Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

Song Qiaoran was stunned. She didn't want to go back. Her father called Qi Xiangtian to come to Xijing and promised to help Qi Xiangtian's father solve the problem. This was to create an opportunity for her to get along with Qi Xiangtian and also to give Qi Xiangtian an opportunity to owe Song Qiaoran a favor.

Qi Jinye quickly came over and pushed their shoulders, "You two go eat, I'll eat the patient meal in the hospital."

Qi Xiangtian looked at Qi Jinye, a 58-year-old man who had done so many incredible things, but could barely speak to his son. He knew very well that Qi Jinye was using Song Qiaoran's feelings for him to seek protection and help from her father, but pretended to know nothing on the surface.

"Don't bother Qiao Ran anymore. She has no obligation to stay here with you." Qi Xiangtian said.

Qi Jinye smiled and said, "That's what I mean. Please help me accompany Qiao Ran to dinner as a way of thanking her, and then send her back."

"Okay," Song Qiaoran agreed immediately and looked at Qi Xiangtian waiting.

Qi Xiangtian could only nod helplessly, "Okay."

The two walked out of the ward and to the hospital gate. Qi Xiangtian stopped and said, "I'm sorry, Song Qiaoran, my dad has caused you a lot of trouble. In fact, you don't have to pay attention to him."

Song Qiaoran raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Xiangtian, "He is your father, I don't mind the trouble."

Qi Xiangtian couldn't find the words to reply her, so he could only keep walking forward.

When I walked out of the gate, the sky was dark and a cold wind blew. The temperature in Xijing in early winter was much lower than that in Lincheng. In addition, the hospital was in the suburbs and the streets were sparsely populated.

Song Qiaoran buttoned up his coat and said, "My car is in the parking lot."

Qi Xiangtian walked behind Song Qiaoren, and the sound of her high-heeled leather shoes tapping on the concrete floor was particularly prominent.

Opening the car door, she looked at his suit and asked, "Did you bring enough clothes? The temperature in Xijing will only be two degrees tomorrow."

Qi Xiangtian looked at himself. He had gone directly from the company today. He was wearing a suit and brought a suitcase that he usually used for business trips. The suitcase contained only toiletries and pajamas.

But he had no intention of telling her this. The reason why he followed Song Qiaoran out was, on the one hand, because it was not logical to do so, and on the other hand, he wanted to know something about Qi Jinye's situation from Song Qiaoran.

"Get in the car. Do you want to go buy a coat first? I'm afraid you can't stand the temperature in Xijing." Song Qiaoran asked.

Qi Xiangtian braced himself in the cold wind. He stood by the passenger door and said to her, "I'm sorry, Song Qiaoran, I can't go to dinner with you. Thank you very much for helping my dad. I have to go back to Lincheng tomorrow. If my dad insists on waiting for your dad to come back in Xijing, then I can only leave him here."

"Get in the car," Song Qiaoran continued, "Don't you want to know about your father?"

Qi Xiangtian perked up and asked, "You know everything?"

"Get in the car and follow my instructions. Go buy a coat first and then go to dinner." Song Qiaoran was already holding the steering wheel when she said this. She looked at Qi Xiangtian provocatively, "I'll tell you when we're having dinner."

Qi Xiangtian stared at Song Qiaoran and thought for a long time. He slowly moved his feet to get into the car, sat down, and closed the door. He knew he was being threatened but he was powerless. He had to know why Qi Jinye wanted to sell all his properties. If Qi Jinye didn't tell him, Song Qiaoran would be the only breakthrough.

Seeing him fasten his seat belt, Song Qiaoran smiled triumphantly and stepped on the accelerator. She said to him, "In front of us is the Parkson Mall. The fourth floor is for men's clothing, and the sixth floor is for food and beverage."

Qi Xiangtian didn't express any opinion and followed her to the mall.

After parking the car and taking the elevator to the fourth floor, Song Qiaoran took him to a men's clothing store.

After picking up a mid-length woolen coat and trying it on until it fit, Qi Xiangtian walked out of the dressing room and prepared to pay by credit card.

"The lady has already paid." The waiter pointed at Song Qiaoran who was standing at the door.

Song Qiaoran looked at him from afar and seemed to feel a sense of accomplishment for having taken the lead.

Qi Xiangtian picked up the clothes and looked at the price on the tag. He immediately transferred the money to her using his mobile phone. Then he asked the waiter to cut off the tag, picked up the clothes and walked out the door.

Song Qiaoran looked at the transfer on his phone and said to him casually, "I transferred too much. I have a membership and only need a 30% discount."

Qi Xiangtian looked around for the elevator and ignored her words.