Chapter 208 - Conversation
Sir, How About A Marriage?
Song Ning closed her laptop, stretched, and checked her pulse.
Jiahui looked up and asked worriedly, âHow is it?â
Song Ning smiled. âItâs pretty good.â
Jiahui stopped working as well and stretched. âLetâs go downstairs and take a walk to get some fresh airâ¦â
Song Ning nodded in agreement. She said with a sigh, âMy foot injury wonât heal so soon so thereâs no way for me to exercise. It canât be good for the baby if I just sit around like this, right?â
Jiahui agreed with Song Ning. She said, âIâll go to the OB/GYN department in the afternoon and ask for the doctorsâ opinions.â
Song Ning smiled gratefully.
âMy cousin said Zhuang Jiâs sales this season are very good. Sheâs planning to visit you on behalf of Zhuang Jiâs employees and take the chance to show next seasonâs designs as well,â Jia Hui said as she helped Song Ning, who still needed crutches to walk, into a wheelchair.
Song Ning smiled and said, âSure, Iâm free every day anyway. However, Sister An Ran is always so busy. Iâm afraid sheâll probably have to visit me during her time off, right? I feel bad she has to sacrifice her resting time just to visit me.â
Jiahui pushed Song Ning out of the ward and said with a smile, âMy cousin said itâs impossible to find another good boss like you so sheâs willing to work like a slave!â
Song Ning said with a sigh, âIâm not qualified to be a boss. Itâs all thanks to Mu Chen and Cheng Che.â
As they were making their way to the elevator, Jiahui suddenly said, âWait for me. Iâm going to grab a bottle of water for you.â Then, she turned around and made her way back to Song Ningâs ward.
Song Ning pushed herself to the elevator; she found it quite fun. When she was passing by the pantry, one of the wheels was caught in a gap between the tiles. She lowered her head to check the wheel, trying to free the wheel when voices drifted into her ears.
âLet me tell you some explosive news. Itâs the best kind of gossip!â
âWhat is it? Is it about a celebrity?â
âYouâre right; itâs about a celebrity. Itâs about Ye Xin, that Little Ning Xia. Do you know her?â
âHow can I not know her? Sheâs still unconscious in the ICU.â
âDo you know why sheâs called Little Ning Xia?â
âIsnât that obvious? Itâs because they look alike, right?â
Song Ning paused. The conversation had caught her attention, and she could not help but listen in.
âThink about it. How can two strangers look so alike?â
âWhatâs so strange about that? Moreover, many celebrities have work done on their faces. From their appearance to their personality, everything is cultivated. Itâs not surprising that they resemble each otherâ¦â
âLet me tell you⦠Itâs not a coincidence that Ning Xia and Little Ning Xia resemble each otherâ¦â
âReally?â
âOf course! Let me tell you a secretâ¦â
Following that, the voices grew softer and softer. Song Ning could not help but move closer to the entrance of the pantry, trying to hear better.
Humans were inherently curious about secrets, let alone secrets concerning themselves.
Song Ning strained to listen to the conversation.
At this momentâ¦
âNingning, what are you doing here?â Jiahuiâs voice rang from behind, frightening Song Ning.
The voices in the pantry stopped abruptly as well.
Song Ning could not help but frown.
Jiahui placed the bottle of water in Song Ningâs arms before she continued to push the wheelchair to the elevator.
However, Song Ning raised her hand to stop Jiahui.
At this time, a nurse and a cleaner walked out of the pantry. When they saw Song Ning and Jiahui, they immediately panicked and tried to hurry away.
âWait a minute,â Song Ning called out gently.
Jiahui was confused. âWhatâs wrong? Do you need anything?â
Song Ning did not look at Jiahui. Instead, she asked gently, âI overheard your conversation about Ning Xia and Little Ning Xiaâs relationship earlier. Can you tell me about it?â