Chapter 181 Baby, I Miss You
After listening to Song Ni's words, Qin Yang gradually began to believe Song Ni's guess. "Mmm, Nini, even if she really is Yu Wei, even if she really knows you're Tan Shen's wife, then what? What do you want to do?" Song Ni's eyes flickered as she stood by the window, looking at the endless winter night. It was so cold. Tan Zheng must be the same, just as cold. "Perhaps talk to her." "Talk?" Qin Yang raised her voice. She dismissed her subordinates from the office. "Nini, are you sure?" When had Song Ni ever done such a thing? She always acted according to her own desires and moods, always detesting trouble, and always avoiding such matters whenever possible. Even for Tan Zheng, what good would it do for her to go talk to Yu Wei, the former fiancée of Xi Jinjiang? Would she hear some so-called tragic story, or hear how she heartlessly abandoned Xi Jinjiang who had just suffered a misfortune? Song Ni's heart was also in turmoil. What could she talk to Yu Wei about? She might not know about the accident back then. But Song Ni was such a clever person. Now, she understood clearly what she hadn't grasped immediately back then, which had led her to get angry with Tan Zheng. On the night they got their marriage certificate, why had Tan Zheng refused her advances and said he would give her everything she wanted? It was simply because he felt Xi Jinjiang's rest of his life was ruined. He had lost the use of his legs, his body was no longer sound, and his fiancée had left him. Happiness seemed to have no connection with Xi Jinjiang anymore. Tan Zheng blamed himself for Xi Jinjiang's accident. Although he was arrogant and unrestrained, he valued brotherhood. Because he had caused Xi Jinjiang to be in this state, how could he enjoy happiness with a clear conscience? Song Ni could imagine it, and she could understand it. But behind her understanding, there was heartache. Tan Zheng had said he could give her everything she wanted, and he must have decided to resolve this matter at that time. Song Ni dared not think too deeply, dared not consider it too carefully. If her actions had caused her friend to become like this, she would also be in immense pain, perhaps wishing for death. She thought of it now. If Weiwei was indeed Yu Wei, what would she want to talk to her about? "Let's just talk about why she left Xi Jinjiang." Perhaps there was a story behind it. If Xi Jinjiang could find another way, another mindset to achieve happiness, or find release, would Tan Zheng feel a little better? Qin Yang did not agree with Song Ni's idea but did not deny it either. She had always stood by Song Ni's side. Whatever she wanted to do, she would do it. Seeing the development of Song Ni and Tan Shen's relationship like this, she was also happy. "Mmm, Nini, I'll call you when I have news." ... Tan Zheng fell ill. That night, he lay alone on the rooftop watching the snow and then fell asleep. When Cheng Ling found him, it was two hours later. He was frozen, but his forehead was burning hot. Fortunately, they were at the hospital. Someone was called to move Tan Zheng to a ward for an IV drip, preventing his condition from worsening. Perhaps it was the double fatigue of body and mind over the past few days that finally defeated Tan Zheng. He actually had a fever for three days this time. Chang Li still had the mood to joke, while Cheng Ling acted like Song Ni's family, keeping an eye on Tan Zheng and preventing him from getting out of bed. "If Nini finds out about this later, I'll be beaten to death by her." Hearing Song Ni's name, Tan Zheng finally gave up the idea of getting out of bed. The man raised his hand and rubbed his aching forehead, glancing at the head of the bed. "Where's my phone?" His throat was dry and hoarse from the fever. Chang Li threw a piece of fruit into the air and ate it, looking at Cheng Ling with amusement. "Cheng Ling confiscated it and turned it off. He was afraid you wouldn't know what to say if your wife called." Cheng Ling glared at Chang Li and handed the phone to Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng took it, turned on his phone expressionlessly, and quickly browsed through it. There were no calls from Song Ni, but he had received a WeChat message from her. She asked: "Is it snowing where you are?" It was sent a day ago. Tan Zheng's brows immediately knitted. He quickly replied to a message. Just as he sent it, he remembered that it was already late at night in Yu Cheng. He looked up and saw the prompt "The other party is typing..." in the chat box. Song Ni replied immediately. "It's not snowing here in Yu Cheng. Can you take a photo for me? I love snow so much." Tan Zheng got up, put on his slippers, and walked to the window. As soon as he opened the window, the nurse who came to check on him quickly called out to stop him. "Mr. Tan, you cannot be exposed to the wind right now." Tan Zheng ignored her, picked up his phone, and took several photos of the outside view before returning to bed from the window. He held his phone the entire time the nurse was examining him. Chang Li raised an eyebrow and looked at Cheng Ling. "Is he chatting with his wife?" Cheng Ling remained silent. "It's not possible that he's chatting with a subordinate, is it?" Who the hell chats with a subordinate and smiles like an idiot? Cheng Ling remained silent. It was indeed impossible. He had seen Tan Zheng talk to his subordinates via video call. His face was dark the entire time. Not to mention his subordinates, even he thought he was going to be reprimanded. However... was Tan Zheng like this when he chatted with Nini? It wasn't entirely unexpected, as he fully believed in Nini's charm. But he was somewhat surprised. He was surprised that Nini could turn Tan Zheng into this. After the nurse finished her examination, Tan Zheng finally shifted his gaze from his phone to the two gossiping men sitting on the sofa. "Get out." Cheng Ling's eyebrows moved slightly. Chang Li habitually asked, "Why?" The man got out of bed and slowly sat on another sofa. "I'm going to video call my wife." Chang Li: ... Damn. Cheng Ling: ... Nini is amazing. After driving both of them away, Tan Zheng changed into some clothes and video called Song Ni. His silly girl, afraid of bothering him while he was busy, wouldn't call proactively, and would wait even if she didn't receive a reply to his message. What could make a proud Persian cat do this? The more Tan Zheng thought about it, the more his brow furrowed with heartache, and his heart softened. The video call connected quickly. "Tan Zheng, the snow scenery there is so beautiful." What's so beautiful about it? It's just ordinary snow. The eldest daughter of the Song family has seen all sorts of snow scenes. "Do you miss me?" Song Ni: ... "How can you say something so narcissistic so calmly and shamelessly?" As soon as she said this, both of them burst into laughter. "Why aren't you sleeping so late?" Song Ni rolled her eyes, as Tan Zheng had wished. "I can't sleep because I miss you so much and am waiting for your message." The smile on Tan Zheng's lips faded slightly. "Baby." "Mmm?" "Are you coming over? To keep me company." Song Ni fell silent. After a long, long time, Song Ni finally dared to confirm Tan Zheng's meaning. She locked her gaze onto Tan Zheng's eyes in the video, and upon seeing the depth within them. Her heart felt sore. How could she bear to have Tan Zheng explain the events of five years ago to her? "No, I still have to film. Tan Zheng, why are you accompanying me even on a business trip? Do you miss me too much?" Tan Zheng's lips curved slightly and then fell again. "Mmm, baby, I miss you very much." (End of this chapter)