Can’t Be Too Full of Myself

Zheng Chengyang rested on the couch for a while and shook his head, "I'm not too sure about the details, but the main reason we came to Hainan this time is to interact with Fenghe Group. So I reckon that we are entertaining the people from Fenghe Group." 

He quickly added, "Do you still remember the woman you saw at the beach last time? She's from Fenghe Group. It's obvious that she's interested in your ex-husband. I'm telling you, you have to be careful of her."

Song Nian sneered, "Why should I be? You already said that he's my ex-husband. What does that have to do with me?"

However, after saying that, Song Nian's eyes darted around. Zheng Chengyang did not see her expression. He just let out a long sigh and took out his phone to play games.

Song Nian took her phone from the bedside and silently plotted in her mind. It was not until the nurse came to remove the needles that Zheng Chengyang asked if she could be discharged the next day. The nurse said as she packed her things, "You can be discharged, but there's still a bottle of medicine to be administered tomorrow morning. You can leave after that, but..."

She raised her head to look at Song Nian, "Stomach problems are not a small matter, especially when it's as serious as yours. You must take good care of yourself when you go. Otherwise, it will only get worse."

Song Nian quickly nodded, "Don't worry. I know that."

After the nurse left, Song Nian raised her eyebrows and said to Zheng Chengyang, "I'll probably be discharged at noon tomorrow. Are you available to come to pick me up?"

Zheng Chengyang nodded without hesitation, "Of course, I will come and pick you up. Look at your ex-husband's attitude just now. Didn't he want to leave me here to take care of you?"

Song Nian thought about Qi Yu's look just now. His face was cold, but his words did suggest that he wanted Zheng Chengyang to take care of her a little more.

Song Nian shook her head and dispelled those wild thoughts, "Forget it. I can't be too full of myself."

Zheng Chengyang glanced at her and lowered his head to continue looking at his phone screen, "Tsk, you women always don't mean what you say."

Song Nian pursed her lips and stopped talking to him. She laid back on the bed and pulled up the blanket. Her emotions were a little complicated, but she couldn't say what was going through her mind. Her mind was filled with the past, and then it became blank.

After a while, Song Nian turned her back to Zheng Chengyang, "Don't forget to close the door when you leave later."

Zheng Chengyang would not be staying overnight here. It was not appropriate for him to be with a single woman in the same room. In addition, Song Nian would be discharged from the hospital the next day, so there was not much of a problem with her. It should be fine for her to be alone in the hospital, so Zheng Chengyang only nodded and said nothing else.

Song Nian fell asleep after lying down for a while. She had no idea when Zheng Chengyang left. However, she suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

The room in the hospital was white and empty, similar to the countless days and nights in the past. She guarded the empty "home" all by herself, waiting for the man who wouldn't come back.

Song Nian slowly sat up from the bed and turned on the bedside lamp. Nighttime always made people emotional, especially for women, who were more sensitive in the dark.

Song Nian pondered for a moment, took a selfie, and posted it to her Wechat Moments. Her skin was fair, and the needle marks were apparent. She also wrote a paragraph, "I don't seem to be afraid anymore because people grow up eventually. "

She posted it on her Wechat Moments, not for anyone to see. She just posted it to express her emotion.

Moreover, Qi Yu had already deleted her on Wechat. Even if he didn't delete it, he wouldn't read her Wechat Moments. After venting, Song Nian's mood improved quite a bit, and she laid down again. However, she couldn't sleep well enough after tossing and turning. It wasn't until the doctor came to check on her in the morning and said that she could be discharged from the hospital that Song Nian felt more rested.

After injecting the medicine, Zheng Chengyang still had not come over. She was not in a hurry and slowly tidied up the things in the ward. There were not many things. She quickly tidied up and then leaned on the sofa to play with her phone.

It was not until a little past one o'clock that Zheng Chengyang rushed over. When he saw that Song Nian had already tidied up her things, he picked up her things and walked out, "Sorry, I'm late. I have something to do. I'll bring you back to the hotel first before I go back to work."

Song Nian followed behind him, "What's wrong? Something came up urgently?"

Zheng Chengyang nodded, "It's about Fenghe Group. There is a last-minute meeting. Your ex-husband and I need to attend."

Song Nian frowned, "Didn't you say that you had a social event at night? Why would it start in the afternoon?"

Zheng Chengyang nodded, "We should be going right after the meeting. Your ex-husband didn't need me to go, but I'll go with him since you're fine. If I'm there, he'll be more relaxed."

Social events required drinking. Two people were better than one.

Song Nian nodded slowly, "Yeah, maybe that's better."

Zheng Chengyang was anxious for the meeting in the afternoon. He didn't think about the meaning of Song Nian's words. He just nodded and put his things into the car.