Sui Jiangchuan was one of the top entrepreneurs in the province.
Although Zheng Shan found his words irritating, he still showed great importance.
He immediately expressed that he would personally come over to mediate.
"Little Song, why don't you just let this matter go? When the provincial leader arrives, you should apologize quickly."
His father-in-law reminded him in a low voice, his face filled with worry.
Although they all knew Song Qiao's strength was considerable, they weren't confident enough to confront the provincial leader.
"Sui Jiangchuan should be the one apologizing."
Song Qiao was not worried at all. He gently waved his hand at his father-in-law, signaling him not to worry.
"Hmph, ignorant fool, you really think of yourself as someone important."
His aunt let out a cold snort from the side.
Clearly unwilling to be implicated any further, she turned and left the hospital room.
Yet, not a single person paid her any attention.
"Kid, keep pretending. When the provincial leader arrives, I won't spare you even if you beg on your knees."
Sui Jiangchuan gritted his teeth and said.
"If you still want to see the provincial leader alive, I advise you to shut your mouth now."
Song Qiao glanced at him indifferently, and his words made Sui Jiangchuan shiver all over.
He snorted defiantly, but ultimately dared not retort.
About fifteen minutes later.
Zheng Shan arrived at the room with two calm attendants.
"Provincial leader, you've finally arrived." Sui Jiangchuan's courage surged as soon as he saw him.
"It's this brat, not only did he assault someone, but Director Li also covered for him when we called the police."
"Please, Provincial leader, uphold justice for me."
He spoke with increasing grievance, as if he were truly a victim.
Zheng Shan cast a disgusted glance at him and followed the direction he pointed, looking up.
The next second, his previously indifferent expression drastically changed.
Immediately, he strode forward with a face full of smiles.
"Song Qiao, is that you?"
At the investment conference this morning, Song Qiao had single-handedly secured the support of the Tucker family for the Water Port project.
He was now a prominent figure in Zheng Shan's eyes.
"Provincial leader, have you made a mistake? He's the assailant." Sui Jiangchuan's face turned pale, and he desperately reminded him.
"Shut up!"
"I'll settle this with you later."
Zheng Shan glared at him fiercely, then turned to Song Qiao with a smile, asking:
"Little Song, what exactly happened? Tell me."
"If Sui Jiangchuan offended you, I will make him apologize to you."
Song Qiao nodded slightly and invited the provincial leader to sit beside him.
He recounted the conflict between himself and Sui Jiangchuan to Zheng Shan, without adding or omitting any details.
"What?"
Upon hearing Song Qiao's account halfway, Zheng Shan's face darkened with anger.
He slapped his thigh and glared at Sui Jiangchuan with displeasure.
"Sui, get over here."
"Are these words of Little Song true?"
"Song Qiao brought the Tucker family's aid to our province, and you dared to disrespect him like this."
This was the first time Sui Jiangchuan had seen the provincial leader so furious.
He subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Before he could even try to argue.
Zheng Shan slapped him across the face.
"Kneel down and apologize to Mr. Song now."
Saying that, he also kicked Sui Jiangchuan hard in the backside.
How dare he offend his benefactor.
If not for his status as provincial leader, he would have loved to beat this guy up himself.
Sui Jiangchuan never expected.
That his greatest reliance, Provincial Leader Zheng, would stand before Song Qiao at the crucial moment.
Coupled with Zheng Shan's introduction earlier.
He lost all courage to resist.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground, desperately kowtowing and apologizing to Song Qiao.
The man who was just moments ago arrogant and imperious, now looked like a fawning lapdog.
The Xia family members watched this scene, momentarily disbelieving their eyes.
Song Qiao was too lazy to dwell on the matter.
Seeing that the situation was resolved, he turned to leave.
Although Xia Yuqing had lost her memory, he hadn't. The way they interacted now made Song Qiao feel like he was suffering from terminal social awkwardness.
"Husband, where are you going?"
Seeing Song Qiao about to leave, the weak Xia Yuqing tried to sit up from the bed.
"Please don't go, okay? I want you to stay with me."
Looking at her pitiful appearance, Song Qiao couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
"I, I, I have some matters at the company that need attending to."
He scratched his head awkwardly, his gaze towards Xia Yuqing evasive.
"Little Song..."
His mother-in-law looked at Song Qiao with pleading in her eyes.
She wanted Song Qiao to spend more time with her daughter these days, but when she recalled her own past attitude.
She opened her mouth, but couldn't bring herself to speak.
"Is that so."
Xia Yuqing looked at Song Qiao with disappointment.
But her expression quickly changed.
She knew her husband worked hard to earn money and wouldn't be too willful about this.
"Go quickly, don't mind me. Just come see me after work."
"Alright, during this time, I'll come to accompany you after work every day."
Song Qiao responded calmly, putting his father-in-law and mother-in-law at ease for the time being.
He then turned and left the room.
Given Xia Yuqing's current state, even for his daughter's sake, he couldn't treat her as a complete stranger, no matter how hard-hearted he was.
Xia Yuqing's family was all happy to receive this reply.
Although his mother-in-law knew that Song Qiao's commitment was temporary, she saw real hope for reconciliation.
As soon as he returned to the villa.
Xia Xueqing's expression was not quite right as she rushed over.
"How's my sister?"
"She's fine, just took a heavy blow to the head and has some amnesia."
Song Qiao thought about it and decided to tell the truth.
After all, Xia Xueqing was Xia Yuqing's younger sister, and he had no right to hide it from her.
"Amnesia?"
Xia Xueqing immediately covered her mouth and gasped.
"That's right. In her current memory, we are still an affectionate couple, and we never divorced."
Song Qiao spread his hands helplessly.
Xia Xueqing's expression darkened further.
She had already felt a pang of discomfort when Song Qiao helped her sister twice today.
It felt as though something she had painstakingly obtained was about to be lost again.
Even though Song Qiao had saved her own sister.
She already understood in her heart that although Song Qiao claimed to have moved on, he still harbored lingering feelings for Xia Yuqing.
Now, Xia Yuqing had also lost her memory.
In such a situation, it was inevitable that Song Qiao would recall their past affectionate relationship.
"Then what about me in the future?"
"In what capacity will I appear before my sister in the future?"
Seeing that Song Qiao remained silent, her eyes began to redden slightly.
"I don't care, you must give me a definite status!"