TVSFPAG -Chapter 116 I Got Dragged Into His Pace Again

In the end, Quanquan was still taken away by Bai Yu.

Bai Yu came to the car and, seeing the dog squatting on the passenger seat, the smile on his lips deepened.

“Little guy, from now on I’m your guardian. Happy?”

The puppy couldn’t understand him. It just sat on the seat and wagged its tail at him.

Bai Yu picked it up and placed it properly, then pulled over the seatbelt and fastened it for him.

The seatbelt passed through its front legs, securing it to the seat. Quanquan was forced to sit upright like a human, lifting its front paws on the chair.

The car started and drove away from the hospital.

Not long after Bai Yu left, another doctor arrived and took over Song Dashan’s case.

He also formulated a new treatment plan—first conservative treatment, and once a kidney source became available, proceed directly with a transplant.

Only then did Song’s mother realize that the young man hadn’t been lying—he really did know the hospital director?!

When she went to see Song Dashan, she also told him about it.

The couple finally became certain that Song Yunfei had truly entered a large company. Even a random colleague of hers was this capable.

Earning several hundred thousand a year seemed completely normal now.

Song Dashan no longer insisted on going home and calmly stayed in the hospital for treatment.

Song’s mother noticed that another man hadn’t left yet. She walked up to the two of them and asked, “Yunfei, is he also your colleague?”

Chu Jinhan pressed his lips together and didn’t speak.

Song Yunfei smiled and said, “Mom, he’s not my colleague. He’s my boyfriend.”

She originally hadn’t planned to reveal their relationship, worried that if she and Chu Jinhan broke up later, it would make her parents worry.

But seeing how uneasy he looked, she decided to reassure him first.

Song’s mother studied Chu Jinhan. She was quite satisfied with his appearance and nodded repeatedly as she looked at him.

Then she sat down and began her questioning.

Her first question was, “Xiaohan, where are you from?”

Song Yunfei thought to herself that this was bad and quickly interjected, “Mom, he’s from Qingcheng.”

“Where is Qingcheng?”

“It’s far away. Even if I tell you, you wouldn’t know it.”

Song’s mother responded with an “oh.” “And what do you do for work?”

Song Yunfei quickly answered for him, “He’s a supervisor at a factory.”

Song’s mother’s eyes lit up. “A supervisor? That’s good. The daughter of our village, Dahong, is also a supervisor at a factory—she earns seven or eight thousand a month.”

Chu Jinhan, who was still worrying about housing and car matters, froze upon hearing this.

Seven or eight thousand already satisfied her that much?

“The job is good, but it’s a bit far. If you get married, will you be living in Qingcheng?”

Every question Song’s mother asked made Song Yunfei break into a cold sweat.

Chu Jinhan replied, “We can live anywhere.”

Hearing this, Song’s mother became even more satisfied, but she also asked with concern, “Then what about your job? No, no—you still need to prioritize your work. After marriage, everything costs money.”

“Your father and I don’t need you to worry about us. We can take care of ourselves. You two just live your life well.”

Song Yunfei pressed her lips together, feeling deeply moved after hearing this.

In that village, many girls dropped out after middle school to work, with very few even having the chance to attend high school.

But the original owner had gone to university, and even after starting work, her parents never demanded anything from her.

They didn’t even oppose her marrying far away—it was truly rare.

After talking with Chu Jinhan for a while, Song’s mother realized that although this young man didn’t talk much, he was steady and reliable, unlike the one earlier who spoke recklessly.

His job was good, and he looked decent as well. She had already completely accepted him as her future son-in-law.

So she asked again, “Do you two have plans to get married?”

“….” Song Yunfei now deeply regretted it. If she had known earlier, she would have just said they were colleagues.

Chu Jinhan ignored Song Yunfei and continued chatting with Song’s mother. “What do I need to prepare?”

Song’s mother smiled. “Are you talking about betrothal gifts? As long as the two of you are in a good relationship, just do it casually. After all, it’ll all come back to you in the end.”

Song Yunfei couldn’t listen any longer and interrupted her, “Alright, Mom. You’ve only just met him—don’t put so much pressure on him. When the time is right, we’ll naturally get married.”

Song’s mother also realized she had said a bit too much and smiled awkwardly. “That’s true. We’ll talk about this again when you come back for the New Year.”

Song Yunfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. “Alright. You haven’t eaten yet, right? Should we go eat first?”

“Alright. You two have been traveling all day. Go eat first, then find a hotel and rest properly.”

During these past few days, Song’s mother had been eating at the hospital cafeteria. Now that Chu Jinhan and Song Yunfei were here, they would definitely go out to eat.

Song Yunfei took a taxi to a slightly farther restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes.

After eating, they also packed food to take back for Song Dashan.

The leftovers on the table were insisted upon by Song’s mother to be packed and taken back. Song Yunfei couldn’t persuade her, so she let her be.

After sending Song’s mother back to the hospital, she and Chu Jinhan checked into a nearby hotel.

Over the past few days of harvesting and drying grain, Song Yunfei had indeed been exhausted. After taking a shower at the hotel, she collapsed straight onto the bed.

Not long after, Chu Jinhan also finished showering and came out, sitting on the bed.

Noticing something, Song Yunfei sat up and cupped his face in her hands, examining him from left to right.

The wounds on his face from being cut by rice leaves had already scabbed over. Before, they hadn’t looked too serious, but now that they had scabbed, the injuries on his neck and face looked crisscrossed and quite noticeable.

“Does it hurt?”

Chu Jinhan shook his head. “It doesn’t hurt.”

“Does it itch?”

He still shook his head.

Song Yunfei didn’t believe him. Even her own wounds were still itchy.

She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, then said softly, “Today you’ve met my mom. You should also understand now that the orphanage and childhood sweetheart stories were fake. Don’t you have anything you want to ask?”

“Yes.”

Song Yunfei had only said that casually, but his sudden reply startled her so much that she shot up instantly.

She listened to him nervously, though she tried to appear calm on the surface. “Then go ahead and ask.”

Chu Jinhan reached out and gently touched her face, then slowly asked, “How much is the betrothal gift here?”

“…?”

Why were his questions always so unexpected? Every time, he caught her completely off guard.

“No, that… you—”

Chu Jinhan said, “If you can’t even answer this, would you tell the truth if I asked something else?”

“Ah, this…”

Song Yunfei realized she had once again been led into his rhythm.

She could only bite the bullet and answer, “Generally, it’s sixty-six thousand, eighty-eight thousand, or one hundred and eight thousand. I haven’t seen anything higher than that.”

“Then where do you want to live in the future?”

Song Yunfei really felt like kneeling and begging him to stop asking.

She forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. “I… I haven’t thought about it yet. How about you ask something else?”

Chu Jinhan leaned closer, staring at her intently. “Then… is tonight okay?”

Song Yunfei took a deep breath and smiled slightly. “It’s okay.”

As long as he stopped asking questions, she was fine with anything.

As soon as she finished speaking, he had already leaned down and kissed her.