The Chubby Rich Daughter's Counterattack

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Song Chuyan heard her cry of pain and turned around to see her fingers bleeding.

He frowned as he got off the bed and took the medicine box by the bed. He snatched the apple from her hand and opened the medicine box with his other hand to help her bandage her wound. "Why are you peeling apples for no reason? If you want to eat it, I can get someone to peel it for you."

Song Yoyo said, "I want to peel it for you."

Song Chuyan stopped what he was doing. Seeing the worry on her gentle face, his heart warmed. "I don't want to eat it. Remember not to touch water these few days."

Song Yoyo nodded and said, "Chuyan, I have a gathering with friends in two days. They all have their own boyfriends. I want you to come with me, okay?"

Song Chuyan nodded without even raising his head. "Sure."

When she saw him agree, the nervousness in Song Yoyo's eyes disappeared. She revealed a relaxed smile and said, "I'll call you then."

Song Chuyan stroked her head and said, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you when the time comes."

Song Yoyo smiled. "Of course. You're so handsome. You'll definitely amaze everyone."

Song Chuyan suddenly smiled and all the frustration in his heart disappeared. He looked at Song Yoyo with a doting gaze and said, "Yoyo, ever since the day you saved me when you were young, I swore to protect you well."

Song Yoyo's expression froze. He seemed to be getting more and more into this matter lately.

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Having achieved her goal, Song Yoyo was afraid that he might find something amiss, so she found an excuse and left.

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After Song Jiaren sent Wang Yifan to the ward, Wang Yifan said, "You should go back. Otherwise, your brother will be angry."

There was a hint of nervousness on his face. What if Song Jiaren's younger brother didn't like him and Song Jiaren stopped visiting him in the future?

Song Jiaren insisted on sending him to the ward. "You don't have to worry. He… already has someone accompanying him."

When she was downstairs just now, she saw Song Yoyo's figure. She was probably here to see Song Chuyan.

When Wang Yifan heard that, he did not insist anymore. He said, "I came up with a song these few days. Shall I play it for you?"

Song Mei didn't expect him to have such talent. "Sure."

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With her help, Wang Yifan sat on the edge of the bed with a guitar in his hand. He gently strummed the strings, and the way he lowered his head to fiddle with the guitar made Song Jiaren's eyes flash with amazement.

Although he was wearing a thin hospital gown, it did not affect his charisma. His slightly shining eyes and curved lips were filled with warmth and hope.

A gentle voice gradually rang out, and together with the sound of the zither, she could not help but close their eyes and enjoy the moment.

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Wang Yifan's song did not have any lyrics. It was just a soft hum, but it was very nice.

When Song Jiaren closed her eyes to listen, Wang Yifan, his eyes filled with longing and joy, kept looking in her direction. He did not know why he liked her, who he had met twice, so much. This song was the one he had made for her after meeting her last time.

He did not tell her about this. He was afraid that his overly passionate feelings would make her afraid and alienate him. However, he could not help but want to play it for her. This was the first time he wanted to compose for someone.

After the song ended, Song Jiaren clapped and said, "This song is really nice. Are you interested in making this song into an album? It will definitely sell like crazy."

Wang Yifan shook his head and said, "I only want to sing this song for one person."

Song Jiaren didn't think about herself and teased, "You have a girl you like."

Wang Yifan was startled for a moment, but then he smiled. This smile contained a sense of relief and understanding. He nodded seriously and said, "She doesn't know yet, so help me keep it a secret."

Song Jiaren said disapprovingly, "If you like her, go after her. If you don't say it, you won't be able to bring her home."

Wang Yifan's smile was a little bitter as he looked at her and said, "I'm not worthy of her."

Song Jiaren looked at his darkened eyes and was about to say something when she saw a figure flash past the door. She said, "Yifan, stay here for a while. I think I saw someone familiar. I'll go out for a while."

Wang Yifan nodded obediently.