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There were a few in college, but she didn't understand why she chose Chen Jingbo and ended up like that.

A little lamented and melancholy in her heart, she couldn't help but sighed softly.That damned Chen Jingbo is still alive and well, when will she fully grasp his evidence and make him pay for his evil deeds?

"She also taught you tango?" Suddenly, a low voice sounded.

Song Yan was startled, turned his head while rubbing his heart, and saw Su Xing standing beside her. She didn't know when he came.

She looked at him in astonishment, and didn't answer his question for a moment.

He frowned and repeated his question: "Your tango was also taught by Song Yan?"

"Ah... oh, it's—"

"Didn't you say that you mainly communicate with her online? It will take a while to learn tango, right?" He interrupted her, his eyes so sharp that people couldn't look directly at her.

"Ahem, that, I was influenced by her and learned it myself."

"Which dance institution did you learn from?" He asked aggressively.

"I learned it online myself. What's the matter, Mr. Su, do you want me to tell you about the online teaching institution?" Song Yan made a deliberate mocking expression in order to hide his guilty conscience.

He didn't continue to ask, but just snorted coldly: "It seems that Ms. Qin is really a self-taught master. She can learn tango so well without a dance partner, and it's still in a short period of time."

"That's right, I'm such a smart person. President Su has been taught. My design was also learned online under the influence of Song Yan." Song Yan simply followed his words.

He hummed twice, as if he wanted to distance himself from her, he walked a little further away, standing in the distance watching the night scene.

Song Yan stared blankly at his profile, feeling a little confused.She had a subconscious feeling that this man seemed to care about Song Yan very much. Does he know herself?
She searched for past memories in her head, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.But if she had never met him before, where did the familiar feeling that popped up from time to time come from?

Thinking about it, she became a little irritable, and she couldn't help but patted her forehead lightly with her hand. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the depths of her brain, and then the pain spread.

She groaned and covered her head, lying on the railing of the viewing platform, the headache that had not occurred for a long time started again.

After a while, she felt her body darkened, as if something was covering her, she forced her head to look, and saw Su Xing standing beside her, his tall figure blocked the moonlight, enveloping her in the shadow.

His expression was still faint: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Yan frowned and didn't answer.

He looked at her carefully for a moment, reached out to hold her shoulder, and pulled her out.

"You...why..." Song Yan gritted his teeth and asked, his forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat.

"Take you to the hospital." He said in a deep voice.

Song Yan was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it, so he obediently followed him away.

There is a sightseeing elevator that goes directly down from the viewing platform. He took her up the elevator, called the general manager of Xinchuang in the elevator, and told Xinchuang that he and Song Yan would leave first.

Song Yan even heard the general manager's surprised voice on the phone: "President Su and Song Yan?"

"En." Su Xing didn't explain much, just answered and hung up the phone.

Song Yan endured the pain and smiled: "President Su, if you don't make it clear, there may be rumors in the company tomorrow."

"There are rumors that you didn't take advantage of it." He replied.

Song Yan pouted: "It's my fault, okay?" With that kind of rumors, even if there are any excellent male colleagues who want to pursue her, they dare not. Who would dare to compete with the big boss for a woman?

"I don't think you're in too much pain, otherwise you wouldn't talk so much." He said with a cold face, chatting to death in one sentence.

The two of them stopped talking, Song Yan quietly endured the pain, quietly followed him into the car, and was quietly taken to the hospital by him.

After examining her, the receiving doctor came to a conclusion: "This is the sequelae of your previous concussion. The specific mechanism is hard to say. It may be caused by vasospasm, or a small injury in the head, but as the body recovers , it should be gradually relieved, and the attacks should not be too frequent, you usually pay attention not to overwork or get too emotional."

Song Yan drank the painkiller prescribed by the doctor on the spot, and nodded obediently.

After leaving the consulting room, she unexpectedly found that Su Xing was still waiting outside, so she smiled at him: "Boss Su, don't wait for me, just go back first."

"You think too much, it's just that Sun Fushang wanted to take my car, so I didn't leave."

Song Yan nodded: "Then go to Dr. Sun, I'll go home by myself." Then he walked out.

After leaving the emergency building, the pain was relieved a lot, and the painkillers took effect quite quickly.

Originally, she wanted to go home, but she suddenly thought of Yu Yiming. She was busy with work these days, so she didn't go to see Yu Yiming much, and she didn't know how his condition was.He never called her...

Thinking of this, she felt a little sore in her heart. It seemed that Qin Luhan was probably just an ordinary friend with Yu Yiming.

The more sour she was, the more urgent she wanted to see him, so she turned and walked towards the inpatient building.

She was only thinking about her own thoughts, but she didn't notice that someone was following her far behind.

After entering the brain surgery ward, she went straight to Yu Yiming's ward familiarly. When she reached the door, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She took a deep breath before raising her hand to knock on the door.

"Please come in." Yu Yiming's voice sounded.

Song Yan smiled, opened the door and walked in. After entering, he saw Yu Yiming eating the apple slices that Su Ningyuan handed to his lips with his head down.Both of them were smiling and seemed very warm.

She was a little flustered suddenly, and stammered, "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."

Yu Yiming looked at her with wide eyes: "You are?"

Song Yan was stunned.

Yu Yiming touched his head and smiled: "I'm sorry, my memory is not very good recently, and I have forgotten many friends. Are you my friend?"

He said and looked at Su Ningyuan beside him: "Ningyuan, is she my friend?"

"Oh, it can be regarded as one of your previous clients." Su Ningyuan replied with a smile, and then asked Song Yan, "Miss Qin, you came to see Yiming so late, what's the matter?"

The polite tone made Song Yan even more flustered. She waved her hands again and again and said, "Oh, I'm a little unwell to see a doctor. I remembered that Lawyer Yu is also in the Sacred Heart Hospital, so I came to see him. It may be a bit late, sorry to bother you Ha! Then I, I'll come back tomorrow!" Then he turned and walked out.

She hurried out of the ward and supported the wall.

She didn't know if it was a side effect of the painkiller, or what, but she felt a little dizzy, as if she couldn't stand up.

There was a sound of closing the door behind him, and then Su Ningyuan's voice sounded: "Miss Qin, I hope you won't come to find Yiming in the future."

Song Yan turned around and looked at her with wide eyes.

She raised her chin slightly, as if Song Yan had provoked her: "Although I don't know the details of Yiming's injury, I probably know that he did it for your case. He did this for you, and now he forgets you, I think It's a good thing, then he won't risk his life on your behalf. So—"