novelraw Chapter 713 - 189: It’s Probably Because I’ve Known Him for So Many Years That I Became Familiar_2
Chapter 713 - 189: It’s Probably Because I’ve Known Him for So Many Years That I Became Familiar_2
Back then, she couldn’t understand. Even though they were sisters and not from the same parents, they still shared a blood relation, so why couldn’t they love and cherish each other?
Later, one night, when she stood at the door of the study and heard what Ning Yan’er and her so-called uncle and aunt said, she finally understood.
In the Ning Family, it wasn’t just Ning Yan’er that couldn’t stand her; even her uncle and aunt couldn’t, and apart from her grandparents, who had passed away many years ago, and her own parents, the other members of the Ning Family couldn’t bear her either.
When Song Qiao heard Ning Wan’s decision, she was first surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed like this was indeed the best way out for her.
Nodding her head, Song Qiao directly approved, "Good, after you go abroad and make your own mark in the world, remember to look out for me."
Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Ning Wan slightly raised her eyebrows, seemingly noticing something, and asked her directly, "What? Are you and Lu Jingchen having a quarrel?"
Song Qiao froze, "No."
"Really no?" Ning Wan still looked at her intently, as if trying to peer into her heart, but after a while, she just smiled and said, "Alright, if there’s no issue, then there’s no issue. I won’t pry into yours and Lu Jingchen’s affairs, but if you ever feel wronged, you have to tell me. Even if I can’t beat him, I’d still go and give him a beating."
"Ning Wan..." Hearing her words, Song Qiao was somewhat amused, and her previously gloomy mood instantly dissipated. Looking at that face with a touch of seriousness, Song Qiao was at a loss for what to say for a moment.
The soup in her hand was no longer as hot, and Ning Wan sipped a small mouthful from the edge; it tasted good. Clearly, this must be soup personally made by Song Qiao, as she always had a habit of adding some Chinese herbs beneficial to the body into her soups.
...
In the afternoon, Song Qiao was originally planning to continue staying to keep Ning Wan company, but Ning Wan directly refused.
Her complexion was still a bit pale, but her face was more rosy than before. Ning Wan looked up at Song Qiao and forced a smile, saying, "Qiaoqiao, I don’t have any serious problems now, just a bit weak and haven’t fully recovered. You don’t need to take leave from work to stay here with me. After all, your husband and Xi Mohan have already hired a caretaker for me, so there’s no fear of no one taking care of me, right?"
At noon, when Lu Jingchen came to pick up Song Qiao for lunch, Ning Wan found out from him that Song Qiao had taken a week off specifically to care for her at the hospital.
And even now that her leave was almost up, Song Qiao was considering extending her leave.
This made Ning Wan feel very guilty, as she was well aware that Song Qiao had always prioritized her job, almost like a career woman, and now she had dropped everything just to take care of her.
Song Qiao blinked and looked at Ning Wan lying in bed, her face suddenly revealing a gentle smile as she said softly, "Did Lu Jingchen tell you something?"
Ning Wan played dumb, with a bewildered face, "What would Lu Jingchen need to tell me? He didn’t say anything to me."
"Really?" Song Qiao doubted, her eyebrows rising slightly.
If she remembered correctly, when Lu Jingchen came at noon, he had pulled her aside to say something to Ning Wan.
Ning Wan raised three fingers, her face serious, "Truly, I swear, Lu Jingchen didn’t tell me anything."
Fearing Song Qiao wouldn’t believe her, Ning Wan continued, "We’re besties, and yet you still don’t trust me? Song Qiao, what about the true love we spoke of? Could it be you’ve fallen for Lu Jingchen and don’t love me anymore?"
Song Qiao, "..."
Looking at Ning Wan who had deftly shifted the topic, she felt really at a loss for words to respond to her.
In the end, with no choice, Song Qiao still promised Ning Wan that she would return to the company to work the next day, go home in the afternoon to rest, and regain the sleep she hadn’t caught up on over the last few days.
Hearing Song Qiao’s decision, Ning Wan wholeheartedly supported it, both arms and legs agreeing.
...
In the afternoon, after Ning Wan finished her dinner, she had the caretaker wheel her down for a stroll beneath the hospital. From the time she had woken up to now, she had always been confined to her ward, and even though it was only a few days, Ning Wan felt like she was about to mold.
What Ning Wan didn’t expect was that just going down for some fresh air, she would bump into the very person she temporarily had no desire to encounter.
Ning Yan’er.
An City didn’t just have this one hospital, and among them, the hospitals under the Xi Group didn’t consist of only this one—there was another one closer to both Ning Yan’er’s home and her office.
Yet, by such a coincidence, in this hospital farthest from Ning Yan’er’s living place and office, she ran into this woman.
It was as if, this world is really freaking small.
"Ning Wan?" The woman’s voice rose with a mix of disbelief and even some hidden anger.
Standing not far off, Ning Yan’er looked at Ning Wan seated in a wheelchair, with her dark hair reaching her shoulders, noticeably thinner, and her previous calm began to slowly shatter, almost in disbelief she called out her name.
"Ning Wan." As if confirming something, before her brain could fully process, Ning Yan’er blurted out her name, her throat so dry it felt tight, as if someone was tightly gripping her neck.
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