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Chapter 29

Sitting motionless at the bedside, staring at him with shining eyes, it was rather creepy.

Seeing that Song Linchuan had finally woken up, Song Anan was extremely happy. If not for the doctor saying that Song Linchuan needed to rest well, she wouldn\'t have been able to resist waking him up directly just now.

"Linchuan, the person you saved came to see you," she said, cupping her cheeks, her eyes curving.

After saying that, she pointed at the fruit basket on the table, "This is what she left behind."

Song Linchuan followed Song Anan\'s hand to look, an inscrutable expression flashing through his eyes as he seemed to think of something.

Song Anan pursed her lips, and continued speaking, "Actually, I\'ve seen Zhou Wei before."

Song Linchuan was startled.

His auntie had seen Zhou Wei?

When had this happened?

Song Anan seemed to hesitate for a moment with her words, "That time in high school, when I went to your school to find you, I happened to run into..."

Song Linchuan didn\'t know why, but he inexplicably felt a little nervous, "Ran into what?"

"Ran into when you were confessing to someone," Song Anan said. "Moreover, you were rejected."

Song Linchuan: "???"

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Song Linchuan lightly coughed, an embarrassed look flashing over his face.

This...

Sometimes, Song Linchuan had to admit, his auntie really was someone who did big things.

For example, take this matter, she had actually concealed it for so many years without mentioning it in front of him even once.

Song Anan blinked.

If she didn\'t bring it up, wasn\'t it also because she wanted to avoid embarrassment for him?

After all, being rejected wasn\'t a good thing.

Song Linchuan unconsciously stroked his neck, somewhat awkwardly saying, "That was something from many years ago, when I was young and ignorant. I, we\'ve long forgotten about it already."

Song Anan meaningfully \'oh\'-ed.

Forgotten?

Would he himself believe the words coming out of his mouth?

As an onlooker, she had remembered it for so many years, let alone the person involved.

It was also because of this matter that previously when Li Sirui suspected Song Linchuan and Pei Kuang were a couple, she had so definitively told the other party they weren\'t.

Because Song Anan knew that the school belle Song Linchuan had liked in high school was precisely Zhou Wei.

However, Song Anan didn\'t pursue the matter further. Instead, she turned the subject and asked, "Right, I saw that besides Zhou Wei, there was another female guest on \'Challenge Yourself\', named Xie Yin. Do you have any impression of her?"

Xie Yin was the female lead of the original book.

What Song Anan needed to confirm now was how far Song Linchuan\'s relationship with the original book\'s female lead had developed.

Only by confirming he wouldn\'t fall for the female lead could Song Linchuan be considered to have thoroughly broken away from the storyline.

Song Linchuan frowned, "Xie Yin?"

He didn\'t have any impression.

When he had first arrived at the recording site this morning, before he could even react, he had been tossed into the recording venue by the program team\'s staff.

With such a big venue, all of the guests had been dispersed to various places. Other than Zhou Wei, he hadn\'t encountered any other celebrities before the accident happened.

Song Linchuan was a bit puzzled as he said, "What about her?"

Song Anan shook her head, "Nothing, I\'m just asking if you know her."

"I don\'t know her," Song Linchuan replied.

He thought for a moment, then said, "But if you like her and want her autograph or something, I can try."

In Song Linchuan\'s understanding, the only possibility for why his auntie would suddenly bring up a celebrity was this.

Upon hearing these words, Song Anan quickly waved her hands, "No need, no need."

How could she possibly create such an opportunity for them when she hated for Song Linchuan to not have any connection with the original book\'s female lead?

In order to completely dispel this train of thought from Song Linchuan\'s mind, Song Anan decisively said, "I don\'t like her!"

Song Linchuan was stunned.

"That\'s right, I just don\'t like Xie Yin!" she emphasized again.

Now Song Linchuan was truly shocked.

Ever since she was little, Song Anan had always been gentle in temperament, basically never losing her temper with others.

He had never seen her so clearly express dislike for someone before.

This was the first time.

"Alright, then I don\'t like her either," Song Linchuan looked into Song Anan\'s eyes and guaranteed.

Someone who could make his auntie so clearly state her dislike must have her reasons.

So there was no need to ask why, he just had to unconditionally stand on the same side as his auntie.

This was also Song Linchuan\'s consistent principle.

*

In the afternoon, Pei Kuang came to the hospital room to see Song Linchuan.

Song Linchuan was in pretty good spirits at this time. Song Zhenhui and Zhao Ya were also there, having just returned after being busy outside.

"How are you feeling?" Pei Kuang asked concernedly.

Song Linchuan shrugged and replied, "Other than not being able to move my leg, everything else is fine."

Pei Kuang gently nodded, "I have a flight tonight, and some work I need to deal with, so I\'ll come see you again in a couple days."

"Little Pei, I heard from Anan that you\'re also going to S City, right?" Zhao Ya said.

Pei Kuang smiled and replied, "That\'s right, auntie, I\'m going to S City to meet a director."

Zhao Ya said, "What a coincidence, we\'re also heading back to S City tonight. Let\'s go together."

The medical facilities in C City naturally couldn\'t compare to S City. Therefore, after consulting the doctor\'s opinion, they decided to bring Song Linchuan back to S City today.

The hospital over there had already been arranged.

What Zhao Ya meant by \'together\' was taking the Song family\'s private plane back.

If previously his understanding of the Song family had been limited to the surface meaning of the word \'noble house\', after getting off the Song family\'s private plane, Jiang Han now had a concrete concept.

So this was how rich people\'s private planes were!

After arriving at the hospital and seeing the excessively luxurious ward once again, Jiang Han directly decided - in the future, he must firmly hold onto his artist\'s thigh.

Whether he hit it big or not, it didn\'t matter. He could still go home and inherit the family business.

"You were a bit too low-key before, don\'t you think?" Jiang Han remarked emotionally.

With such a huge backing, how could he still struggle in the entertainment industry by himself? Bringing investment into projects wasn\'t fragrant?

Moreover, they could take this opportunity to create an \'elite young master from a noble house\' persona for him.

After all, fans really ate up this type of thing nowadays.

Song Linchuan glanced at him disdainfully. "There\'s nothing worth showing off when it doesn\'t even belong to me."

Everything the Song family had was earned by his dad, what did it have to do with him? He would earn what he wanted by himself.

Jiang Han: ???

If it wasn\'t his, then whose was it?

If his information wasn\'t mistaken, Song Linchuan was their only son right?

Or could it be...

Jiang Han suddenly covered his mouth, an expression of disbelief on his face.

Could it be that the Song family had other illegitimate children?

Holy crap! Holy crap!

Had he unintentionally uncovered some noble house\'s hidden secret?

Song Linchuan couldn\'t help but roll his eyes. "Rein in those chaotic thoughts of yours. Be careful or my dad finds out and sues you for defamation."

He wasn\'t exaggerating. His dad had really sued people before.

Whether it was online rumors, those gossip media outlets, or even magazines that had smeared them yellow, none had been let off.

It couldn\'t be helped. His dad didn\'t hold back when his wife was unhappy.

Jiang Han was startled. Was it really that serious?

"It can\'t be anyone else\'s if it\'s not yours." He rubbed his nose awkwardly.

Song Linchuan had an expression that said \'are you an idiot\'. "My auntie\'s."

"Ever since I was little my parents told me, no matter what I wanted I could only earn it myself."

Jiang Han: "???"

Leaving the inheritance to the daughter and not the son, was this reasonable?

Hm... for the Song family it seemed a bit reasonable.

From Song Zhenhui and Zhao Ya\'s attitude towards Song Anan, this possibility didn\'t seem unlikely.

And there was still this \'precious nephew\' Song Linchuan.

Well alright, it wasn\'t too late to hug a different thigh now.

Just as Jiang Han was thinking this, he heard Song Linchuan arrogantly say, "But my auntie also said everything of hers can be given to me."

Jiang Han: "......"

Fine! Once again he was slapped in the face by their intimate aunt-nephew relationship.

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Arriving at the new hospital, the doctor gave Song Linchuan another comprehensive examination.

The diagnosis results weren\'t very different from before, but the nursing care was more systematic and comprehensive compared to the hospital in C City.

According to the doctor\'s diagnosis, Song Linchuan\'s leg had been injured by a heavy object that fell from high up. The situation was rather severe. He would need to stay in the hospital for at least half a month after surgery.

Even after being discharged, he would still need to recuperate carefully in order for injured tendons and bones to heal properly.

Given this situation, Jiang Han could only adjust all of Song Linchuan\'s upcoming schedule. Things that could be delayed would be delayed, things that couldn\'t be delayed could only be cancelled.

After all, with Song Linchuan\'s current condition, cooperation partners would generally be understanding.

After a few days of coordination, Jiang Han had basically dealt with everything.

The only thing left was the recording arrangements for the variety show \'Our Dearest\'.

The show was scheduled for a total of three episodes. The first two had already finished recording.

The broadcast time for the third episode was set for next Monday.

But with Song Linchuan\'s current situation, he definitely wouldn\'t be able to continue recording. Having Song Anan go alone also wouldn\'t be appropriate.

"That\'s the situation. The production team said to let us consider it, but of course there\'s no pressure if it\'s really not feasible." Jiang Han said.

Song Linchuan lightly nodded, seeming lost in thought as he said, "Alright, let me think about it some more."

The two had just finished discussing work when the door to the hospital room was pushed open from outside.

Song Anan and Zhao Ya came in carrying two lunch boxes.

These past few days, Song Linchuan\'s meals were all prepared by the Song family\'s chefs. The aunt and niece pair took turns delivering the meals.

However, it was mostly Song Anan since she had more free time.

Song Linchuan opened the insulated lunch box, then complained with a wronged face, "Ah...bone broth soup again?"

He had already drunk bone broth soup for three days straight, every meal had it.

Which family\'s darling drank this every day?

Zhao Ya rolled her eyes at him. "What do you know? This is called eating what you need to replenish. Replenishing form with form, understand?"

Song Linchuan twisted his lips, just about to refute when he was stopped by a look from Song Anan.

Great!

Madam\'s mood wasn\'t good. He better not send himself to the guillotine.

As for why she was unhappy, there was no need to guess. It must be his dad provoking her again.

"I can\'t take it anymore!" Zhao Ya suddenly slammed the table.

Song Linchuan was frightened, the soup in his mouth almost spraying out.

"Living like this is intolerable. I want a divorce!"

Zhao Ya directly grasped Song Anan\'s hand. "Anan, after your brother and I divorce, you must follow me."

Song Linchuan: "......"

Uh... since when did families fight over the niece\'s custody after divorce?

Only his family did!

And they didn\'t know how many times this had happened over the years.

Song Anan obediently replied, "Okay, I\'ll go with sister-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhao Ya immediately cheered up, doting on Song Anan for a good while.

After swallowing a mouthful of soup, Song Linchuan leisurely recited the line he had said countless times before.

"Then I\'ll go with my auntie."

Hearing this, Zhao Ya gave him a ‘you have some conscience’ look.

So, for the rest of the lunch, Song Linchuan spent it enduring his father\'s nagging.

After lunch, Song Anan accompanied Zhao Ya back home.

Song Linchuan was taken to do some more tests. When he returned to the ward, he saw Pei Kuang waiting inside.

"How did it go? Did the talk with Director Li go smoothly?" Song Linchuan asked.

Pei Kuang smiled and said, "It went alright, but it\'s hard to say for sure if it will work out until the end."

Song Linchuan knew that Pei Kuang was always cautious and never made definitive statements.

But judging by his reaction now, the male lead role in Director Li\'s next film was most likely his.

Looking at the hospital room environment, Pei Kuang raised his eyebrows and couldn\'t help but tease, "Not bad, you\'ve hidden your identity quite deeply. What\'s going on, young master from a wealthy family experiencing life in the entertainment industry? Impressive."

Song Linchuan rolled his eyes at him, "Stop with the sarcasm."

What wealthy family young master, experiencing life, who is he mocking?

What\'s so impressive?

Everything his family had was earned through his father\'s own efforts, it had nothing to do with him.

If you wanted to talk about impressive, in Song Linchuan\'s eyes, it was Pei Kuang who was truly impressive.

Having known each other for so many years, Song Linchuan could say he witnessed step-by-step how Pei Kuang turned his situation around.

In fact, over the years many people online have criticized Pei Kuang\'s lack of education, saying he didn\'t even finish high school before entering the entertainment industry, clearly because his grades were bad and he couldn\'t get into college, so he took the shortcut into showbiz.

But Song Linchuan knew very clearly that Pei Kuang\'s knowledge reserve was actually beyond what ordinary people could achieve.

Not only that, Pei Kuang was not just an artist anymore, he was also a major shareholder in their company.

On top of that, Pei Kuang had great investment foresight.

Just from his investments over the years, he had already accumulated quite a sizable amount of assets.

Someone like Pei Kuang, even if he didn\'t enter the entertainment industry, if he went into business instead, he probably wouldn\'t be inferior to Comrade Song Zhenhui.

Song Linchuan asked, "By the way, do you have any plans for next week?"

Pei Kuang replied, "Nothing scheduled for now, why?"

"Well, there\'s something I want to discuss with you," Song Linchuan nodded, "I\'m hoping you can accompany my aunt to finish recording the upcoming variety shows, consider it?"

Pei Kuang was stunned for a moment.

He wanted him to accompany Song Anan to record variety shows.

Was he joking?