CHAPTER 36: CHAPTER 36: HER BODY BECAME HEATED TOO

"Director Song, Director Wang wants you to go to the office." A uniformed employee walked up to Song Zhenhua’s office and said.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhenhua’s gaze flickered slightly, his pupils constricting more than usual.

"Okay. I got it."

Song Zhenhua, anxious, walked to Wang Hui’s office.

Wang Hui heard the knock on the door and said, "Come in."

Song Zhenhua slowly pushed open the door, his expression somewhat unnatural: "Director Wang, you wanted to see me."

Wang Hui lifted his head, saw Song Zhenhua, leaned back, and lazily reclined in the chair.

He gestured with his hand: "Sit."

Song Zhenhua sat opposite Wang Hui, his gaze wavering, eyes filled with a hint of unease and panic.

"Director Song, you’ve been working in our factory for many years, haven’t you?" Wang Hui said slowly.

Song Zhenhua: "Of course."

Wang Hui continued, "You’ve put in a lot of effort to reach the position of director, but it wouldn’t be good if some issues cause your efforts to be for naught."

Song Zhenhua’s heart trembled severely, gaze rigid: "Director Wang, what do you mean?"

Wang Hui chuckled lightly and said, "Considering my relationship with Director Song, I won’t beat around the bush. I’ll be straightforward. I heard your daughter and son-in-law have been taken into the police station?"

Song Zhenhua bore an expression of ’as expected’.

Wang Hui: "You also know how many people are watching us, watching your position. Now everyone in the factory wrote to me, and I definitely need to reassure them. If Director Song’s issue can’t be resolved quickly, I’m afraid..."

Afraid of what? As if he might have to give up his director position?

A hint of coldness flashed in his gaze, the harshness suppressed deep in his eyes.

"Director Wang, I understand. I’ll handle it." Song Zhenhua said.

Wang Hui’s gaze was steady: "That’s good, I’m considering it for the factory. Director Song, don’t take it personally."

Song Zhenhua gritted his teeth: "I won’t."

"Then Director Song should go handle it quickly."

After leaving Wang Hui’s office, Song Zhenhua’s expression became somber.

Beneath his eyes seemed to swirl a stormy sea.

He left the factory and headed toward Jiang Jingming’s house.

At this moment, Jiang Jingming and Sang Yu had just returned from the hospital.

Lin Wen was also there.

"Captain, what are you going to do with those two people?"

Jiang Jingming turned to look at Sang Yu beside him.

"I remember Song Zhenhua still owes you two thousand yuan."

Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming in confusion.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he’ll be coming to see you soon." The man’s tone was certain.

Sang Yu’s gaze flickered in slight astonishment, "How do you know?"

Song Zhenhua, who had so much pride, would actually come to her personally.

Jiang Jingming didn’t explain, but instead said, "Do you want to take this opportunity to get your money back?"

Sang Yu didn’t delve into why the man was so sure Song Zhenhua would come looking for her.

Upon hearing this, Sang Yu was unequivocal: "Definitely."

After a while, Sang Yu suddenly asked, "Doesn’t this count as abuse of power?"

Her gaze shifted slightly, hinting at a trace of imperceptible worry.

Jiang Jingming saw it and smiled: "It doesn’t."

Lin Wen: How does it not count? Forget it, he didn’t understand.

Sang Yu was suddenly overjoyed, one step closer to buying a house for herself: "Good."

Seeing her happy expression, his gaze also carried some joy, eyes filled with affection.

Lin Wen sat across from Jiang Jingming, watching the cold captain transform into the tender man he was now, feeling goosebumps rise all over.

Is this the power of love?

He needs to find someone, too!

After Jiang Jingming instructed Lin Wen on some other matters, he left.

Not long after Lin Wen left, Song Zhenhua arrived.

Sang Yu opened the door; since she was going to get money, naturally she invited him in.

She couldn’t tarnish Jiang Jingming’s image in front of outsiders.

"Uncle, aren’t you working today? Why did you suddenly come to find me?" Sang Yu poured a cup of water, eyes questioning as she looked at Song Zhenhua.

Song Zhenhua looked at Sang Yu before him, seeming to have changed quite a bit.

"I just haven’t seen you for a while, so I came to see how you’re doing. After all, back when your parents left, it was only me taking care of you."

Been too long since we met, I missed you a bit."

That expression was so sincere that if not for his previous coldness toward the original owner, she might have believed him.

Isn’t this just acting?

Sang Yu lowered her gaze, seemingly lost in memories, her face showing sorrow.

Seeing this, Song Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching this version of Sang Yu, even knowing she was pretending, Jiang Jingming couldn’t help but feel heartache.

"By the way, Jingming, I heard you were injured, how are you?" Song Zhenhua noticed something odd in Jiang Jingming’s expression and asked.

Jiang Jingming raised his eyes to look at Song Zhenhua, his deep, dark eyes devoid of any fluctuation, seemingly seeing through all falsehood.

"I’m fine."

Song Zhenhua felt somewhat guilty under his gaze, his eyes evasive: "Th-that’s good."

For a moment, no one spoke in the living room.

Jiang Jingming reached out a hand and tentatively grasped the hand Sang Yu had placed in front of her.

Even knowing she was pretending, he still wanted to offer some comfort to the sorrowful her.

The hand with the man’s heated temperature covered hers, and Sang Yu was momentarily surprised.

The man’s warmth seemed to transfer through the clasped hands to her, making her body feel somewhat heated as well.

Seeing Sang Yu not immediately pull away, the man breathed a sigh of relief.

This meant she didn’t dislike him.

The living room fell silent, and at a certain moment, Sang Yu and Jiang Jingming’s hearts reached a resonance.

Only opposite them, Song Zhenhua’s expression showed impatience.

"Xiao Yu, actually, uncle came this time to ask for your help with something."

Finally, Song Zhenhua couldn’t hold back any longer and spoke up.

Sang Yu looked up: "What is it?"

"Your cousin, your cousin, she...I don’t know what she did, but she got arrested by the police and I wanted to ask for your help, to see if you could get her out."

The words sounded like he was asking for help, but the tone couldn’t have been less like it.

Sang Yu’s eyes widened, pupils filled with surprised emotions: "Cousin got arrested? When did this happen?"

Song Zhenhua’s face became unpleasant: "Just a couple of days ago."

"Wow, what did cousin do to get arrested?"

Song Zhenhua gritted his teeth: "Xiao Yu, can you help out a bit?"

Sang Yu was even more surprised: "Uncle, you know I’m just an ordinary person, so I don’t even have any friends here. How could I help?"

Song Zhenhua turned his gaze to Jiang Jingming.

Meaning he wanted Jiang Jingming to help.

But Sang Yu acted as if she hadn’t noticed, saying: "Uncle, perhaps you should go speak to the police."

Song Zhenhua: Isn’t the one sitting beside you a police officer?

[20, 21 had a slight change, everyone can go check it out, it’s a bit interesting, hahaha]