Lou Yuming raised an eyebrow, "What, worried?"
"How could I be!" Song Xi loudly denied, "He almost got me killed!"
Her attitude pleased Lou Yuming. The man's features relaxed, and he sat casually on the sofa, his voice quite pleasant, "Naturally, he's returned to where he belongs."
Song Xi didn't understand, "What do you mean?"
Lou Yuming offered no explanation, merely looking at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, like a cunning, sly old fox.
Song Xi sensed a hint of danger and wisely refrained from asking further questions.
"Rest well these few days. Don't worry about medical expenses. Be a good girl."
He walked over, leaned down, and patted her cheek. Just as he was about to leave, Song Xi suddenly clutched the hem of his clothes.
"My neck... it hurts," she said, gathering her courage.
Lou Yuming's dark eyes narrowed, awaiting her next words.
"Aren't you going to offer some comfort?"
Just as expected.
Lou Yuming found it amusing and reached out to pinch her cheek.
Perhaps it was her current pale complexion, making her look extremely pitiful, but he felt no aversion to her request for money.
"Little money grubber."
His tone held a hint of doting.
Lou Yuming took out his phone, tapped the screen a couple of times, and said, "Sent. Don't cause any trouble."
He added this as a special reminder.
Song Xi hadn't expected him to be so agreeable and nodded her head vigorously, like a rattle.
After seeing him off, she eagerly opened her WeChat and looked at the 50,000 yuan transfer, her mouth covered in surprise.
"Holy..."
It was worth it this time!
Later, after Song Xi calmed down, she felt that the 50,000 yuan was a bit too little.
Zhang Qi had attempted murder! If it weren't for her incredible luck, she would have been dead long ago!
Fifty thousand yuan for her life, and for the Zhang family's reputation, it was practically a bargain! The most crucial part was that she had actively asked for the money!
This put her entirely at a disadvantage.
But there was no other way. She had been truly terrified then, and after narrowly escaping death, seeing Lou Yuming's brutal methods, it had taken immense courage to even speak up.
Fifty thousand yuan... better than nothing.
Song Xi sighed and quietly transferred the money to the bank card for her medical expenses.
...
Two days later, someone came to see her with flowers.
It was a sweet-looking, unfamiliar young woman. She seemed a bit familiar, but Song Xi searched her memory without finding any information about her.
"It seems you've recovered well."
Her voice was clear and crisp. After handing over the flowers, she took them back, "I'll put them aside for you. It's inconvenient to hold them."
Very thoughtful.
Song Xi smiled and said thank you. After the woman sat down, she asked apologetically, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Ge Baitao," she smiled, "I was the one who called the ambulance that day."
Song Xi suddenly understood and was very grateful, "Thank you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have..."
Ge Baitao raised her hand, "No need for politeness. It was just a small gesture. Your survival is entirely due to yourself."
Song Xi hadn't expected her to be so straightforward.
"No wonder Zhang Qi likes you," she suddenly said, carefully appraising Song Xi from head to toe. Then she exclaimed sincerely, "You are indeed very beautiful. Ah... where did you get your nose done? It's so natural!"
Song Xi's heart tightened. Was she here to cause trouble?
"...I didn't get it done."
Ge Baitao let out another gasp, "Naturally beautiful! No wonder you're the campus belle, I'm so envious..."
Her words left Song Xi utterly confused. She couldn't discern if there was any hostility, and after all, this woman had saved her life.
So, she asked tactfully, "Miss Ge, is there a reason you've come to see me?"
"Yes," Ge Baitao smiled brightly, "I want to ask when you'll break up with Zhang Qi."
"?" Song Xi was stunned.
Ge Baitao extended her hand, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Zhang Qi's fiancée."