Song Yunjia prepared meals on the weekend and waited for Shao Tianze to come back.
But by eight o'clock in the evening, Shao Tianze had not yet arrived at the Champs Elysees.
When I called Shao Tianze, the first few calls were not answered.
In the end, he had no choice but to call Shao Tianze's assistant.
The assistant was a little embarrassed after receiving Song Yunjia's call.
Under Song Yunjia's repeated questioning, she spoke in a low voice: "Mr. Shao is going home tonight."
Song Yunjia knew that Shao Tianze had chosen to stay in a hotel when rumors spread outside. Now the assistant said that Shao Tianze had gone home. She originally thought that Shao Tianze had returned to the hotel.
Then he asked: "Did Tianze go back to the hotel?"
The assistant was questioned like this by Song Yunjia. In desperation, he spoke the truth to Song Yunjia: "Mr. Shao is going back to Shao's house tonight."
Song Yunjia was originally in a good mood, but after hearing the assistant's words, all her good mood was instantly shattered.
When Shao Tianze came to Champs-Elysees, he would never say a word about Gu Changle in her ears.
She naively thought that Shao Tianze no longer cared about Gu Changle, but now when she heard the assistant say that Shao Tianze had gone to the Shao family, she suddenly realized that Shao Tianze would never give up on Gu Changle no matter what.
She hung up the phone.
His eyes dimmed with disappointment, gradually turning into a dark whirlpool.
She lightly clenched her fingers and whispered to herself: "We cannot let Gu Changle win. No matter what, we cannot let Shao Tianze go to Gu Changle's side."
If Gu Changle must keep Shao Tianze, then she can't push her plan back any further.
She pursed her lips into a cold straight line, but there was a malicious look in her eyes that could not be concealed.
Let Gu Changle die. If Gu Changle dies, he will never be able to compete with her for Shao Tianze.
Just like Gu Changge, when a person dies, nothing can be fought for.
No matter how much Shao Tianze liked her, nothing would be lost if he died.
Her heart beat faster because of her extreme longing for Gu Changle's life after death.
The fingers were slightly clenched, and the fingertips continued to squeeze into the palm of the hand unconsciously.
When the servant Wenwen came over, she saw Song Yunjia in a daze, and she was a little scared and called Song Yunjia: "Miss Yunjia?"
Song Yunjia was completely immersed in her fantasy and didn't even notice anyone coming around.
Wenwen saw that Song Yunjia was in a trance and didn't wake up even after calling, so she raised her voice again and called Song Yunjia: "Miss Yunjia, what's wrong with you?!"
Because the voice was much louder this time, Song Yunjia had to frown and turn to look at her.
Wenwen looked at Song Yunjia with a frown, and said in a panic: "Ms. Song, you were just lost in thought, so I unconsciously... raised the volume. Didn't I scare you?"
She carefully asked Song Yunjia for forgiveness.
After all, Song Yunjia was happily waiting for Shao Tianze to come over tonight.
But after waiting for a long time, Shao Tianze didn't come. Song Yunjia's face looked ugly. Even if Wenwen called her, she was very worried that Song Yunjia would use her as a punching bag after she came to her senses.
But this time after Song Yunjia was called by Wenwen, she just glanced at Wenwen lightly and said tiredly: "Put away all the dinner."
Wenwen was surprised: "But Miss Song, you haven't eaten yet."
Song Yunjia frowned and glanced at Wenwen: "If Tianze doesn't come, do I still have the appetite to continue having dinner?"
Wenwen looked at Song Yunjia helplessly and nodded in frustration: "Yes, I will ask someone to clean it up right away."
"Pour it all out."
Song Yunjia didn't care at all how wasteful it would be to throw away all the dinner.
In her mind, after dinner is ready, she is waiting for Shao Tianze to come over to eat. Since Shao Tianze has not come over, these dinners are meaningless no matter how delicious they are.
Wenwen felt pity in her heart, but she couldn't express it in her mouth.
Not only can't you say it, but you also have to make Song Yunjia happy: "Ms. Song, it's not good for your health to sleep on an empty stomach at night. I'll warm the milk for you. You should drink some milk before going to bed."
Song Yunjia turned back and took a deep look at her.
Wenwen smiled, knowing that she took such good care of Song Yunjia that Song Yunjia had classified her as her confidant.
Sure enough, after seeing Wenwen's smile, Song Yunjia's expression became much gentler.
Then he nodded slightly and went upstairs to the bedroom.
Wenwen waited for Song Yunjia to go upstairs and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he walked helplessly into the kitchen.
The servants in the kitchen didn't even eat, waiting for Shao Tianze to arrive.
It's good now, the wait was in vain.
Not only was the wait in vain, but all the delicious food that had been painstakingly made had to be thrown away.
What a sin.
She pursed her lips and gave an order to the servant waiting in the kitchen: "Miss Song said that Mr. Shao won't be here tonight, so let's throw out all these things."
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, one of the servants couldn't help but wailed: "Is it wrong? We were busy all night and just dumped it when we were told to dump it?"
Wenwen frowned and looked at the wailing servant: "Why, don't you want to hear what Miss Song said?"
The servant was glared at by Wenwen, and immediately calmed down, pursed her lips and said: "Since it is Miss Song's order, we will naturally do what Miss Song said, but these things?"
Wenwen rolled her eyes: "Miss Song said to pour it out, are you deaf?"
Wenwen followed Song Yunjia like a confidant, and all the other servants in Champs-Élys had to obey her.
Now that I heard her say that she wanted to throw away all the cooked food, although I felt a pity in my heart, I had no other choice but to do as Wenwen said.
Wenwen watched with satisfaction as the servants poured all the troubles into the trash can, and then ordered: "Just throw it out, so that Miss Song will be upset when she sees it."
Several servants dared not speak out in anger.
I had to throw all those things out first.
Wenwen watched the servants do as she asked, then nodded with satisfaction and turned to leave.
After Wenwen left, the servant who went out to take out the trash also came back.
She frowned and sighed in a low voice: "Miss Song has this temper at Champs-Elysees now. If she really becomes the mistress of the Shao family in the future, she might be so arrogant."
Several other servants also pouted.
Instead, the older Ma Li came over and glared at the two of them: "Okay, stop talking."
The two servants were glared at by Ma Li, pursed their lips in boredom, and then turned around to do their own things.
Li Ma knows very well that as a servant in a wealthy family, you must keep your mouth shut.
So for many years in the Gu family, I kept an eye on the Gu family's affairs and kept them in my heart.
It can almost be said that she grew up watching Gu Changge.
However, after Gu Changge married Shao Tianze, she was assigned the leisurely duty of looking after the Champs Elysees.
It is said to be leisurely, but in fact it is basically equivalent to retirement.
This is not a place where Gu Changge often comes to live, but she just comes to clean it regularly.
Usually when I have nothing to do, I prune the garden and wait for Gu Changge to come over.
As long as Gu Changge came over once, she would have to do some work.
However, even though she was busy with work, she still felt that it was worthwhile to meet the eldest lady.
Along the way, Gu Changge was treated with special respect by the Gu family. Even the servants felt they admired this little girl.
Her methods may be more ruthless than anyone else's, and her scheming may be deeper than any girl of her age.
But everyone's fighting spirit, Gu Changge relied on these to bring the Gu family to a position that others could not reach.
She is a successful business owner, but not a successful wife.
Thinking of this, Li Ma calmed down her expression slightly and continued to do other things in silence.
Song Yunjia went to the bedroom and took a shower, frowning and thinking for a long time before going to bed.
But she didn't sleep after going to bed.
Instead, after careful consideration, he dialed the phone to the director of Yuncheng People's Hospital.
Because it was the dean's personal phone number, when he received a strange call, the dean immediately asked who the caller was.
Song Yunjia gently opened her lips and announced her name: "Dean, it's me, Yunjia."
Just simply say the name.
The dean's face stiffened for a moment, and then he frowned, feeling incredible, and asked her: "How dare you call me now..."
"Why don't you dare?"
Song Yunjia seemed to have completely forgotten the previous dilemma, and said with a slight smile: "Dean, I not only called you to say hello, but I also want you to do me a favor."
The dean's previous incident of killing people due to Song Yunjia's surgery had been so affected that he almost couldn't keep his position as dean.
Now that Song Yunjia called again, he naturally regarded Song Yunjia as a big trouble.
Before Song Yunjia could say what was going on.
The dean had already refused: "Yunjia, you'd better ask someone else for help. I'm old and can no longer do anything in the hospital."
He tried his best to evade and said that he didn't care.
But Song Yunjia spoke softly, as if in a whisper, and asked him in a seductive voice: "So, Dean, how long do you want to stay as the Dean?"
Although the dean is older, he has no intention of retiring.
When Song Yunjia asked him this question, he felt that Song Yunjia might offer him a very generous offer next.
He remained silent.
Sure enough, Song Yunjia chuckled lightly, and then said to him: "Dean, as long as you do this for me, I can ask Tianze to help you secure your position as the director of the hospital."
"I'm not as greedy as you young people think." The dean didn't know what kind of help Song Yunjia would ask him to do, so he didn't say it with satisfaction.
Song Yunjia knew that the dean was a cunning old fox, so he said without hesitation: "As long as the dean helps me, I can be with Shao Tianze, and I will probably become the mistress of the Shao family, dean, you Think about it, with the support of the Mistress of the Shao family, wouldn’t you be able to be the dean of Renmin Hospital for as long as you want?”