Lu Chenyu’s expression froze, his face quickly flushing red.
“No…”
Just as he was about to explain, there was a knock on the door.
Song Xi heard the familiar chirping of a female voice.
“I specifically bought seafood congee. If Xi Xi wakes up… Xi Xi!”
Ge Baitao’s eyes lit up. “You’re awake!!”
“Lu Chenyu called me yesterday, and I was terrified. How are you? Is the injury on your foot any better?”
Lu Chenyu added quietly from the side, “She changed your clothes.”
Ge Baitao immediately took out the clothes she had brought from home. “Wear this!”
Song Xi paused for a moment, then went into the bedroom to change.
It was a pink hoodie with a Gucci logo on it.
“It looks good!” Ge Baitao exclaimed. “What happened to you yesterday? And what’s with this dress? Do you want to go to the hospital?”
Song Xi glanced at Lu Chenyu. He appeared somewhat awkward.
“Let’s go,” Song Xi said, pulling Ge Baitao up.
“The congee… isn’t finished yet.” Lu Chenyu looked reluctant as he saw her about to leave.
As if realizing it was inappropriate, he added, “Then take care and rest. I’ve already asked the director for leave for you, so you don’t need to rush.”
Song Xi hadn’t expected him to be so thoughtful. Feeling grateful, she said, “Thank you. I’ll treat you to a meal when I have time!”
Lu Chenyu smiled slightly. “Okay.”
After they left, he looked at the unfinished bowl of congee on the table. His slender, tall back seemed a little dejected.
Ge Baitao had driven over in an elegant Audi.
Song Xi hadn't seen her drive before.
Ge Baitao smiled proudly. “I just learned recently.”
So, her disappearance during this period was to learn how to drive?
After getting into the car, Ge Baitao asked for the address.
Song Xi made up an address. Since she would be leaving Haiyue Shanzhuang sooner or later, and Bai Tao seemed unwilling for her to be involved with Lou Yuming, there was no need to mention him.
Ge Baitao started asking again about what happened yesterday. To be honest, Song Xi didn't know either, and dismissed it with a simple “an accident.”
Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, Ge Baitao felt a little down but was sensible enough not to pry further. Her gaze fell on the exquisite evening gown in the back seat. She asked, “Where did you get this dress?”
Song Xi didn’t even lift her eyelids. “I borrowed it.”
This was a limited edition haute couture piece from this year’s fashion week, and it seemed only one had been brought into the country!
Borrowed?
How had she managed to borrow it?
Ge Baitao began to steal glances at her. After being caught several times, she finally couldn't help but ask, “Xi Xi, have you started dating?”
Before she could finish, Song Xi’s expression suddenly changed. She stared ahead anxiously and said, “Bai Tao, follow that car! The white one!”
Ge Baitao was flustered by her tense reaction. She numbly said, “Okay,” and then turned the steering wheel to follow.
“Xi Xi, what… what’s wrong?” Looking at Song Xi’s sharp eyes, she felt a little scared.
“…67, it’s this car.”
Song Xi silently noted the license plate number. “My phone.”
Ge Baitao handed her the phone, her hand trembling.
After following for about ten minutes, the white van stopped at the foot of a residential building.
Three men and two women got out of the car, looking like thugs.
Song Xi zoomed in with the camera and immediately recognized the two men who had kidnapped her last night.
However, compared to their somewhat polished appearance yesterday, their attire today was a bit slovenly.
The group slung their arms around each other and approached the back door. Two long knocks and one short knock sounded on the iron gate, and it opened.
A muscular bald man came out, glanced at them, then stepped aside to let them in. The gate was then closed again.