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"Brother Yinan, did the caller give you his name?"

"No..." Qin Yinan added after a pause. "He was succinct. He merely mentioned that you had fallen into the water and were recuperating on the eastern side of the lake before hanging up."

"Thanks," Song Qingchun replied before going silent. Looks like this mystery person doesn’t want me to know his identity or else he wouldn’t have used a public phone to call Qin Yinan without even leaving his name.

Qin Yinan noticed Song Qingchun had gone awfully quiet, so he prompted, "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing." Song Qingchun only managed to squeeze out one word before there was a knock on the door.

Song Qingchun quieted down as Qin Yinan turned toward to door to ask, "Who is it?"

There was no answer, so he stood up and walked to open it.

Song Qingchun peeked around Qin Yinan to glance at their visitor. It was her colleague from TW Station who was good friends with Tang Nuan. The moment Song Qingchun saw the person, she knew why she was there. She averted her gaze, and as she did, the person said the words that Song Qingchun expected her to. "Mr. Qin, I’m sorry for disturbing you, but Tang Nuan suddenly suffered from a horrible stomach ache. It is so painful that she said she is unable to even move."

Qin Yinan frowned before turning to look at Song Qingchun. "Song Song, wait a minute, I’ll be back in a bit."

Song Qingchun nodded wordlessly. Her face was calm, and she didn’t give much of a response.

She knew perfectly well that Tang Nuan was merely making a scene because she couldn’t stand Qin Yinan spending so much time taking care of her. This was Tang Nuan’s way of summoning Qin Yinan away from her.

Song Qingchun also knew there was a ninety percent chance that Qin Yinan wouldn’t return after he left. He would probably send one of his friends to come take care of her in his place. However, to her surprise, Qin Yinan returned after fifteen minutes, and he came carrying a few bags in his arms. They were clothes for her to change into.

Song Qingchun was shocked. She asked after recovering from her surprise, "How’s Tang Nuan?"

"I had Zhang Zi take her to the hospital. Don’t worry about her, you need to rest. When you’re feeling better, I’ll take you to the police station to report the case, and then I’ll send you home."

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"I had Zhang Zi take her to the hospital. Don’t worry about her, you need to rest. When you’re feeling better, I’ll take you to the police station to report the case, and then I’ll send you home."

Su Zhinian stepped out from a hundred-year-old tree when he heard that sentence.

The thin shirt that he was wearing had started to frost from staying out in the elements for far too long.

His whole body was shivering—even his teeth were chattering from cold—but he didn’t rush toward his car. Instead, he walked toward the place Song Qingchun had been lying earlier.

He stared emotionlessly at that spot, and the memories of his kiss with her slowly flooded his mind. He squatted down slowly to caress the slightly frozen dried grass, and his gaze softened with affection.

It was he who had made the call to Qin Yinan. Even though he knew Qin Yinan carried a torch for Tang Nuan, he also understood the place Song Qingchun held in Qin Yinan’s heart.

However, he ultimately was not Qin Yinan, so he stayed behind until he heard Qin Yinan promise he would send Song Qingchun home. Only then did Su Zhinian’s heart relax.