I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 475: My People

Chapter 475: My People....
Translator: _Min_ |
After fainting that day, Song Ling spent several days in the hospital before he was discharged. He hadn’t even entered his home when he heard two voices laughing inside.
Wang Lan’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly waved at Song Ling. “Son, come and chat with Xinxin.”
As Song Ling met Sheng Xin’s gaze, his brows furrowed. “Why are you at my house?”
Sheng Xin said, “I saw Yuyu was not in good condition that day, so I came over to check on her, and… to see you as well.”
Her voice trailed off towards the end, shyly lowering her head.
Wang Lan nodded in approval. “Xinxin is kind-hearted. Not only did she come to see Yuyu, but she also spent a good while chatting with me, son. You should have a good chat with Xinxin. If you get married soon and have a grandson…” Song Ling interrupted Wang Lan, frowning in displeasure. “I’m not interested in Sheng Xin. You keep her company. I’m going to check on Song Yu.”
Wang Lan gritted her teeth in frustration. “Xinxin is such a good person. If you don’t like her, then who do you like, that little wretch Gu Dai…”
She laughed awkwardly after meeting Song Ling’s icy gaze. “Yuyu is asleep. You can see her after she wakes up. For now, get along with Xinxin.”
Song Ling’s expression darkened. “I’m going back to work at the company.”
Unperturbed by this, Sheng Xin cheerfully spoke up, “President Song, we’ve met so many times, we’re practically old friends now. Could you give me a ride home?”
Wang Lan quickly interjected, “Xinxin’s home is very close to your company. It won’t take much time. You could drop her off on the way.”
Song Ling agreed, “Let’s go.”
Sheng Xin hurriedly followed Song Ling and softly initiated conversation after getting into the car. “I heard from your mother that you’ve been hospitalized recently. Did something happen to your health?”
Song Ling had always been busy with work, delegating even the smallest errands to his subordinates. That day, he unexpectedly fainted from physical exhaustion after climbing a mountain back and forth twenty times, leading to several days in the hospital.
Realizing his own weakness, especially compared to Zhao Xuan, he looked at Zhao Xuan, who was driving, with an even colder gaze.
His expression turned even grimmer as he coldly replied, “It’s nothing.”
Feeling the gaze from behind, Zhao Xuan shrank in his seat, daring not to move.
Sheng Xin moved closer to Song Ling, grabbing his clothes. “You know, our families are well-matched. Marrying me wouldn’t be a loss. After we get married, I’ll take good care of you and bear you several healthy children. By then…”
Song Ling shrugged off Sheng Xin, narrowing his eyes. “I’m giving you a ride home because my mother asked and to thank you for visiting my sister. It doesn’t mean I’ll marry you.”
Sheng Xin’s smile brightened as she pressed herself against Song Ling, wrapping her arms around his. She softly inquired, “President Song, if you don’t want to marry me, then who do you want to marry? Gu Dai?”
The image of Gu Dai flashed in Song Ling’s mind, his gaze becoming distant, not refuting Sheng Xin’s words.
Sheng Xin looked out the window. “President Song, look, Miss Gu Dai is with another man.”
Following Sheng Xin’s gaze, Song Ling saw Su Ting assisting Gu Dai out of a car, both entering a restaurant with laughter and a harmonious atmosphere that seemed impenetrable to others.
Seeing Song Ling’s face turn ashen, Sheng Xin softly suggested, “I’m feeling a bit hungry. How about we go have a meal too?”
Without responding, Song Ling instructed Zhao Xuan to stop the car and then helped Sheng Xin out.
After Gu Dai finished ordering, she handed the menu to Su Ting. “Take a look, see what you’d like to eat.”
Su Ting shook his head. “I don’t have any particular preferences. I’ll have whatever you’re having.”
Upon entering the restaurant, Song Ling overheard their conversation and scoffed.
Sheng Xin leaned closer to Song Ling, looking up at him softly. “Brother Song Ling, I’ll have the same as you.”
Song Ling responded, “Hmm.”
Gu Dai hadn’t expected to encounter Song Ling even during a meal, which immediately diminished her appetite. After looking at Su Ting’s handsome face, she regained her spirits and smiled. “You’ve had a long day. Make sure to eat more later.”
Su Ting replied, “I only helped out a little with the contracts. It wasn’t tiring.” Song Ling frowned. “You let Su Ting get involved with company affairs?” Gu Dai’s gaze was indifferent as she looked at Song Ling. “Do you have a problem with that?”
Song Ling sneered. “You let a model, who knows nothing about business, help you with official matters. Gu Dai, you really are something.”
He paused for two seconds before continuing. “If you’re really in need of help, you could come to me.”
Gu Dai retorted, “No need. Besides, it’s not your place to belittle my people..”