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Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat
Chapter 338 - 338: Is He Alright?Chapter 338: Is He Alright?
Translator: Zayn_
A common language?
Song Qingyou’s expression was strange.
She was still a little confused when she heard the other party’s ambiguous words.
Until Shen Xiuren got closer and closer, and winked at her, saying, “1 believe that I’m no worse than those celebrities.”
Song Qingyou was speechless.
She understood that Shen Xiuren had believed the rumors and thought that she was an artist who liked to play dirty.
Just as she was about to take a step back and reject the other party, she heard a soft call from behind her.
Fang Yan stepped forward and stared at Shen Xiuren’s outstretched hand. “What are you doing?”
There was a hint of questioning in his tone.
When Shen Xiuren saw who it was, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. He stopped trying to hold Song Qingyou’s hand.
“Assistant Fang,” Song Qingyou greeted.
Fang Yan felt a headache coming on.
He originally didn’t need to attend this banquet. Even though Ji Hui had connections in both the business and political worlds, he was far from being on equal footing with the Jiang family.
However, as expected, he received a message from his boss asking him to cover and take a look.
Fang Yan knew very well that he was not here to take a look at the banquet. He was clearly here to protect Song Qingyou.
However, he was delayed by work today and cvery late.
When he arrived at the banquet hall, he heard many people talking about Song Qingyou keeping a gigolo and saw this scene!
Just now, Shen Xiuren and Miss Song were almost sticking together, weren’t they?
If Mr. Jiang saw this…
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Forget it, he didn’t want to know the consequences.
“Miss Song, just now…” Fang Yan smiled again.”What were you doing with GM Shen?”
“I just said a few words,” Song Qingyou said calmly.
Shen Xiuren’s eyes wandered between the two.
Of course, he knew who Fang Yan was.
However, he wasn’t sure if Song Qingyou was related to Jiang Zhihan or Fang Yan himself.
“Miss Song’s attitude is too cold.” Shen Xiuren smiled wantonly. “We clearly agreed to meet next tand have an in-depth conversation, didn’t we?”
He deliberately lowered his voice, and the more one listened, the more ambiguous it sounded.
Fang Yan’s scalp went numb as he looked at Song Qingyou in surprise.
Seeing that the latter had no intention of explaining, Fang Yan’s heart was filled with shock under his calm expression.
He coughed lightly and hurriedly said, “Ms. Song, Mr. Barker can’t get away for the tbeing, so he askedto pass on a few words.”
As an assistant, Fang Yan couldn’t use Jiang Zhihan’s nto do things. After all, it was only a matter of tbefore he was discovered.
Thus, when Shen Xiuren heard this, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Song Qingyou’s belly, wanting to know how true those rumors were.
Fang Yan did not want Shen Xiuren to stay here any longer. “GM Shen?”
Shen Xiuren readily took out a business card and stuffed it into Song Qingyou’s hands.
“It’s a pity that CEO Lin isn’t here tonight. Otherwise, 1 would definitely look for him to discuss the cooperation.”
“I don’t think Mr. Lin would reject working with Shentong Logistics. Miss Song is the spokesperson of Longxing Logistics. We’ll have plenty of opportunities to meet in the future. We’ll talk then.”
He waved his hand and winked at Song Qingyou.
He glanced at Fang Yan with a smile on his face, still wondering whether Fang Yan was pretending to be powerful.
As soon as Shen Xiuren left, Fang Yan quietly heaved a sigh of relief.
Song Qingyou looked over with a half-smile.
“Assistant Fang, what did Mr. Jiang want you to convey?”
“This-”
Fang Yan was stunned on the spot.
He thought Song Qingyou would be happy to play dumb and not expose his random excuse.
He did not expect this person to not play by the rules at all.
Fang Yan clenched his fists to hide his stiff facial expression and improvised, “GM Shen’s personal reputation has never been very good in the business circle of Beijing. Miss Song, it’s better for you to stay away from him.”
In fact, ‘not very good’ was just a polite remark.
Shen Xiuren had no moral bottom line in private. Whether it was at work or in other aspects, he was a complete villain.
Among the people who worked with the Shen family, many were forced to do so.
Moreover, Shen Xiuren’s private life was also chaotic.
Although Song Qingyou couldn’t find so many things, it didn’t hinder her judgment.
However…
“Is this what Mr. Jiang asked Assistant Fang to tell you?”
“No, that’s just an excuse forto send GM Shen away,” Fang Yan said honestly.
Song Qingyou couldn’t help but smile.
Taking advantage of the fact that Fang Yan had yet to calm down, she quickly asked, “Jiang Zhihan is lying in the hospital. Is he okay?”
“He’s alright,” Fang Yan blurted out subconsciously.
He only reacted after answering her question, “I didn’t even hear Miss Song’s question clearly, so I answered it directly… Why would Mr. Jiang still be lying in the hospital? You must be joking…”
“That’s good.” Song Qingyou smiled. “1 thought the after-effects of his car accident had always been there.”
They had always existed!
Fang Yan smiled calmly and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe always felt that Song Qingyou did it on purpose.
In order to prevent himself from talking nonsense again, Fang Yan could only leave first.
“I still have to greet the others on behalf of Mr. Jiang. Please help yourself, Miss Song.”
That was what he said, but no matter who he talked to, he was very close to Song Qingyou.
Zhong Jiayin, who had also been invited, cover to greet her and reminded her, “I keep feeling like Special Assistant Fang has been circling around you.”
Song Qingyou nodded.
“You know?” Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows.
Song Qingyou didn’t answer, showing her tacit agreement.
Zhong Jiayin turned back to look at Fang Yan, who was peeking at her through the cover of the crowd. She couldn’t help but think about how Fang Yan reminded her not to tell Song Qingyou that Jiang Zhihan had been there when she was a guest at the All-Class Challenge.
Now it seemed that Song Qingyou wasn’t completely clueless.
These two people were really interesting.
Zhong Jiayin snorted and suddenly walked over to Fang Yan, pulling the rich second-generation heir who was talking to him over.
“Song Qingyou, letintroduce you. This is the second young master of the Lin Corporation. He’s barely good-looking. You guys are just the right age, so you can make friends first.”
It was as if she was going to introduce someone to her.
Song Qingyou’s mouth twitched.
The person who had been dragged was obviously very familiar with Zhong Jiayin. He muttered, “Sister Zhong, stop joking around,” while looking at Song Qingyou with amazement.
When Fang Yan heard this, he immediately stood in front of Song Qingyou, blocking Zhong Jiayin’s line of sight.
“What?” Zhong Jiayin clicked her tongue. “Special Assistant Fang doesn’t want them to know each other?”
“You were talking and laughing with Young Master Lin just now, and now you don’t wantto introduce Song Qingyou to Young Master Lin. Don’t tell me-”
The people who were watching the show and the few people involved were waiting quietly for the rest of her words.
Fang Yan kept winking at Zhong Jiayin, telling her not to “leak the secret”.
Then, Zhong Jiayin said arrogantly, “Special Assistant Fang likes Young Master Lin, right?”
Everyone was speechless.
Fang Yan was speechless. He looked up and met the terrified eyes of the person Zhong Jiayin was holding.
Fang Yan: —>