The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 700 - 181 Ning Wan Wakes Up_2

Song Qiao was squatting in the restroom at the time and couldn’t help but be astounded by what she heard; the restroom was indeed a suitable place for eavesdropping on gossip, often bringing unexpected surprises.

For example, the previous time she received a movie invitation from Hua Yi Media was also when she overheard people insulting her in the restroom.

However, if it were someone else who would exchange their body for something, she would think about it for a moment, but when she heard that the lead role went to Lu An’an, she felt like bursting into laughter.

In this world, anyone might exchange their body for a movie role under the CK name, but it would never be Lu An’an.

If those people knew that the CK Group was actually owned by Lu An’an’s family, and that Lu An’an was the legendary granddaughter of the CK Group’s chairman, they’d probably wish they could gouge out their eyes.

Who would have thought that the illustrious granddaughter of the CK Group’s chairman would end up working as an obscure clerk at their company?

Even Song Qiao felt like she had been blind when she first learned of the truth.

...

Ning Wan woke up at noon, just as Song Qiao had finished lunch at the villa and walked into the hospital room with a thermos box; she saw Ning Wan raising her hand to her forehead, frowning, and immediately rushed to the bedside, placing the lunchbox on the table and asked with concern, "Wanwan, are you awake? That’s great, you finally woke up, I couldn’t have held on much longer if you hadn’t..."

As she spoke, her eyes began to redden involuntarily and her hands trembled, unsure where to place them. She dared not touch Ning Wan because the doctor had informed her that the car accident had left Ning Wan with several injuries, and any careless touch might hit the areas where the wounds were treated.

At this moment, Ning Wan was still somewhat groggy from just waking up, only feeling the pungent smell of antiseptics in her nose and her consciousness not fully recovered, momentarily staring blankly at the ceiling.

Hearing Song Qiao’s constant chatter, she slowly came to her senses, turned her head to look at her, blinked as if she was seeing a hallucination, and spoke with a hint of astonishment and carefulness, "Qiaoqiao... is that you?"

Her hand slowly lifted, wanting to touch Song Qiao’s delicate face, thinking she was dreaming.

Song Qiao immediately grasped Ning Wan’s hand and put it on her face, nodding vigorously with a smile on her face, "Wanwan, it’s me..."

The warmth from her palm confirmed to Ning Wan that this was not a dream; her face immediately brightened with a radiant smile, though her already pale face made her look somewhat weak, and her voice was as faint as if she barely had any strength, "That’s wonderful... I thought I was dreaming again, Qiaoqiao... long time no see."

How many nights had she lain in cheap hotel rooms, her mind repeatedly recalling the happy times she lived with Song Qiao, the years when seeing Xi Mohan with Ning Yan’er left her so heartbroken she couldn’t breathe, yet it was Song Qiao who stayed by her side, comforting her, crying with her, making her laugh.

That period of time, if it weren’t for Song Qiao, she might not have made it through her own challenges.

Song Qiao’s smile grew even brighter, her hand gripping Ning Wan’s tightly, she said, "Indeed, it’s been a long time since we last met, look at you, being away so long and not even calling me, do you know I was really worried about you..."

If she had contacted her sooner, then she would have gone to find her, and maybe none of this would have happened?

She knew that if Ning Wan was pregnant, she would have had the child, although she didn’t know if it had anything to do with Xi Mohan.

Ning Wan had also said she loved children, loved them very much, and if she had a child, whether a boy or a girl, she would cherish and spoil them.

To make up for the lack of maternal love she felt over the years.

But... given Ning Wan’s condition, it would be difficult for her to have children in the future.

Song Qiao immediately called a doctor to check on her condition; apart from the mild concussion caused by the car accident, it was the miscarriage making her body weak, but everything else was more or less okay.

After arranging for the nurse to go out, the hospital room was left with just the two of them, quiet enough that they could only hear each other’s breathing.

Song Qiao sat by the bed, opened the thermos box, and instantly the rich aroma of chicken soup spread through the air, she smiled and said to Ning Wan, "I specifically made chicken soup for you, it’s still hot..."

"Qiaoqiao, my child... is it gone?" Finally, Ning Wan stopped immersing herself in avoidance and asked the question she had been trying to dodge since waking up. Even though she had already thought of it, she couldn’t help but ask aloud.

Her child... she had found out only two days before the accident that she had a baby in her belly. At that time, her feelings were very complicated, yet she was also very happy and excited, a child was slowly growing in her womb, and soon she wouldn’t be alone anymore.

But when she woke up, she realized something was missing from her body, a thought she couldn’t face appeared directly in her mind, yet she had been too afraid to ask.

Now that only the two of them were in the hospital room, the hope in her heart was slowly swelling; how devastated she would be if her baby was still there, giving her a reason to persist.

But she was also very clear the moment she was hit by the car, it was fated not to be held onto.