Chapter 521: Chapter 521

About half a minute of dead silence occupied the hospital room, and for a moment, no one spoke. In everyone’s eyes, a message was clear, ’Incredulity.’

Especially in Zuo Yuqing’s eyes, which entirely betrayed her shock. And the first to break the silence was her, "Are you saying, Song Qiao left An City today? Is she going abroad or what..."

The man sitting on the hospital bed maintained his characteristically somber expression, but at this moment, it seemed he was fiercely suppressing something, rendering his face particularly ghastly, like the tense calm before a storm.

Unconsciously, the man’s long, distinct fingers started to involuntarily grip and tighten on the edge of the blanket, with veins faintly bulging on the back of his hand.

Assistant Xue’s gaze fell upon his own Boss, but upon seeing the unmitigated coldness on that handsome face, he felt his breath tighten. Yet, with a glance from Lu Jingchen, Assistant Xue knew he had to respond to Zuo Yuqing’s question.

Because it wasn’t only answering Zuo Yuqing, it was also a response to his own Boss.

Therefore, Assistant Xue tried to think carefully, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth to say, "Yes, according to reliable information, the lady president indeed bought an international flight ticket, and it’s said to be to Zurich..."

Minutes later, the hospital room was devoid of the presence of Lu Jingchen and Assistant Xue, leaving only Zuo Yuqing and Li Man.

For some reason, when Zuo Yuqing’s eyes fell on Li Man, she always felt a sense of relief emanating from her, even a touch of pleasure at this very moment. The source of this content ɪs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

But upon closer thought, one could understand what Li Man was feeling right now. It wasn’t difficult for her to see that this Li Man harbored certain feelings for Lu Jingchen. From the moment she entered, this woman had openly shown hostility toward her.

And it was akin to that of a romantic rival.

Once upon a time, she had felt the same toward Song Qiao, but later, once she had let go of her feelings for Lu Jingchen, that sentiment was no longer there.

Zuo Yuqing’s gaze landed on the food that Li Man had brought next to the hospital bed, and a faint smile appeared on her face as she quietly said, "It seems Miss Li went to great lengths to prepare Jingchen’s favorite meals, which, in the end, was all for naught."

Li Man had forgotten the presence of Zuo Yuqing in the room, and her expression suddenly hardened, her face immediately adopting a blank look as she directly said, "Miss Zuo also took the trouble to cook seafood congee, which was wasted as well, right?"

Her tone was tinged with sarcasm, but her expression did not look too good, as she coldly regarded Zuo Yuqing.

Zuo Yuqing didn’t take Li Man’s ire to heart and smiled again as she said, "I didn’t put much effort into this seafood congee, naturally it can’t compare to Miss Li’s culinary efforts, but Miss Li, sometimes it’s not good to be too narrow-minded. It may not be beneficial for your present or your future."

Li Man’s brow furrowed, and she directly asked, "What exactly are you trying to say, Zuo Yuqing?"

She clearly heard the implication in her voice, which grew colder as she stared at Zuo Yuqing and asked quietly.

Zuo Yuqing smiled faintly, unable to deny that sometimes this woman was indeed somewhat clever.

She indeed had a hidden meaning in her words, but Li Man did not immediately catch on to what that was.

After composing the emotions on her face, Zuo Yuqing smiled and said, "Miss Li is smart, but you shouldn’t be coveting Lu Jingchen. Haven’t you noticed his feelings for Song Qiao? No one can come between them..."

Upon hearing Zuo Yuqing’s words, even someone with a lower IQ like Li Man could understand the implication, her expression changing abruptly as she bit her lip and said, "Sorry, Miss Zuo, I have no idea what you are talking about."

Zuo Yuqing’s words were like laying bare her own thoughts for all to see, leaving her with a sense of being completely exposed.

Zuo Yuqing saw the suppressed anger on Li Man’s face, smiled again, and continued, "You saw Lu Jingchen’s reaction just now when he heard that Song Qiao was leaving An City, didn’t you?"

Li Man bit her lip without speaking, unsure of what to say at the moment.

Indeed, when Assistant Xue told Lu Jingchen that Song Qiao was leaving An City, the man’s face turned incredibly grim, even exuding an intimidating aura that permeated the hospital room.

For a moment, Li Man even had the illusion that the man was shrouded in a murderous aura.

But the thought of Song Qiao leaving An City soon, never to appear before them again, made her forget all about it, believing that she would definitely have a chance to be by Lu Jingchen’s side in the future.

However, she indeed forgot that Lu Jingchen’s feelings for Song Qiao were unmistakable; as the saying goes, bystanders see more than the players, and they, the outsiders, could see everything even more clearly than Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao themselves.

Inside the airport, Song Qiao sat in the VIP lounge waiting, with not much time left before boarding. For some reason, she felt rather unsettled in her heart.

But thinking about it, it was probably because she felt reluctant to leave An City, the place where she had grown up.

Chu Munan had gone outside for a bit and returned with a small bag in his hand. Mu Shinian and Song Qiao were sitting together, the little guy without much expression on his face, looking somewhat downcast, as if a little unhappy.

After glancing at Mu Shinian, Chu Munan’s gaze fell on Song Qiao. He stepped forward in his suit trousers and walked over to her, handing her the small bag.

The sudden appearance of an unidentified object made Song Qiao unable to help but pause, then she came back to her senses, looked up at the man in front of her, and asked, "What’s this?"

Chu Munan remained stoic, "Something to eat."

Song Qiao paused, then said, "Didn’t we just have lunch? I’m not hungry right now."

However, the man still maintained his posture, saying directly, "Didn’t you say before that you wanted something sour?"

Hearing Chu Munan’s words, Song Qiao finally understood, her eyes lit up as she took the small bag from Chu Munan’s hand, and sure enough, she saw it contained jars of pickled plums. She had been suffering from severe morning sickness earlier and really wanted something sour, so she had muttered softly, not expecting that Chu Munan had heard her.