readytorunbook Chapter 134 Change
Chapter 134 Change
"Song Yafei, I heard that Zhang Tian wants to divorce you now. Why are you dragging your feet and refusing to agree?"
"You clearly don't care about him in everyone's eyes. You think he's easy to bully because he's the only one? Let me tell you, now that I'm back, don't even think about bullying him."
Hu Mei's words reminded me of her in the past; she still had that bossy, big sister vibe!
But given my understanding of Song Yafei, her aggressive manner might only provoke her into saying even more hurtful things.
"So what if you're here? We're the real couple, who do you think you are! Whether I want to or not is none of your business, what do you have to do with this hypocritical, righteous act."
"You dare let Zhang Tian know that you've been thinking about him all these years? If Zhang Tian can't see it, do you think I'm blind!"
Never forget?
I was stunned. Hu Mei still couldn't forget me?
How could such a thing happen?
Over the years, we have always addressed each other as brother and sister, and I have never had any other thoughts.
Song Ya suddenly raised her voice, "I thought that since you were being supported by someone else, you might be different from your mistress's mother. I never expected that a mistress's offspring would still be a mistress!"
"Your mother stole my father, and now you want to steal my husband. It really proves the saying that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too."
I think Song Yafei initially suppressed her temper, but her family and father were her Achilles' heel.
No wonder she suddenly got angry!
Hu Mei was also enraged. "What did you say? Say it again!"
Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, I quickly pushed the door open.
When they saw me, they both stopped in their tracks.
Their faces, flushed red from arguing, were so obvious that they couldn't be ignored.
Song Yafei looked at me, her chest heaving violently. Knowing her as I do, I knew she was trying hard to suppress her emotions.
After I stirred things up, Hu Mei gradually calmed down. She smoothed her chestnut-colored long hair and spoke in a much gentler tone.
“Song Yafei, what you know may not be the whole truth. I want you to know that this is not my mother’s fault.”
"And my mother told me that she never intended to break up your family, especially after she learned of your existence."
After saying that, she looked up at me, then opened the door and went inside.
After she left, I looked at Song Yafei, who I had gotten used to, and asked, "Are you alright?"
Song Yafei gripped the railing tightly, biting her lip hard.
After a long pause, she replied, "I'm fine. I just can't seem to get along with the people who destroyed my family."
“I know that family issues are a pain in your heart, but in this matter, the one who is truly at fault is your father.”
"Whether it's you or Hu Mei, you are both victims. From childhood to adulthood, Hu Mei's life has not necessarily been easier than yours."
“In all the years I’ve been in the orphanage, I’ve never seen your father go to see Hu Mei. She, like you, lacks a father’s love.”
"So what?"
I tried to comfort her, hoping to soothe these past issues, but instead, I made her even angrier.
With a dark expression, Song Yafei accused, "It is a fact that my family was destroyed, it is a fact that I was deprived of my father when I was young, and it is a fact that Hu Mei and her mother are inextricably linked."
"Why do you shirk all responsibility with just a few words and impose all the pain on me? By what right?"
"Just because I'm doing better now? Just because you all lived in orphanages when you were kids, while I can live with my mother?"
After saying this, Song Yafei slammed the door and left.
This is the first time in so long that she has truly opened up to me.
But it was under these circumstances.
It was then that I realized I had made a fool of myself, thinking that a few words could dissolve the hatred in her heart and soothe the pain in her soul.
Little did she know, this was a wound she had carried for thirty years, a pain that had seeped into her very bones, and it could not be easily peeled away!
When I returned to the ICU, Song Yafei was nowhere to be seen.
The hospital director stayed in the ICU for another three days, and I went there whenever I had free time.
After Professor Xie learned about this, he gave me a few days off, but I never saw Song Yafei again during that time.
My once calm heart was now somewhat agitated.
When this feeling of irritability arose, I forced it down and tried my best not to think about it.
That day, He Yang informed me that the hospital director could be transferred to a regular ward.
When I arrived at the hospital, the caregiver was already tidying up for the hospital director.
I stood by the ICU window, watching, waiting for the nurse to come out and tell me.
"The dean is much better. Dr. He Yang said he will wake up soon and will be taken to the VIP ward upstairs in a little while."
VIP ward?
"Was the hospital room also arranged by Song Yafei?"
The caregiver nodded. "President Song specifically instructed Dr. He to take extra care of you and also asked me to remind you to take care of your health and get more rest."
I didn't expect that although I didn't see the person, they would talk a lot.
After hesitating for a long time, I finally couldn't help but ask, "Is your CEO Song very busy lately?"
The caregiver was somewhat puzzled. "Don't you know? President Song and Assistant Luo went on a business trip. They told me this over the phone in the last few days."
So he was away on a business trip; no wonder I hadn't seen him around.
She was busy outside but still remembered to instruct people to take care of the director; she was very thoughtful.
But the call wasn't to me; it was to the caregiver.
Could it be that what I said that day made her angry?
I felt as if I could see her change once again, and a small flutter stirred deep within my heart.
Did she say when she would be back?
The caregiver shook her head. "President Song is busy with important matters and we don't know when she'll be back. She hasn't said anything either."
I remained silent, and the caregiver, seeing this, went about her own business.
After the hospital director was transferred to a regular ward, her condition improved day by day, and I would come over whenever I had time.
I ran into He Yang when I came here, and he took me to his office.
He put down the diagnosis form in his hand and poured me a glass of water.
He Yang sat down and took a sip of tea before telling me some things I didn't know.
"I've never seen Song Yafei care about anyone so much. Even though she went to another city, she called every few days to remind me to take good care of the hospital director's health."
She also called He Yang.
I understood the implication, but I was curious why He Yang suddenly said those things.
I remember He Yang used to have a crush on Song Yafei.
Seemingly noticing my confusion, He Yang scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.
"I believed the rumors that you two were having marital problems, and I even suggested that you get a divorce. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of the director."
I certainly have faith in his medical skills, and I didn't take what he said to heart.
“That’s all in the past, it’s all over. I know you meant well.”
He Yang nodded in agreement. "That's right, those are things of the past. So, this time, will you give her another chance?"
I was stunned; I hadn't expected He Yang to say that.