The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

"I don't want to! I want everyone to see that this is my wife!"

Although Shen Chonglu was scolded, he was still unwilling to put the person down. He simply tightened his grip and strode out of the ultrasound room.

The corridor outside was indeed full of pregnant women and their families waiting for their check-ups, their gazes filled with curiosity and gossip.

Song Yunqi's face stiffened slightly, and she buried her face in Shen Chonglu's chest with some shame, pinching him hard in a low voice:

"Hurry up and leave, or we'll become a laughingstock."

The man let out a soft chuckle, took larger strides, and quickly made his way through the crowded reception area to the elevator.

Back in the ward, Shen Chonglu carefully placed Song Yunqi on the sofa and casually pulled a thin blanket over her legs.

"The test results are good. Can we pack up and go back to Beijing?" Shen Chonglu squatted down by the sofa, looking up at him with his eyes full of anticipation.

They have indeed been in Shanghai for quite some time. Although Shen Chuanbin is in charge of the Shen Group, many core projects still require Shen Chonglu's personal decision-making.

These past few days, the old man has been calling one after another, asking when he's coming back to work. He said it's really unacceptable that he's been absent from work every day since he just became the vice president.

But upon learning that Shen Chonglu had been delayed in returning home because he was with Song Yunqi, and that the test results were all good, Shen Chuanbin's tone on the other end of the phone immediately became amiable and even carried a hint of pride:

"Alright, alright, as long as my daughter-in-law and grandson are alright, it's fine for you to stay there a few more days. I'll take care of things at the company. Taking good care of them is the most important thing."

Song Yunqi also felt it was time to go back.

He's on vacation, and with a professional manager overseeing the company, he's certainly enjoying a peaceful break.

But Shen Chonglu is currently in the prime of his career, and can't just idly spend all his time with him, so he smiled and nodded, raising his hand to tidy his slightly messy long hair:

"Okay, let's go back."

Before leaving Haishi, Song Yunqi couldn't stop thinking about Su Shen, so she made a special trip to his hospital room.

Meng Zhaoyuan was also there, typing away on his laptop.

He came to Shanghai for work and experience, but now that he's going to the hospital every day, things are naturally going to be delayed at the company, so he started working remotely.

Su Shen leaned quietly against the pillow, her face more rosy than when she was first admitted to the hospital. Although there was still lingering sadness in her eyes, at least it was no longer that lifeless despair.

Upon seeing Song Yunqi and Shen Chonglu enter, Meng Zhaoyuan hurriedly put down his notebook, stood up, and ignored the stinky dog ​​behind the young man, greeting them with a beaming smile:

"Yunxi, you've arrived."

Song Yunqi nodded, walked to the bedside to check on Su Shen, and asked softly, "How are you feeling?"

Su Shen moved his lips; his voice, though weak, was much clearer:

"I feel much better, thank you, Mr. Song."

"Zhaoyuan has taken good care of you."

The young man glanced at Meng Zhaoyuan indifferently, and the latter immediately straightened his back, looking like he wanted praise.

Song Yunqi didn't hold back her praise, showering Meng Zhaoyuan with compliments until he was beaming with pride. Then, she suddenly changed the subject:

"Zhaoyuan, come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Shen Chonglu clearly knew what the two were going to talk about. Although he looked annoyed, he still stood there with his arms crossed and watched them leave.

Meng Zhaoyuan, puzzled, followed him out.

The corridor outside the ward was very quiet, with nurses occasionally passing by. The smell of disinfectant mixed with the breeze coming in from the window was somewhat faint.

Song Yunqi stopped at the corner of the corridor at the end and turned around to look at the man who had followed her out.

"Shen Chonglu and I have already communicated with the school where Su Shen is studying."

"The school sympathized with his situation and made special arrangements to retain his student status and grant him a leave of absence. As long as Su Shen's condition stabilizes, he can return to continue his studies at any time."

"Please keep a close eye on him during this time, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Meng Zhaoyuan's eyes lit up, clearly delighted by the news.

"Great, leave this to me."

"Xiao Su should have a bright future ahead of her; she shouldn't let these upsetting things ruin it."

Song Yunqi looked at him meaningfully, her gaze sharp, her tone carrying a rare seriousness and admonition:

"Zhaoyuan, I don't know what you really think of Su Shen right now, but I don't want him to make any more mistakes."

Do you understand what I mean?

"He has just climbed out of the mire and lost his mother. He should not be involved in matters of the heart again, and he should not be heartbroken by love again."

"You are indeed a good person, I admit that, but you and Su Shen are definitely not a good match."

"He's too naive and can't take any more setbacks. I hope he finds a mature and calm partner to spend his life with."

"You're too passionate; you might burn each other."

These words were sincere and frank, yet also blunt and biting.

Meng Zhaoyuan's smile froze for a moment, then quickly disappeared.

He leaned against the cold wall, his fingers clenching and unclenching at his sides, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"In your eyes, is my affection so cheap?" Meng Zhaoyuan looked up at him, his voice a little hoarse.

"So cheap that you can easily fall for someone you've only known for a short time."

Song Yunqi pursed her lips, unsure how to answer.

"Don't worry, I don't like Su Shen. You don't need to treat me like a monster."

Meng Zhaoyuan shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"I only showed him extra care because I felt sorry for him, that he was all alone and had a tragic past."

"Besides, he's your friend, and in a way, he's my friend too. I don't want you to be sad because of him, nor do I want him to be stuck in pain."

The wind in the corridor ruffled the stray hairs on Meng Zhaoyuan's forehead. He looked into Song Yunqi's cool eyes and gave a self-deprecating bitter laugh:

"You know perfectly well who I like."

The young man remained silent.

He certainly knew, and he always did.

"Yes, in your eyes, I am indeed promiscuous, changing lovers like changing clothes, and I am not worthy of being loved."

Meng Zhaoyuan looked down at the tips of his shoes and said self-deprecatingly, "Back then, you said you would never be in a relationship, and I believed you."

"So I've always stayed by your side as a friend. I thought someone like me wouldn't have a dramatic love affair, wouldn't have a truly mutual lover, so it's really my fault for not taking responsibility for my body and my future partner."

He paused, raised his head, his eyes open yet tinged with a deep melancholy: "But I have never wronged anyone."

"Perhaps they had ulterior motives in contacting me, treating me like an ATM or a tool. I knew it all too well, but I never called them out on it."

"Everyone gets what they need, and no one owes anyone anything."

Meng Zhaoyuan's gaze fell on Song Yunxi's face, and he said, word by word:

"I have never liked anyone but you."

The frank words echoed in the empty corridor, carrying a heavy weight.

Looking at her longtime friend, Song Yunxi sighed inwardly, but ultimately offered no response. She simply patted Meng Zhaoyuan on the shoulder, her tone softening:

"sorry."

Meng Zhaoyuan took a deep breath, mustered his spirits, and forced a smile that he usually wore:

"Alright, it's okay. After all, I have a good reputation, and I know my limits."

"Besides, Su Shen is straight, there's no possibility between us, and he's traumatized by this."