It's okay!
It's just taking off clothes, it won't cost a piece of flesh!
As long as Jiashu is fine!
Although she comforted herself like this, Song Qinian's hands trembled violently. Tears, drop by drop, fell from her beautiful face onto the back of her hand.
Shen Chiyan watched Song Qinian's actions coldly, his expression as terrifying as it could be.
For Song Guanliang, she could smile at Mr. Liang!
For Song Jiashu, she would take off her clothes if asked!
As long as it was for her family, she could do anything?
No bottom line, no dignity!
Song Jiashu was filled with grief and indignation, tears streaming down his face, "No! Sister... if you really take them off, I'll just kill myself right here!"
Song Qinian shed tears, her heart felt like it was being gnawed by thousands of ants, causing a dense, throbbing pain.
Gong Yuqi really couldn't stand it. He grabbed Shen Chiyan's arm, "Chiyan, that's enough!"
Shen Chiyan was in a fit of rage. Anyone who pleaded for Song Qinian and Song Jiashu at this moment seemed to be going against him.
"What? Are you going to fight me for her?"
"She is, after all, your wife. Whether you're jealous or angry, you shouldn't be like this."
Shen Chiyan coldly shook off Gong Yuqi's hand, "What I do is none of your business! If you don't like my ways, you can leave!"
"You..."
After many years of brotherhood, Gong Yuqi couldn't understand Shen Chiyan at this moment.
Shen Chiyan said he hated Song Qinian, but when Song Qinian fainted last time, he was clearly very nervous.
But if you say he cares about Song Qinian, how could a normal man let his wife undress in front of another man!
Song Jiashu glared at Shen Chiyan resentfully, crying and struggling, "Shen Chiyan, if you have the guts, let me go, and we'll fight one on one!"
Shen Chiyan sneered, "Overestimating yourself!"
He raised his hand, and two bodyguards immediately released Song Jiashu.
Song Jiashu wiped his tears haphazardly, ran to Song Qinian, pulled her clothes straight, and then angrily rushed towards Shen Chiyan.
"Ah..."
Gong Yuqi stood up to stop him, but Shen Chiyan was faster. He landed a heavy punch on Song Jiashu's face.
"Pfft..."
After Song Jiashu spat out a mouthful of blood, he rushed forward desperately again.
It was as if he intended to fight Shen Chiyan to the death.
Song Qinian was horrified when she saw Song Jiashu spitting blood. Just as she was about to run over, Gong Yuqi grabbed her, "Don't go. Both of them are in a fit of rage and are hitting hard. You'll definitely get hurt if you go."
But Song Qinian couldn't listen. Song Jiashu had always been in school, and he only used brute force when fighting.
Shen Chiyan had served in the army for a while, so fighting him was more like a one-sided massacre.
Song Jiashu was no match for Shen Chiyan at all. Seeing the wine bottles on the table, Song Jiashu picked one up and smashed it at Shen Chiyan.
Shen Chiyan's patience ran out. He lifted his foot and kicked Song Jiashu fiercely...
Seeing that they were about to harm each other, Song Qinian shook off Gong Yuqi's hand and ran to hug Song Jiashu.
Shen Chiyan's kick landed directly on Song Qinian's lower back...
"Bang..."
Song Qinian and Song Jiashu fell to the ground together. Song Jiashu's face turned pale with fright when he saw Song Qinian take Shen Chiyan's kick for him. He immediately helped Song Qinian up.
"Sister... Sister, are you okay?"
For a moment, Song Qinian felt like her waist was about to break. To avoid worrying Song Jiashu, she forced a smile and shook her head.
As she tried to get up, a bone-piercing pain shot through her waist, and she collapsed heavily onto Song Jiashu again.
"Sister! Sister... what's wrong? Don't scare me!"
Song Jiashu started crying, his tears mixing with the blood from his wounds.
Gong Yuqi's heart sank when he saw this. Seeing Shen Chiyan standing there, looking somewhat at a loss, he shoved Shen Chiyan fiercely, "What are you still standing there for? The lumbar spine is so fragile. Lin Qiutong became a vegetable, and you want to kick her into paralysis?"
The word "paralysis" struck Shen Chiyan like a thunderbolt, waking him up.
He rushed over to hug Song Qinian, but Song Jiashu wouldn't let him touch her, "Get lost! You're not worthy of touching my sister!"
"Pull him away!"
The bodyguards rushed forward and pulled Song Jiashu away. Song Jiashu shouted angrily, "Let go of my sister! Shen Chiyan! Give me back my sister!"
Shen Chiyan looked at Song Qinian with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, her forehead covered in beads of sweat, and her face deathly pale. A great sense of panic surged through him.
...
When Song Qinian woke up again, her waist hurt terribly. Just moving slightly made her feel like her lower body was gone.
"Young Madam..."
Zhang Qiaoqiao, who had been dozing off in the ward, immediately got up and came to Song Qinian when she saw her wake up.
"Young Madam, how are you feeling?"
Song Qinian wanted to sit up, but her waist hurt too much.
"Hey, don't move, don't move. You've injured your waist and need to be in bed for at least three days."
Song Qinian then remembered what had happened in the private room. She anxiously gestured, "Where's my brother?"
"Young Madam, don't worry. Your brother is in the next ward. He only sustained some minor skin injuries and is no longer in any serious danger."
Song Qinian breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to see Song Jiashu, but she was afraid that her current state would worry him, so she gave up.
"What about Grandma..."
"Young Madam, please rest assured, the old lady doesn't know what happened last night."
Song Qinian nodded and didn't ask anything further, nor did she mention Shen Chiyan.
Fortunately, with Zhang Qiaoqiao taking care of her, Song Qinian didn't have to trouble the nurses to get her food from the cafeteria like last time.
In the afternoon, Song Jiashu and Liu Xiaohan came to Song Qinian's ward together.
As soon as Song Jiashu saw Song Qinian, who was as pale as paper but still trying to sit up, tears welled up in his eyes.
He hugged Song Qinian tightly, filled with regret and self-blame, "Sister... it's all my fault. It's all my fault for being too impulsive. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."
Song Qinian patted Song Jiashu's back, then gently pushed him away and gestured soothingly, "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."
Song Jiashu had been kept in the dark and couldn't handle the truth when it was suddenly revealed, so he went to settle the score with Shen Chiyan.
He felt sorry for Song Qinian and wanted to stand up for his sister, but he overlooked the vast gap between him and Shen Chiyan.
If Shen Chiyan really wanted to deal with him, it would be easier than crushing an ant.
Liu Xiaohan, standing beside them, was also very angry. She wasn't angry that her daughter was injured, nor that she found out Shen Chiyan had been treating Song Qinian as a backup blood bank for Lin Qiutong, but that Song Jiashu shouldn't have provoked Shen Chiyan.
"What's the use of knowing you were wrong now? If Shen Chiyan divorces your sister because of you, your sin will be even greater!"
Song Jiashu glared fiercely at Liu Xiaohan, "Divorce then divorce. He doesn't love my sister at all. My sister is just suffering with him!"