Zhong Ruanxing's daughter had a boyfriend, which was not really that surprising. The last time they met, Zhong Dad thought the young man looked very familiar, with a strange sense of familiarity. He had a good impression of him.
When they met again this time, that sense of familiarity had not disappeared, but it was also not quite the same as before. Zhong Dad could not put his finger on it, but in short, he was fine with him being his daughter's boyfriend.
The sky had already darkened, and there was no real need for all three of them to keep vigil here, not to mention they had brought Zhong You along too.
So Zhong Dad took the room card, "I'll take Youyou and go first, I'll come replace you tomorrow morning."
Song Jinxing picked up the sleepy Zhong You, "I'll walk you down."
When she heard them coming out, Ran Ting went into the ward to keep watch.
It had been an exhausting day for the little girl, and Zhong You rubbed her eyes, trying hard not to fall asleep. But her brother's embrace was warm and broad, and she couldn't help yawning repeatedly as she lay on his shoulder.
After a while, Song Jinxing heard her ask softly, "Brother, are you Piglet or little fox?"
Song Jinxing ruffled her little head, "You've been calling me brother all this time, haven't you?"
Zhong You let out an "oh" and fell asleep on his shoulder.
When they reached the ground floor of the hospital, Zhong Dad took his little daughter from his arms, "You... go on up."
Song Jinxing nodded, watching them leave the hospital before turning to go back upstairs. When he entered the ward, Ran Ting was using a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten Zhong Ruanxing's dry lips. She looked a little surprised to see him back, "Mr. Song, you're back so soon? Weren't you going for dinner?"
Song Jinxing walked over and took the thing from her hand, "Let me."
Ran Ting couldn't help saying, "Mr. Song, go eat something, you haven't eaten since you came in the afternoon."
It was as if Song Jinxing couldn't hear her, and after he finished wiping, he sat back down again.
Ran Ting said, "Ruanxing will worry too if she knows you are like this."
When she said this, Song Jinxing seemed to hear Zhong Ruanxing's repeated reminders every time on the phone: Song Jinxing, you have to eat three meals a day on time!
His eyes flickered slightly, and finally he stood up, "Keep an eye on her, I'll be right back."
Ran Ting quickly said, "Don't worry!"
The hospital had a canteen, and Song Jinxing hastily ate a meal, not taking more than ten minutes to go and return. As he left the canteen, he received a call from Fu Ling.
"Boss, we found the guy, he's a crew member from Wiyah, the group's Wiyah master got sick and resigned earlier, so they hired this new Wiyah master to take over. He's the one who tampered with the Wiyah. "
Song Jinxing's voice was icy cold, "Reason."
Fu Ling said, "He told the police that he didn't like Miss Zhong, and every time they met on set, Miss Zhong acted like she was too good for him and wouldn't give him the time of day. So he resented her and that's why he did it. He confessed very readily, but I feel like he's lying, so I had someone check out his background and recent account activity."
An excellent assistant never needs poking or prodding.
Song Jinxing waited quietly for his next words.
"The man's name is Chen Taomin. He was an employee at a domestic Wiyah factory who suddenly resigned a month ago, then immediately showed up in Su City and took the job opening in this crew. He has a history of gambling and was once splashed with paint by debt collectors when they came to his door. Later his wife took their son and ran away, and there's been no word from them since. I guess he's been gambling all these years and racked up a lot of gambling debts. The casino had warned that they would chop off one of his legs this month if he didn't pay up."
"But recently he suddenly paid off the gambling debt, and according to the casino staff, he went to gamble big that same night, lost over 700,000, but he didn't seem to care at all, like that 700-800,000 was nothing to him. I had someone check his account, and a foreign account transferred 5 million to him last month."
Song Jinxing asked, "Did you find out about the account that transferred money to him?"
Fu Ling was a little ashamed, "Not yet."
Song Jinxing suddenly said, "Check out that crew member who resigned last month."
Fu Ling immediately said, "I'll get right on it."
After hanging up the phone, the elevator doors opened just as Song Jinxing strode quickly towards the ward. The hospital was gradually becoming quiet at night, and the fluorescent lights in the corridor made everything bright and transparent. But at that moment, a figure stood in front of Zhong Ruanxing's ward, the light casting his distorted shadow on the wall.
Ran Ting stood in front of the half-open door, her expression somewhat guarded, "Sir, I don't know you, and Ruanxing has never mentioned having a friend like you. What's your surname?"
"My surname is Cheng."
Cheng? Was it the Cheng from Shirong Real Estate that Ruanxing had rejected?
Ran Ting's eyes became even more wary, when she suddenly saw a figure coming quickly down the corridor. Her expression changed to delight, "Mr. Song, this..."
Before she could finish, shock flooded her face.
Because she saw the usually gentle Mr. Song's expression now icy, he strode over in a few steps, one hand grabbing the visitor's collar, and in almost a single breath, the visitor was shoved against the wall, his back slamming hard.
Cheng Yaowen struggled twice, saw the icy face before him, knew he was in a rage and couldn't break free anyway, so he simply gave up, half raised his hands in surrender, "I just wanted to come see her."
Song Jinxing's grip on his collar tightened, and Cheng Yaowen was choked, his face gradually becoming ugly, "Song Jinxing, I don't want to fight with you, let go!"
There were already people in the corridor stopping to watch.
Ran Ting hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Song, don't, don't fight!"
Song Jinxing was unmoved, staring at him gloomily, enunciating each word, "If I find out this thing has anything to do with the Chengs, none of you Chengs or Tians will get away."
He gave a fierce jerk on the collar before finally letting go.
Cheng Yaowen's back slammed into the wall, and he immediately bent over coughing violently, while letting out a strange laugh. In a hoarse voice he asked, "Song Jinxing, are you that afraid of me? You don't even dare let me see her? You're actually very afraid I'll take her away, aren't you?"
Even Ran Ting beside couldn't help cursing, "Madman!"
Cheng Yaowen bent over, looking up at him, his face full of provocation.
But Song Jinxing was not provoked at all, he simply turned and went into the ward, locking the door.
Cheng Yaowen stared at the closed door, the smile on his face slowly fading away. Ran Ting felt he had the look of a viper biding its time, giving her chills down her spine. Suppressing her fear, she stood in front of the door, blocking his line of sight, and said coldly, "Mr. Cheng, please leave immediately, or I will call the police."
Cheng Yaowen's icy gaze fell on her face, as if looking at her and through her at the same time, towards the inside of the ward.
Finally, without saying anything, he gave Ran Ting a faint smile, leisurely straightened his clothes, then slowly turned and left.
