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Chapter 923: Conflict

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    "The ghost lingers."

    After saying that, Qing Ran hung up the phone without any hesitation and added the number to the blacklist.

    Song Zian stared blankly at the phone that was hung up, and the nurse beside him couldn't bear to look at him.

    After more than ten seconds, Song Zian returned the phone to the nurse and smiled reluctantly, "Thank you for the phone."

    He was handsome and handsome, and even his forced smile made the young nurse's cheeks turn red.

    The little nurse took the phone and lowered her head, "It's nothing, it's just a small effort, no need to say thank you."

    Song Zian turned around and glanced at Song Zirou, who was already asleep in the hospital, "I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'll go back first. I'll ask you to take care of my sister here."

    The little nurse nodded quickly, "Don't worry, this is my responsibility, I will help you take good care of your sister."

    Song Zian thanked him and turned to leave.

    On the way back, Song Zian kept thinking about his family and Qing Ran.

    During this period, Song Zirou's mental state was not right. His father no longer wanted to care about her, and his mother had been sad and sick recently, so he could only run around the hospital, company, and home.

    Zhu Xiaowei often took care of the sick Mother Song at home, which made Mother Song praise her so much that she completely forgot that she had been dissatisfied with Zhu Xiaowei for a while.

    "If he proposed to break off the engagement at this time, not only would some people say he was ungrateful, but his mother would never allow it.

    Song¡¯s father is now in a semi-retired state, and most of the company¡¯s heavy tanks are on him.

    The burden of family and company made him breathless, almost suffocating.

    And light dyeing

    The light in Song Zian's eyes became dimmer, and for a moment he didn't notice that there was a red light in front of him.

    By the time he reacted, he was already only a few meters away from the person crossing the road.

    Song Zian hurriedly turned the steering wheel, and with the woman's scream, his car hit the guardrail on one side.

    When the airbag deployed, Song Zian felt a little dizzy. He moved his body and his wrist seemed to be twisted, but there were no other injuries.

    The frightened middle-aged woman stood beside the car and asked, "Are you okay?"

    Song Zian shook his head, "It's okay."

    "You're fine, but I'm fine!" The middle-aged woman's voice suddenly became sharp, making her already mean eyebrows look even meaner. "I crossed the road properly when the light turned green.  You almost bumped into me, if you scared me out of my mind, can you afford to pay for it!"

    "What do you want?" Song Zian asked calmly.

    "Compensate!"

    Sure enough.

    Song Zian¡¯s heart didn¡¯t waver at all, ¡°How much do you want?¡±

    The middle-aged woman knew from Song Zian's conversation that he was not simple. Her heart suddenly crossed and she said loudly, "Five hundred thousand!"

    Song Zian took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call, "Then let's wait for the traffic police to decide how much compensation should be paid. Don't worry, I will pay whatever they say, and I won't lose a penny to you."

    He didn¡¯t bump into a middle-aged woman. Even if he had to give her a little, it wouldn¡¯t be too much.

    Seeing that she could not extort so much from Song Zian, the woman softened her tone slightly and wanted one hundred thousand.

    "Five thousand yuan." Song Zian said expressionlessly, "Not a penny more."

    The middle-aged woman walked away with 5,000 yuan.

    On the quiet street, with the wind and snow blowing, Song Zian closed his eyes, endless frustration filling his heart.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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