CHAPTER 669: TANG SONG’S ARRANGEMENT

Even in the dream, Tang Song could still feel Qiuqiu's trembling and fear.

She held onto him tightly, sobbing and mumbling something.

"...They're all bad people...they bullied Qiuqiu...that lawyer, that fat man...they bullied Mom...we can't get the money back, the house isn't ours anymore..."

"I'm useless...I can't do anything...they're so mean...I'm so scared..."

Though her appearance was that of a mature, ice-cool beauty, her current state and words still resembled that little girl from before.

Tang Song's heart ached, and he gently patted her back.

His voice was soft yet firm as he said, "Don't be afraid, Qiuqiu, Daddy's here. Who bullied you? Tell me."

From Qiuqiu's current figure and appearance, it was clear she must be facing problems in reality.

He had always known that this ice-cool designer friend of his was actually quite timid inside.

Thunderstorms, darkness, horror movies—she was afraid of them all.

"Yes...Daddy's here..." Qiuqiu lifted her tear-streaked face, looking at his blurred features. "Daddy, save me, beat up the bad people."

"Who are the bad people? Qiuqiu, what happened to you? Don't be afraid, I'll defeat all the bad people. Be good."

Tang Song gently stroked her orange-brown long hair.

Under his gentle guidance, Qiuqiu's emotions gradually calmed somewhat.

Sobbing, she slowly poured out everything that had happened recently.

From her mother spending 2 million to buy a house, to the stalled construction project, being injured while defending rights, to today's events...

Tang Song slightly frowned, gradually understanding the situation.

"...That lawyer was so intimidating...he said so many things I couldn't understand...he said...he said we couldn't win the lawsuit, that the house ultimately wouldn't be ours..."

"And that dark fat man...from the security company...he was so fierce, like a gangster..."

"Back when Mom ran a snack shop...those people bullied us too...they even smashed our shop...Mom was pushed to the ground by them...I'm so scared...I'm really so scared..."

As Qiuqiu spoke to this point, her body began trembling violently again, as if sinking into deeper memories.

"Look at my eyes."

Tang Song cupped her wet face, gently wiping away her tears.

"Qiuqiu, don't be afraid, Daddy will protect you. All the bad people will be driven away by me. I'll also help you get back every cent of the house money."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." Tang Song lifted her from the simple caregiver's bed.

The cold, gloomy hospital corridor instantly became warm and bright, with camellia flowers blooming on the walls.

Qiuqiu immediately stopped crying and smiled, "Thank you, Daddy."

Tang Song ruffled her head, "Come on, Daddy will take you home to sleep."

After speaking, he gently snapped his fingers.

The surrounding scene slowly transformed like a watercolor painting spreading.

Soon after, the two appeared in the large flat of Yanjing Huating.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was Yancheng's magnificent night view, dazzling like a galaxy.

"Wow...such a beautiful house! I feel like I've been here before..." Qiuqiu widened her eyes, carefully stepping on the floor.

"Yes, this is your home."

Tang Song took her hand and led her around the room.

Qiuqiu was initially somewhat timid, but soon, the curiosity belonging to a young girl overcame her fear.

Drinks in the refrigerator, drawing boards in the study, guitars in the bedroom...

She touched here, looked there, quickly familiarizing herself, a genuine, heartfelt smile reappearing on her face.

Finally, standing in the media room with its huge screen and surround sound system, she pestered him to play "Plants vs. Zombies."

Tang Song turned on the laser projector and game console, playing with her.

Qiuqiu naturally leaned against his lap, holding the controller.

Sometimes cheering for planting a "sunflower," other times pounding his chest in frustration when "zombies" ate her "squash."

Her body was that mature twenty-something form from reality.

But her speech and demeanor had returned to that of a teenage girl, full of undisguised innocence and dependence.

Tired from playing, she lay in Tang Song's arms, half-opening her sleepy eyes,

and began chattering about the five fluffy chicks she raised at her grandmother's house when she was little, and the big yellow dog from the neighbor's house that always liked to chase her. ⱤἈ₦ՕꞖƐȘ

She said that later, after staying in Rongcheng for over a year, when she returned to her hometown, only three chicks remained, and they had all grown into egg-laying old hens that would no longer follow her around.

And that big yellow dog had been stolen by dog thieves...

Her voice grew softer and more indistinct.

After who knows how long, her breathing gradually evened out.

Above her head, on the 【Dream Flower Seed】, the form of a camellia flower flickered faintly.

....

November 29, 2023, Wednesday, cloudy.

6:00 AM.

Cheng Qiuqiu slowly opened her eyes.

Without any fatigue or sleepiness, she felt an unprecedented freshness and clarity spreading throughout her body.

As if every cell in her body had been revitalized after a night of deep rest.

Since returning to Rongcheng and being in the hospital, she had tossed and turned almost every night, her whole body in a tense and exhausted terrible state.

But last night, she had slept exceptionally peacefully and soundly.

She seemed to have even had an incredibly warm beautiful dream.

However, when she tried to seriously recall it, those originally vivid images gradually became blurred and hazy.

Eventually, only a faint emotion lingered in her heart, lingering.

"Daddy..."

She subconsciously called out, and Tang Song's figure actually appeared in her mind.

Qiuqiu's face instantly flushed red! As if struck by an electric current, she abruptly sat up from the bed!

What...what was I just...thinking?!

Overwhelming shame instantly overwhelmed her.

She just sat dazed on the bed, spacing out for quite a while before the heat in her face slightly subsided.

Picking up her phone, she then froze.

On the screen, a new WeChat message sent half an hour ago lay quietly.

【Tang Song: "(^)/ Good morning, QQ, did you miss me?"】

Qiuqiu felt her recently calmed heart start pounding wildly again.

He took the initiative to message me again, and asked if...I missed him?

Qiuqiu stood up, her whole body so nervous she didn't know where to put her fingers.

After much deleting and editing, she replied: "Good morning, Tang Song, I just got up."

"Munch munch—"

【Tang Song: "You haven't answered my question yet, did you miss me?"】

Qiuqiu's face gradually flushed red, biting her lip as she replied: "Mm, I did."

After sending the message, she felt her whole body light and floaty.

【Tang Song: Selfie.jpg】

Qiuqiu quickly clicked open;

the photo was a selfie of Tang Song, who should have just finished exercising, with damp sweat on the strands of hair on his forehead, looking fresh and handsome.

Before she could recover from this impactful "beauty," a second message followed closely.

【Tang Song: "Your turn."】

Qiuqiu paused, replying: "What do you mean?"

【Tang Song: "I missed you too, so I want to see what you look like now."】

"Ah?!"

Qiuqiu exclaimed in surprise, subconsciously touching her face, flustered.

During these days of hospital care, she hadn't eaten or slept well, and her overall condition was poor.

Hesitating for a moment, she bit her lip and replied: "I have something to do, I'll send it to you later."

After saying this, without regard for anything else, she rushed out of the hospital like a gust of wind.

Hailed a taxi on the roadside and headed straight for that home she was both familiar with and resistant to.

Shower, skincare, makeup, change clothes...

Looking at her radiant self in the mirror, she finally raised her phone and opened the camera.

.......

Yanjing Tiancheng, large flat.

"Ding dong—"

The WeChat notification sound rang out.

Tang Song, who had just changed clothes, casually picked up his phone.

【Qiuqiu: Selfie.jpg】

Clicking open the photo, Tang Song's eyes instantly lit up.

She wore a simple white fitted long-sleeved T-shirt and high-waisted skinny jeans.

Yet it outlined her perfect comic-book figure vividly.

Looking at Qiuqiu's impressive large QQ, then at her cool and pure face, Tang Song's heart couldn't help but stir.

No wonder she's called Little Su Yu.

So beautiful!

If Tang Song had to choose the most purely "beautiful" person in his mind.

The answer would undoubtedly be Su Yu.

Whether in looks or figure, Su Yu was flawlessly perfect.

After all, she was the top 【female celebrity】 he had personally crafted through the system, pouring in countless resources.

Beautiful and talented, heavenly fair.

Her name itself was a recognized adjective for "beauty."

Don't underestimate the importance of this beauty;

after all, even that rational, nearly "divine" 【Dream Tang Song】 had been utterly captivated by this female celebrity.

Even going so far as spending considerable time and energy to "raise" and "win over" her.

In the eyes of people like Secretary Jin and Ouyang Xianyue.

Su Yu was probably a succubus.

After chatting with Qiuqiu for quite a while longer, confirming her emotions had completely stabilized, Tang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His gaze gradually became bright and sharp.

He had originally planned to wait until he finished handling matters with Ouyang before slowly helping Qiuqiu resolve her issues.

Who would have thought that this pitiful designer friend of his would encounter such big trouble.

After several deep contacts in dreams, he already knew Qiuqiu's personality and past inside out.

Knowing how timid and insecure her heart was beneath her cool exterior.

Tang Song slightly raised his eyebrows, picked up his phone again, found Luo Bin's number, and dialed.

The call was quickly answered.

"Hello, Luo Bin."

"President Tang, good morning." Luo Bin's steady, powerful voice came from the other end.

Without any small talk, Tang Song went straight to the point: "I need you to handle something for me. Contact Quan Jing's branch in the Southwest region, mobilize the best litigation and commercial teams, go to the inpatient department of Rongcheng Second People's Hospital, find a girl named Cheng Qiuqiu...

Her mother Li Meihua was injured and hospitalized due to a property rights dispute...

Also, help me investigate two companies, check their equity structures, asset statuses, debt chains—I'll send you the company names later."

"Understood, President Tang." Luo Bin paused, his voice carrying a hint of gravity. "This matter might be somewhat complicated. I happen to be in Jiangcheng handling a merger case, not far from Rongcheng. How about this: I'll personally lead a team there. Coincidentally, I also need to report to you in person about some new developments regarding Silent Crown."

"Good." Tang Song was concise. "Then see you in Rongcheng."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Song lightly tapped his fingertips on the desktop.

After thinking for a moment, he dialed Liu Jiayi's number.

Gave a few quiet instructions.

Since Qiuqiu was already facing huge trouble, it needed to be resolved first.

As for that stalled apartment matter, he'd deal with it when he arrived in Rongcheng.

Tang Song stood up, strode toward the bedroom, and began packing.

.......

Around 9 AM.

Rongcheng, Second People's Hospital.

Two uniformed community police officers sat by the hospital bed, one questioning, one recording.

Qiuqiu's tone was exceptionally serious: "This is how things happened. Our demands are also clear: we require 【Lion Security】 and 【Xuyuan Real Estate】 to publicly apologize to my mother and compensate for all medical expenses, lost wages, and emotional distress."

The older officer listened, then exchanged a look with his younger colleague.

Then closed the notepad, saying with difficulty: "Xiao Cheng, we understand how you feel. But you see, these kinds of group disputes have very complex on-site situations, and evidence collection is difficult. Also, I heard from the developer's side that they are willing to compensate. If this really goes to court, it'll be time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the outcome isn't certain..."

"It was them who pushed me down!" Li Meihua patted the edge of the bed. "If I hadn't been lucky, if my head had hit the corner of the table nearby, whether I'd even be here now is uncertain!"

Seeing the mother and daughter's firm attitude, the two could only helplessly stand up. "Alright then, we'll contact the developer again, try...to mediate for you some more."

Cheng Qiuqiu stood up to see them out of the room.

The firmness on Li Meihua's face gradually faded, replaced by worry and anxiety.

The fierce stubbornness she showed during the rights defense was actually just bravado relying on numbers.

Now, truly having to go to court against behemoths like the developer and security company by themselves, she was genuinely scared.

Especially that dark fat man named Zhang Zhanpeng from yesterday—he clearly wasn't someone to mess with. That look in his eyes still made her shudder when she thought about it.

Seeing her daughter return.

She grabbed Qiuqiu's hand and asked, "Qiuqiu, should we call over a few relatives from back home? So we don't get bullied by them."

Qiuqiu pondered for a moment, then shook her head. "Not necessary for now. They wouldn't be able to help anyway and might act impulsively and cause trouble. Let's first find a professional lawyer in this area and prepare to file a lawsuit."

"But...how much will that cost? I heard lawsuits are very expensive!"

"Don't worry about the money." Qiuqiu comforted her. "I didn't tell you before, but I've already switched jobs from my original design company to a new one. Now my monthly salary is over ten thousand, plus performance bonuses. We can afford it."

Li Meihua's eyes instantly lit up, surprised beyond measure. "What?! Monthly salary over ten thousand?! Really?!"

"Mm." Qiuqiu nodded. To reassure her, she opened her phone, found the screenshot of last month's payslip sent by the company's finance department, and handed it over.

Li Meihua leaned in, looking at the clear spreadsheet with its long list of basic salary, position allowance, performance bonus...

And that column deducting a not-small amount for "social security and housing fund."

Her expression instantly became complex.

Having struggled at the bottom of society for so many years, her biggest feeling was that "money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat."

This was also why she was so stingy and valued money so much.

And her daughter, who had just graduated from university not long ago, could actually earn this much in a month.

She looked at Qiuqiu beside her, feelings of pride, relief, heartache, and a trace of unfamiliarity welling up in her heart.

Just then, the attending physician Su Wenxuan walked in.

"Qiuqiu, Aunt Li is recovering well, everything's normal. She can be discharged anytime."

Li Meihua quickly put away her daughter's phone.

Qiuqiu stood up and said, "Dr. Su, sorry to trouble you, but we'd like the most complete injury appraisal report. Also, for this hospitalization cost, we won't use insurance;

we hope to get a detailed total expense list."

Hearing this, Su Wenxuan sighed. "Okay, no problem. You might have people coming often;

staying in a 4-person room isn't suitable. I applied for Aunt Li;

she'll be moved to a private room next door later."

"Thank you, Dr. Su."

Su Wenxuan looked at Cheng Qiuqiu, considered for a moment, then said seriously: "I have a classmate who, after graduation, joined the country's best law firm 【Quan Jing】. He's now at the Rongcheng branch, specializing in civil litigation. Since you're taking the legal route, to avoid being tricked by their legal team, how about...I ask him to come over and explain what materials and evidence you need to prepare? Don't worry, it's just consultation between friends, no charge. Also, if you really need representation, for my sake, the price can be much cheaper."

Hearing this, Li Meihua perked up entirely.

"Oh my! Dr. Su, you...you really are such a good person!" She grabbed Su Wenxuan's hand excitedly. "This is wonderful, thank you so much. We were just worried about not knowing how to find a way, didn't know who to look for."

In her eyes, the medical profession itself carried a halo, and Su Wenxuan was even a master's graduate from a top-tier hospital.

High education, wide connections.

Now that he was willing to actively help, it meant they finally had a "backbone" to rely on.

Seeing her mother's overjoyed expression, Qiuqiu opened her mouth;

the words of refusal ultimately couldn't come out.

She didn't like owing favors, especially when she clearly knew Su Wenxuan had feelings for her.

But looking at her mother's eyes reignited with hope, she really couldn't refuse.

Seeing she didn't object, Su Wenxuan directly made the call in front of them.

After simply agreeing on a meeting time with his classmate, to reassure the mother and daughter, he wasn't in a hurry to leave.

He took out his phone, searched for the official website of "Quan Jing Law Firm," and began introducing it to them.

Top "red circle firm," Huaxia's most elite law firm alliance, representing the highest level and strongest capability of domestic legal services.

At the same time, it was a global legal service provider with 19 offices worldwide and over two thousand professional lawyers.

Internationally recognized as an outstanding large comprehensive law firm.

Listening to this introduction, Li Meihua's eyes widened more and more, her mouth gradually opening.

"Oh my! Really impressive! Look at their boss, so dignified, clearly very capable, and...why does he seem somewhat familiar?"

"Hehe, Auntie, that's Quan Jing's chief partner, Lawyer Luo Bin. He used to often appear on CCTV's legal programs, so it's right that you find him familiar."

"No wonder! Dr. Su, you're really amazing, the classmates you know are also so capable. We've truly encountered a noble person!"

Her heartfelt, simple praise made Su Wenxuan's face show a somewhat embarrassed smile.

Then, looking at the cool and sexy Qiuqiu, he said: "How about we exchange WeChat? I'll push my classmate's WeChat to you. You can send him the materials you have first, so when he comes later, communication will be more efficient."

Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, then bowed slightly solemnly. "Thank you, Dr. Su."

She wasn't an ungrateful person and could see he genuinely wanted to help them.

Though she felt somewhat awkward, to reassure her mother a bit more, she...

They added each other as WeChat friends, and the smile on Su Wenxuan's face grew even brighter.

After giving a few more instructions, he finally took his leave.

Watching his figure disappear at the door, Li Meihua immediately nudged her daughter's hand, lowering her voice mysteriously: "Qiuqiu, what do you think...of this Dr. Su?"

Qiuqiu's eyebrows instantly furrowed, her expression tightening.

Li Meihua, however, remained oblivious, continuing to praise: "Look at him, a medical master's graduate from a prestigious university, his family runs a supermarket, he's handsome, handles things efficiently. I heard many little nurses at the hospital are chasing after him!"

"I don't want to hear this." Qiuqiu directly interrupted.

Li Meihua also grew anxious, her voice rising a few pitches. "Isn't it all for your own good? I heard from Xiao Gao that in Yancheng, you got involved with some damn scumbag who completely captivated you! People say he's dating several women at once, yet you..."

Qiuqiu abruptly stood up, her tone turning cold and hard: "If you say more, I'm going back to Yancheng right now."

Seeing her daughter like this, Li Meihua immediately shut her mouth.

Her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

She knew her daughter's personality—stubborn and strong-willed since childhood.

If she didn't refute directly, it meant there really was such a person in Yancheng.

The hope that had just risen with Su Wenxuan's appearance was instantly extinguished by more than half.

In her view, the best outcome for her daughter was actually finding a boyfriend like Su Wenxuan.

Good family conditions, high income, respectable job, high social status, and most crucially right here in Rongcheng.

But now it seemed her daughter simply wouldn't listen to advice.

Was dead set on stubbornly going all the way.

Soon, a head nurse personally came to politely inform them they could transfer to the VIP room.

Qiuqiu silently began packing, moving the few belongings into the spacious, bright private room.

Then she sat alone by the window, head lowered, gazing dazedly at the sky in the northeast direction.

What was he doing right now?