Help!After bankruptcy, President Gao Leng provokes me everywhere

Chapter 6 The Difficulty of the Song Family
Her mind gradually cleared up, and the faint smell of disinfectant water lingered on the tip of her nose. Although it was a bit pungent, it made her feel the rare comfort and stability in the lifeless busyness.

There was a voice next to my ear, "Yanyan, are you awake?"

Ah...it's my mother's voice.

The white wall above my head came into view, and my mother's concerned eyes were next to it.

"Mom, why are you here?" She murmured, she couldn't remember what happened after she passed out last night.

"You are a real child. You don't know how to take care of your body outside. Our family is already like this. You have to be more careful. Nothing will happen to my daughter." Song's mother said with red eyes , sipping tears with the back of his hand.

Song Zhaoyan panicked when she saw it, and quickly comforted her, "I didn't pay attention for a while, and I will definitely not in the future. Besides, I'm fine now."

"Miss Song." The female nurse at the side said.

"You are suffering from very severe gastroenteritis and your mucous membranes are severely damaged. Please be sure to regulate your diet and ensure rest, especially not to touch alcohol, otherwise there will be serious problems."

Diet, rest... With the current situation, I'm afraid she can't do anything well.But under her mother's worried eyes, she had no choice but to nod in response with a very correct attitude.

The nurse turned and left satisfied, but Song Zhaoyan suddenly remembered something and called the nurse to stop.

"Wait, how did I get to the hospital yesterday?"

"It was a Mr. Pei who carried you out of the car, arranged for you a separate ward, and informed us to contact your family."

"However, after I made a phone call, the person disappeared. Later, the bill was sent to me. It should be the fee paid by that gentleman. There is still a lot left. We will refund it to you later."

After speaking, the nurse left.

Song Zhaoyan fell into deep thought, why is Pei Yichen so kind all of a sudden?Didn't you tell people that you wish she could die?

"Uh, Yanyan, how about you and Xiao Pei, is he willing to help Mrs. Song?" Song's mother thought about it.

"This... I think." Looking at Song's mother's hopeful eyes, Song Zhaoyan was defeated.

"I think it's just a matter of time, and we'll definitely get out of it."

"Hey, that's good, that's good." Mother Song smiled gratifiedly.

Looking at her mother's smile, Song Zhaoyan felt mixed feelings in her heart. For a heartless and unreasonable person like Pei Yichen, she really felt that she had no idea.

But...Even if she is tearing her face, she will definitely work hard to the end. Her father is still on the hospital bed, and her brother's situation is so serious. Only he can make a move to turn around.

So... She had no choice but to appear in front of him again in this way.

She must make Pei Yichen submit!

That being said, standing in front of the Liguang Group building at this moment, Song Zhaoyan felt inexplicably timid in her heart, especially after knowing that she was sent to the hospital by him yesterday, the feeling was even more strange.

Gritting her teeth, Song Zhaoyan still showed her aura and walked towards the Liguang Hall on high heels.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Song, we can't let you see Mr. Pei." The receptionist's cold tone was just in front of Song Zhaoyan.

"Why don't you let me in? I have business to ask your president, get out of the way." Song Zhaoyan was very displeased, and pushed the receptionist away to go to the elevator.

"Miss Song, President Pei himself gave the order. He didn't see anyone from the Song Group. Don't embarrass us. You should leave."

Several security guards in black rushed over from the gate and stood in a row in front of Song Zhaoyan.

"Miss Song, please, don't make it difficult for everyone and make it too ugly."

Seeing this, people around gathered together to watch the excitement.

Among the crowd, some people who knew Song Zhaoyan began to point and whisper.

(End of this chapter)