and blocked Nan Yan's way.
The latter's expression was cold, and his charming face was stained with a hint of pride.
"Really? There are many people who want to treat me. I don't have to treat Miss Song. Assistant Song, your words are too far-fetched, right?"
Song Fei was stunned, and she immediately laughed and said: "Doctor Alina, Miss Song has been a bit weird since she got sick. Please don't take it off. If she did something wrong and made you feel offended, I can apologize to you on her behalf." ."
After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply towards Nan Yan.
Nan Yan looked at her back coldly, watching her lower her head to the bottom. The way her back was bent was so humiliating to the core.
She didn't speak, just stood there silently.
It wasn't until Song Fei's face turned red and purple and her calves were trembling slightly that she said coldly:
"All right……"
Song Fei was immediately overjoyed. She straightened up. Although her body was still swaying, she still forced a smile.
