CH 32.2

Cooperation (Part 2)

Translated by AmaLynne

“Then I’ll go back to school.”

It’s almost time for lunch break. Song Nanqiao still wants to go back to the dormitory, eat instant noodles and take a nap.

“There is a VIP reception room in the company. Miss Song can have lunch or have a rest.”

Seeing Song Nanqiao’s tiredness, Zhai Xinqi recommended their VIP service to Song Nanqiao.

Free lunch?

That’s fine, so she doesn’t have to eat the awful food in the canteen.

Zhai Xinqi called his secretary, took Song Nanqiao downstairs, and opened the best VIP room for Song Nanqiao.

There are comfortable sofa beds, swimming pool balconies, and even electronic equipment. Knowing that Song Nanqiao didn’t have lunch, the secretary asked the chef in the company to prepare one for Song Nanqiao.

“I will leave first. Miss Song can press the button on the wall to call for service.”

With a business smile, the secretary slowly closes the door.

Song Nanqiao lies on the sofa, closes her eyes, and falls asleep.

She slept too late last night. Although she didn’t doze off in class this morning, she’s sleepy now.

“System.” Song Nanqiao calls for the system.

“Hmm?”

“When my lunch arrives, remember to call me.”

“Oh.”

Before the system could say the second word, Song Nanqiao fell asleep.

When the meal arrived, the system called Song Nanqiao to get up.

Dazed, Song Nanqiao pinched her temple. Someone is called her outside the room.

Song Nanqiao walked up quickly and opened the door. As she was preparing for lunch, her mobile phone rang. It was Wen Wenyao’s voice message.

“Have you eaten?”

The girl’s voice was soft and her tone was full of care.

“I’m eating.” Song Nanqiao took a photo when she replies to her message, so that Wen Wenyao could feel at ease.

Wen Wenyao, on the other side of the phone, felt relieved after seeing the photos. Song Nanqiao always doesn’t eat lunch. She can’t let the other side do this.

When looking at the photos, Wen Wenyao also found a detail. The logo on Song Nanqiao’s dinner table seemed to belong to Rongtai Securities.

What did Song Nanqiao do in Rongtai?

Wen Wenyao kept this doubt in her heart, but she was too considerate to ask the other party directly.

“Have a good meal and I’ll go to sleep for a while.”

“En.”

……

After Song Nanqiao finished lunch, Zhai Xinqi came to see her in person. Zhai Xinqi also brought a girl.

The girl was sitting in a wheelchair, with a white face and a gentle smile. She thought it was the temperament of the sister next door. She was also a little similar to Zhai Xinqi in her eyebrows and eyes. She should be Zhai Xinqi’s daughter

“This is my daughter.”

Zhai Xinqi sees Song Nanqiao’s doubts and introduces her daughter to Song Nanqiao.

“Hello.”

Politely, Song Nanqiao offers her hand to the girl in front of her.

“Hello, Miss Song, I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m Zhai Aiyue.”

The girl smiled gently and held Song Nanqiao’s hand.

The soft palm was held by Song Nanqiao. The girl’s palm was a little bigger than Wen Wenyao’s, but it felt almost as soft and delicate.

What makes Zhai Aiyue different from Wen Wenyao is that she has an unusual affinity. When she walks outside, no one thinks she is the eldest daughter of a rich family, they’ll think that this girl must be a kind and gentle person.

But Song Nanqiao looks at her and thinks it’s a pity that a nice girl’s legs are like this

If she’s a healthy girl, she’ll be as popular as Wen Wenyao.

“My daughter has trouble with her legs. Let me see you down.”

Zhai Xinqi is worried about her daughter’s health. There are many high-floor buildings in Rongtai. If there is no security guard to push Zhai Aiyue, she will have to work hard to get to his office.

But Zhai Aiyue didn’t listen. When she was free, she would bring her lunch, which Zhai made herself.

“All right.” Song Nanqiao naturally won’t say anything.

“See you next time, Miss Song.”

“Goodbye.”

She simply waved to Zhai Aiyue and followed Zhai Xinqi.

When the two were in the corridor, Song Nanqiao heard Zhai Xinqi sighing.

“Because of your daughter?”

Song Nanqiao can probably guess.

When she was just talking to Zhai Aiyue, Zhai Xinqi’s face was full of guilt and pity.

Zhai Xinqi must have felt guilty about her daughter, but Song Nanqiao could not ask directly.

“Yes, my daughter is too sensible… It’s my fault that her legs are like this, but she never blamed me.” Zhai Xinqi didn’t want to mention these things, but every time he talked about them, two lines of tears always welled up in his eyes.

“Miss Song, I’m sorry.”

It’s impolite to shed tears in front of guests. He just hopes Song Nanqiao doesn’t mind. After that, Zhai Xinqi hurriedly asked his secretary to take two pieces of paper, wiped his face, and organized himself.

“It’s all right. Just send it here.”

Song Nanqiao reached the door, quickly took out her mask and sunglasses, and got on the bus arranged by Zhai Xinqi.

It was almost time for class, and she would be too late if she was any later-er.

“Miss Song, be safe.”