Song Yi is really beautiful. Under the sunlight, her exposed skin is snow-white, her sly fox-like eyes bright and clear, and her speaking tone is polite and comfortable.
The person receiving her blushed a little.
A person like Song Yi, for instance, if she were a mistress, even the legitimate wife wouldn't have the courage to face her and argue.
"Captain Tang... Captain Tang is not here."
Song Yi was stunned, her grip on the sun-protection jacket tightening a bit, as she lightly curled her lips at the person opposite her, gentle yet polite: "Then where did he go?"
"He... is still recuperating at the military district hospital."
Song Yi's throat choked, suddenly finding herself unable to speak.
She knew it, she knew Ningxia Chuan had deceived her.
She lowered her head, looking at the WeChat on her phone, which was from Tang Si.
She asked if he was okay.
He replied: No problem.
She replied back: Then let's have a meal together when you're free, okay?
