Chapter 1935: Served Up for You to Mess With

Nan Jiaojiao actually used her inconsistent attitude to act weirdly.

Just by sitting there, Song Yuan felt annoyed, but she couldn’t drive the person away, so she had to endure it.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Song returned. When she opened the door, she sensed there were others in the room and looked over cautiously. Seeing that face, she seemed to match it in her mind.

“Miss Nan?”

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, “Mrs. Song knows me?”

“I’ve seen you a few times in the Capital City, but haven’t had the chance to properly get to know you,” Mrs. Song appeared friendly, but was actually cold and distant, filled with slight hostility, “Why is Miss Nan here?”

Nan Jiaojiao repeated the worn-out words again.

Mrs. Song said, “You don’t have to blame yourself. Yuan Yuan is very good to friends. At that time, she protected you, without expecting anything in return. Miss Nan, you should go home. I can take care of things here.”

Nan Jiaojiao acted as if she didn’t understand the eviction order, “It’s okay, I haven’t been working recently, so I have time to care for her. If I didn’t come, I’d feel uneasy.”

Mrs. Song furrowed her brow then relaxed, turning her face to perfectly hide the flash of disgust, “Since Miss Nan insists, then I’ll trouble you.”

“It’s no trouble, thank you Mrs. Song for giving me the opportunity.”

Mrs. Song absentmindedly responded and walked to the bedside, tucking the quilt, and with her eyes, inquired Song Yuan.

Weren’t they not on good terms? What’s happening now?

Song Yuan rubbed her temples, too lazy to speak. How would she know what kind of madness Nan Jiaojiao was up to?

“About the reporters…”

As soon as Mrs. Song started speaking, Song Yuan suddenly widened her eyes, quickly glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, then withdrew her gaze, shaking her head at Mrs. Song.

“Understood.”

Mrs. Song smoothed the quilt flat, saying softly, “She came knocking at your door to be tormented, why bother being polite to her.”

Song Yuan took this statement to heart.

Not even two hours later, Mrs. Song found an excuse to leave. Song Yuan reasoned leg inconvenience to command Nan Jiaojiao to serve tea and fetch water. At first, she would say “Sorry to trouble you,” but after several times, she became more justified, instructing Nan Jiaojiao to help her into the wheelchair, already speaking in a tone for directing servants.

The hospital has a backyard, greenery maintained throughout the year, patients like to stroll here, or use some fitness equipment. There were groups of old men and Old Ladies surrounding others and playing Yezi brand cards.

After Nan Jiaojiao pushed Song Yuan to the backyard, she was drawn over, and she really took Song Yuan to watch the elderly play cards.

While she watched with interest, Song Yuan’s face grew increasingly impatient. The air was filled with an unpleasant elderly smell, voices floated in and out roughly, making her feel nauseous.

“Jiaojiao, my head feels dizzy, please push me further away.”

“Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao pushed her into the sunlight, but unfortunately, the shaded areas were all occupied by the elderly, and Song Yuan refused to go there, as if afraid of catching a virus, having strong objections.

After wandering back and forth, there was no choice but to linger under the sun.

Song Yuan’s face was reddened by the sun, her irritation grew, subconsciously displaying a worse expression, “Jiaojiao, go home, I want to be alone for a while.”

“By yourself?”

Song Yuan didn’t even give her a glance, speaking as if reciting lines, “I’ll return myself in a bit.”

Nan Jiaojiao was directly rejected, “That’s not possible, your leg is injured, leaving you here would be awful.”

“I said it’s fine!”

Song Yuan suddenly looked up, unable to hide the disgust in her eyes, but when their eyes met, her eyebrows lowered slightly, and a look of grievance slowly emerged in her eyes.