Chapter 2001: Delay

Song Yuan grew more and more heartbroken as she thought about it. Just the slight touch of that possibility made her feel unbearably sad, and she cried harder and harder while throwing herself into Mrs. Song’s arms.

Mrs. Song didn’t know how to comfort her. It was best to let her vent at this time. After the crying slowly subsided, she said, “Alright, it’s not a big deal. Men always disregard these little squabbles between women, so don’t think of things too extremely.”

“Is there a way to fix this?”

Mrs. Song gritted her teeth, “Yes! In a couple of days, I’ll figure out a way to get you into the Bo Residence!”

Song Yuan’s eyes lit up, and she repeatedly asked if it was true. Getting a confirmed answer, she felt her heart almost float away. She stopped crying, haphazardly wiped away her tears, and began to tidy up her appearance.

“What should I prepare to take to the Bo Residence? What does Grandma Bo like? Nutritional supplements? Those are surely necessary. Mom, why don’t you accompany me to the antique shop tomorrow? I’ll see if there’s something suitable for Grandma Bo that I can buy and give to her. I also…”

“You needn’t worry about any of that. Your dad and I have already taken care of it.”

Calming down gradually, Song Yuan found a moment to care about her parents, “Right, why were you and Dad so late today? You have no idea how scared I was when Nan Jiaojiao was giving me a hard time at the police station… She leveraged her Third Brother’s power and even bribed the officers to speak in her favor.”

Upon this topic, Mrs. Song showed a hint of suspicion on her face, “Your father was suddenly tied up by a friend. He asked me to print a document and send it to him but gave me the wrong location. I couldn’t find him despite searching for a long time. I couldn’t reach him by phone and was worried sick. We have no connections in Rongcheng City, so we asked Old Madam Bo for help. She sent many people, and just not long ago, we finally found your dad in a hotel.”

“Grandma Bo!”

Song Yuan sat up straight, “You contacted Grandma Bo?”

Mrs. Song glanced at her, thinking the focus shouldn’t be on that Old Lady, should it?

Song Yuan hung her head, hastily adding, “Then… why was that?”

“That’s exactly the question. Your dad just woke up, can’t say anything specific, and is even confused about who called him there. Everything about it seems strange, as though the delays were intentional.”

“It was Nan Jiaojiao, wasn’t it!”

Song Yuan asserted firmly, “It must be her; she incited Grandma Bo to do it!”

“Old Madam Bo has never been directed by anyone. With her temperament, no one dares to demand anything from her; it’s unlikely. Moreover, I was there the whole time, overseeing those people. If they couldn’t find it, maybe it really couldn’t be found…”

Song Yuan couldn’t think of anyone else. Her instinct was to blame Nan Jiaojiao for every mishap.

Since she couldn’t pin it on her, she lost interest, “Who cares, as long as you and Dad are okay. Mom, you’re right, Grandma Bo is decisive; she won’t aid the wrongdoer. Let’s go back to the hotel; I want to shower off this bad luck!”

Mrs. Song’s gaze turned cold, “Yuan Yuan, your dad is still in the hospital.”

“Ah… Then, Mom, could you go, please, and help me with my discharge formalities? I’ve been pretending long enough, and I don’t ever want to go back. I want to return to the hotel; please take me first.”

Mrs. Song instinctively furrowed her brows but didn’t say anything, instructing the driver to take Song Yuan back to the hotel first.