"How are you? Are you still breathing?" A familiar voice rang in my ears, deep and anxious.
Second uncle...
Song Zhixing opened his eyes and saw the man's familiar face. He felt relieved and said weakly, "... I feel a little uncomfortable."
She rubbed her chest. She was not ill, but it was difficult to breathe.
"Where's the medicine? Do you have it with you?" Tang Yu asked, reaching into her pocket.
Didn't touch it.
Song Zhixing shook his head, "I... was in a hurry to get out this morning and forgot."
Tang Yu's face turned pale, "I'll settle this with you later!"
He took out a bottle of medicine from his clothes and put it under her nose, "Inhale."
He always carries this medicine with him wherever he goes, even if he doesn't need it sometimes.
Even after changing his clothes, he did not forget to bring the medicine for her. But she was so good! She even forgot the life-saving thing!
If he wasn't here today, the consequences would be disastrous! Tang Yu now had the urge to give her a good beating!
After taking the drug, Song Zhixing's breathing gradually calmed down. In front of him, Tang Yu's face gradually became clearer.
She could see that he was in a very bad mood.
"Can you stand up?" he asked.
She nodded, supported herself on his arm, and stood up with difficulty. However, her legs were still a little weak, so she could only lean on him.
Tang Yu could tell at a glance that something was wrong with her, and he immediately picked her up and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No need to go to the hospital, I'm fine."
"You're about to faint!" Tang Yu held back his temper and didn't yell at her. He regretted not listening to Du Hui and taking her out earlier. He warned her to take good care of herself, but she obviously ignored his words. How could he let her torture herself like this outside!
"I just didn't eat breakfast and I sweated all morning, so I have a little low blood sugar..."
Tang Yu's facial lines tightened, and his expression became more gloomy. He glared at Song Zhixing, causing her to shrink her neck and feel a chill down her spine. He realized that he might as well not say anything, because the more he spoke, the more wrong he would be.
Tang Yu didn't even change his clothes, and was about to walk out with her in his arms. She remembered something and tugged at his clothes, "Second Uncle, money."
"What money?" he said angrily.
"My 150."
Tang Yu: “…”
I don't know how many 150 yuan were on the card I gave her, but she didn't want it. She had to come here and suffer like this to earn these 150 yuan.
Seeing Song Zhixing being carried out by Tang Yu, the foreman was so shocked that his jaw dropped. What was going on? Could it be that... a rich girl came here to play a game to experience life? No wonder the girl looked so delicate and tender, she didn't look like she could do hard labor.
…
Tang Yu carried her into the car, opened the window to let in some air, and her complexion looked better.
"Go get the money now. Sit still and don't move!"
He buckled her seatbelt, told her, and locked the car. Song Zhixing nodded. The door was locked, so she couldn't move even if she wanted to.
Through the car window, watching Tang Yu walk in, she sighed secretly. In fact, she also felt that she was quite useless. But she had only been out for two days, and now she was back in Tang Yu's car.
—
When Tang Yu came out again, he was already dressed in formal attire, and the others came out with him.
"Second Master, where are we going next?" someone asked in the group.
"If you have anything to say, talk to Du Hui first." Tang Yu's mind is now on a certain little girl, and he hasn't settled the score with her yet!
After saying that, he opened the car door and got in.
The car drove towards the villa at a very fast speed.
"Second Uncle, where are we going?" Song Zhixing noticed and frowned.
"What do you think?" Tang Yu said unhappily.
"I don't want to go back to the villa." When she came out, she told Sister Li that she would not live there anymore. It would be too embarrassing to go back now. Not to mention Tang Yu, everyone would look down on her.
"If you want to be smart, don't be angry with me now." Tang Yu had a stern face and didn't even look at her.
Song Zhixing looked at him and knew that he was unhappy, so he didn't say anything to make him unhappy.
When they returned to the Tang family villa, Sister Li was particularly happy to see her.
"Miss, you're finally back! Look at you, you've lost weight in just two days."
"no?"
"You've lost so much weight that your complexion doesn't look that good anymore." Sister Li said seriously, "What's with this outfit?"
Song Zhixing was still wearing his work uniform.
I just sweated a lot and now I feel sticky and uncomfortable.
"Okay. Go upstairs and take a shower first, so as not to catch a cold." Tang Yu got out of the car, handed the car keys to the butler, and said to Song Zhixing indifferently: "Come down to eat as soon as you finish your shower."
"… oh."
Song Zhixing responded and turned to go in. Thinking of something, he turned back and stretched out his hand to Tang Yu, "You have to give me my money."
Tang Yu frowned and gave her the money. "You don't even want 1.5 million, so you treasure these 150 yuan so much?"
"That's different." Song Zhixing folded the money neatly and rolled it in his palm. He glanced at Tang Yu and said, "No matter how much money is on that card, it's all yours. This 150 yuan is mine."
Tang Yu's expression darkened.
Very good! She distinguished them very clearly!
As long as she wanted his things, as long as he had them, he would give them all to her without keeping a single cent; but, she just didn't care.
She disdains to take Tang Yu's things.
Because of this thought, a feeling of depression and nameless anger surged in his chest. Tang Yu ignored her and walked inside first, leaving her with only a cold and stiff back.
Song Zhixing had a headache, "Sister Li, is Second Uncle angry again?"
"How can I not be angry?" Sister Li sighed, "What you said just now was too distant. What's yours and mine? We are all family. Won't Second Master's things still be yours in the future?"
Song Zhixing shook his head, his voice a little depressed, "Of course it's not mine. My second uncle will marry my aunt in the future, and his things can only be considered my aunt's. It has nothing to do with me."
When Sister Li heard this, she had nothing to refute.
That's true.
Come to think of it, the young lady’s surname is not Tang, after all, she is not a member of the Tang family.
After Song Zhixing finished speaking, she felt inexplicably depressed. She did not think about the reason and just followed him into the villa.
—
When she finished her shower and came out of the room, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. She hadn't had breakfast in the morning, and she was so hungry that she felt dizzy and about to fall down at any time.
She hurried over to the restaurant as the aroma wafted in. Her eyes lit up when she saw the table full of dishes.
"Butler, what I cooked today is what I like to eat."
"Of course. The Second Master called before he came back and ordered the dishes himself. And they were all your favorites."
Song Zhixing was stunned for a moment, "You said... these dishes were ordered by Second Uncle?"